Part 9 : Killing spree raccoon overthrows the English monarchy !!

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Suddenly bchad burst through the door following his frantic knocking from 2 chapters ago.

"KISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS MEEEEEE KISSSSSSSSSSSS MEEE WIIIITTTHHHH YOOOOOOOOOOOOOURRRR EEEEEYYYYYEEEEESSS CLOOOOOOOSEDDDD

 WHIIIIIISPPPPPEEEEERRRRR THAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUURRR HEEEEAAAAARRRRRTTTT SHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWSSSS 

ALLLLLL IIIIII WAAAAAANTTTT ISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS YOOOUUUUUUU YEAAAAAAAAAAAH YOUUUUU! COME ON NOW HOOOLD ME- wait anna?"

It took Bchad too long to realise anna was in fact not sobbing and shitting herself with joy by his returnal, but instead slumped forward against the wall. Lines of deranged writing were strung together upon it, written in a dark red substance Bchad realised was blood.

"Shit anna you into bloodplay too?? You really are the perfect woman!"

But when Bchad went to scoop Anna up, instead of the intensely snog Bchad imagined, her head rolled forward and her body felt oddly cold to the touch.

"Anna?"

His eyes widened with panic as his frenzied hands searched for a pulse, but to his dismay, her whole fucking heart tumbled out of her massive badonker cage instead. It dangled on by a single artery, beating furiously in his palms.

Whilst Bchad boasted an immense arrangement of talents and smarts (like growling at potential mating partners) first-aid were not a part of them. Furthermore, stricken with panic and grief, Bchad decided to do the only thing he thought could help- putting her heart back into her ribcage. But as he was doing this, he heard a loud rip of flesh and the crunch of bones as a tiny fist materialised from within the depths of Anna's stomach.

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