Chapter 18: Ouch

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[Bonjour my loyal readers! I have returned with my next update! And I apologize if posts are slow, @Hysteria-theHivewing and I are very busy and have a lot that we are planning to do. Oh and ANOTHER REFERENCE IN THIS CHAPTER (to a movie this time :>)]


      Kenobi was just sitting, chatting with Topaz and Prince Kadal when he heard glass shattering.

    "What was that?!" Kenobi worried, whipping around to see Flint staring at an unforgivable sight with a broken vase and scattered flowers at his feet. Across the room, Kenobi could see Empyrean kissing a SandWing (That must be Mamba, Kenobi's brain discovered.) in the dim purple light. The other two at his table must've been shocked speechless, because they didn't say anything.

    "Oh," Kenobi said plainly, walking up beside Flint. Flint was staring in disbelief at the sight.

    "Now that there is what my family likes to call 'a punch in the snout'," Kenobi offered, grimacing.

    "I can't believe it.." Flint murmured in dismay. Kenobi shrugged helplessly.

    "I can't believe her!" Flint repeated in a hiss, narrowing his eyes to glare at Empyrean, who was now drinking her sixth cup of alcohol beside Mamba (who was also drinking).

     Kenobi stayed behind, watching and listening as the chaos began to ensue.

    "What are you doing?!" Flint snapped at a half-drunk Empyrean, marching over to where she was standing by the drink table.

    "I was just drinking this nice drink here," she said woozily, yawning and patting the mug.

    "No, with him?!" Flint pointed sternly at Mamba. At this point, steam was writhing thickly around Flint from his Firescales. Kenobi could tell since the purple lights reflected off of it.

     Damnnnnnn, he must be pissed, Kenobi thought, shaking his head.

    "Hey, she dragged me-into it," Mamba mumbled drowsily, trying to clear his name, but clearly to drunk to even think straight.

    "Eh, does it really matter?" Empyrean asked dismissively, snorting before taking another sip from her mug.

    "YES, EMPYREAN. YES IT DOES!" Flint hissed back.

    "And since you seem to like him more then me, go be with him, 'cause we're breaking up!"

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