The Court
As the governments left the cathedral and the suspected was being held behind the cell, or in short imprisoned. Senaro was placed in building A, cell 3 and for Diego and Hugo's case they are placed in building B. Hugo's placement is in cell 70 and Diego's is in....
"HAHAHAHHAHAHAHA I THOUGHT THE PRISON WOULD BE BAD BUT 69! Oh god this is so funny" He began wheezing. Even knowing he's in a really bad place right now, he'll always pull something out so stupid, even from thin air, it'll always be an entertainment for him and others around. "SHUT UP!" The guards knocked the cell. Diego's side of his mouth ripped and shook the cell as he screamed in his monstrous dino form "LET ME SAY WHATEVER THE F*CK I WANT". That left the guard trembling almost pissing their pants.
Diego went back to where he sat and stomping angrily like a 9 year old as he sat crossed leg and crossed his hand. He pouted and wiggles his tail. "What's so funny about the number 69 Mr.Brando?" Hugo asked from the other gates of the spacer between cells. "It's a position of se- EHEM I mean it's a certain pose that you'll understand when you fully grown" He coughed with his face flushing all red.
"Position of what?" Hugo asked again as Diego whines and sighed loudly "Aggghhh no you wouldn't get it. *sigh* If only Hottie was here, everything would be so much easier. What kind of sh*tty Telenovela soap opera is this? Everything just takes too long" He muffles his face on his own sweater.
"Hey Mr.Brando?"
"Yeah?"
"If I don't make it tomorrow, can you please tell my mom that I love her, and please take care of the horse?" They asked him. "Your horse? Oh you mean Juan?" He asked again. "No dummy Juan is my dad, my horse is Marco". "Ay I'm sure I remember it was Juan but okay, I'll tell her if only I make it out alive too. But with Lisa Lisa I'm sure we can make it both alive. Don't worry about it Hugo, I'll guarantee you don't get to reach the guillotine as close as 20 meters" Diego said.
"Are you sure?" They asked. "Well 19 meters, how about that? I'll not let you even see the executioners deal?" He said. "Deal"! They shook his hand from between the cellars.
Everything felt so surreal in the room, it's like he's half alive and the other isn't. He thinks about how everything goes by in only a matter of second. If only he had held into Hot Pants just a bit more, he wouldn't be down here with all the stinky guards and some decaying prisoners in the other cells. God if it wasn't for her, he'd escape in a matter of seconds. Well maybe minutes.
He couldn't sleep that night and same goes with Hugo, where they both started a little chat and say good night every 3 minutes just to wake up again to ask wether either of them are asleep or not. Even a minute passing felt like forever. 'I wonder how HP is doing now. Tch can't believe all this time she was here, imagine all the pressure she has' he thought to himself.
Hot pants in her own room quarantine is now considered as a dangerous person according to the governments. All night she couldn't help but pace around her room and write her daily journal in a letter form. Her wrist was so tired and she trembled. She saw him died thrice already. Under the train rail, his vampire alternate universe, and her dream vision at Lucy's hand "This better not be the 4th time" she mumbles.
In the journal letter it was written "...even if his life cost my vows as a nun, I'm ready for my badge to be sacrificed. A vow is such a small thing that a cost of a life. God I love him so much and I can't let him die again. What if he's really gone this time? If everything goes according to plan, I swore to keep him safe and out of troubles..."
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FanfictionAn unexpected bits of the holy corpse brought back one of the Steel Ball Run racers who's known to be deceased. They found their partner's corpse and buried them with the saint corpse with the last hope of blessing their funeral and cleanse it from...