The owl and the bat part 11

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"Sooooooo Miky mah boyyyyy any h-hobbies?" I nervously asked the glaring teen, he was glaring at me through his father's wings. "Yeah, I like RIPPING THE WINGS OFF OF PERVERTED OWLS." He spat. I shuddered. "Sweetheart don't be like that he probably was going to give me cpr. "YEAH CPR." The teen continued to glare. I don't deserve this, I didn't even get my kiss! 

  I walked up to the bat, looked him straight (gAy) in the eyes and pulled his head down to my height. "Mate?" William asked. I was about to kiss him FINALLY when I was flung across the room by a dark brownish-purple bat wing. "SQUEAK!!!" 

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