Abbigail x Vulcannus 2.0

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Uhhhhh...basically the reason this story exists is because of this comment:

basically the reason this story exists is because of this comment:

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So, I'm just gonna continue Abbi x Vulcanny(wait wtf is that)

Thanks for all the support you guys showed me! (Leafyness_of_trees milovniceknih2 )

Oh, also, I am going to make the two marry and have a kid(not in here)and I'm NOT going to include any NSFW scenes(I am WAY to young for that and I'm not interested in it either)and I am probably gonna add kissing scenes(impossible to avoid)

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Oh, also, I am going to make the two marry and have a kid(not in here)and I'm NOT going to include any NSFW scenes(I am WAY to young for that and I'm not interested in it either)and I am probably gonna add kissing scenes(impossible to avoid)

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Just after the end of the first story...

"YOU WHAT?!?!" Quinn squealed.

"Look, what's wrong with that?? It's only a peck on the cheek," Abbigail said, exasperated by her young friend. Quinn ignored her.

"Oh my gosh, you KISSED him! I must tell my friends about this!"

"Oh no you don't—" Abbi rushed up to her and clasped her hand over Quinn's mouth. "Don't even think about it!" She could feel the teenager smiling under her hand.

"And you just LEFT him there!" Quinn continued, pushing the hand off her mouth. "That's, like, evil!"

Abbi rolled her eyes. "Yeah, yeah, yeah."

"You are in need for a lesson from Nuts on how to act around the boy you like!" Quinn announced.

Abbi sighed. "Ah, yes, the boy expert, Niika. Yell at him, scratch his face and—"

"Oh, shut up."

"Oh, and also," Abbi added, "he isn't a boy. He's over a hundred years old."

Quinn let out a sharp laugh. "You, a twenty-one year old are in love with a one-fifty-year-old?"

Abbi crossed her arms. "Hey, you don't know that's his age for sure!" Quinn grinned as she said, "I asked." "Well, he still has another five hundred and fifty years in him!" she shot back.

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