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Through His Eyes ~ Ch. 5
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Back at the tree house…
Fionna took her time getting home after returning that dress to Gumball and giving him those cookies and the sweater. She just wanted to be alone for a while; no distractions or a curious cat asking questions about how it went.
Fionna did walk back to the tree house, but she didn’t go inside. She dropped the basket off beside the door and headed out to the woods. She walked around for hours and when the sun started the set she decided to go home.
Fionna walked inside and went straight to the sofa. She plotted down on the well warn cushions and laid back. Her legs ache from all the walking she did but the pain was bearable, unlike the pain in her heart.
She has given up all hope that Gumball would ever feel the same for her as she does for him. She just wished there was a way to get rid of the ache she feels in
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In the Earth…
Penny asked Fionna how did all ended up, and she was about to tell her she had broken up with Patrick when she thought maybe it was better her friend didn’t know about it. So she just said “Yes, everything’s alright!” with a fake smile. Penny guided her where the other cheerleaders were. Christine and Natasha were whispering and giggling, as they looked at Fionna out of the corner of their eyes, and Lucy was typing something on her purple BlackBerry.
-So… Do ya’ have some sweet news for me? –Said Lucy without taking her eyes off the screen.-
-No… -Said Fionna. The cheerleader looked right into her eyes and shouted.-
-Wrong. Answer. Girl. Tell me, like, with all details wha’ happened. –The blond was about to answer, when Natasha whispered.-
-I don’t think you really want to know all details…
They all started to laugh, even Penny. That hurt Fionna, she didn’t kn
Twenty-three years before the crippling of Crown Prince James III
He was fourteen and she was probably aged about the same, give or take a few years. It had been an hour since he'd met her.
He hated her already.
She scowled behind him and likely shared the sentiment as they scampered up the hillside in a desperate attempt to escape the roaring mob that seemed to be growing perpetually larger and coming ever-closer. Gabriel would have liked to say that it was all her fault he was in this situation, though it was his careless nicking ofwhat was it? A chicken that started the first old woman running, but how was he supposed to know that she'd stumble and fall and everyone else would think he'd assaulted her?
He hadn't. He'd taken the chicken, snapped its neck and run, because he hadn't eaten meat in weeks and he was starting to feel the affects on his already weak limbs.
This is what happens, he thought. This is what happens when you live like th
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