Chapter 25
Here another one!
Warning: OOC, random craziness, Error past dark abuse, many other troubles if mention, cursing, killing, dark themes, racism mention, profanity, suicidal moments, sexual moments mentioned, violence, smoking, drugs, alcohol, guns mention, animal death, cringe, bullying, yandere, possible musical/singing moments and bad flirts.
Error/Moxxie speaking/thoughts
Singing
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"You been busy." Moxxie replied after finishing listen to Striker talk about what he been doing. Either in Wrath a bit farther away working on ranches, doing some creature hunting and even was a guard for a bit in one of the Rings. The two of them on the couch drinking Hot Chocolate. Striker extra spice.
"I sure have been but its work." Striker take a sip of his drink and relaxed. His hat off and on his lap. He missed this a lot more than he thought.
"Madre coming back. Will you be here to meet her?"
"Maybe for a short while. Gotta get back to work soon." Striker glance to see Moxxie nob. Yet, he had a small annoyed pout. He snickered.
"What?"
"Nothing Critter."
"Oh please. You? Nothing?"
"My, my someone really getting snappier." Striker laughs and smirked at the huff Moxxie let out. "Just miss your backtalk is all. You never let me down."
"That sounds so cringe."
"You asked."
"Whatever Rattles." Moxxie taking another sip of his drink. Glance and see Striker just staring at him with a slight curious and amused look. "What?"
"Growing your hair out?" Points at the small ponytail. Wouldn't really call it one yet
"A bit wanted to try a look."
"For a guy or gal?'
"Nope." Didn't care to much how his tail rattle at that answer. He been use to it. Didn't realize how happy Striker was about that. "No, dating for me. How tragic."
"Jeez you're hopeless. "
"I'll put that on a shirt."
"Send me a picture if you wear it."
"Noted."
"So, nobody huh?"
"Not all of us are grace with your looks."
"I don't know to be flattered or insulted with your tone."
"Your attractive stating a fact."
"Glad we cleared that out the way." Striker snorted, but very pleased of that fact, and took a sip of his drink he bought. ""How long you're growing it?'
"I guess to a length that won't be a pain."
"Look at you. Growing up."
"I think I beat you to that a long time ago." Quickly duck from a tail swipe.
"And a smart ass."
"Yep."
"If only your height can grow."
"I will kick you off this couch."
Striker arms out in a mock surrender. The two now just relaxing and watching whatever on the tv station.
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Error wanted rest! Not be a Imp...Oh well (Discontinued read description.)
Fanfic(This story is discontinued. There is a 2.0 Version updated.) Error jumps in the void. He thought hurray rest, freedom, and a big middle finger to Fate. But nope instead he is given a new chance. A new beginning. As Moxxie the Imp. The assassin weap...
