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Fievel or Filly is a 6 year old who lives on the dirty streets in Birmingham. He is very smart and sneaky. Having to live on the streets he has survived by stealing from people and shops. One day he was running away from the coppers and fi...
(Filly's P.O.V.) Cops where surrounding me as most of them praised each other for catching me. Coppers from all over Birmingham had tried to catch me and eventually succeeded when I arrived in Small Heath. "You might have handcuffed me, but I won't end up in a cell" I told them cocky. All of them stopped laughing amongst themselves and looked at me. One of the most confident ones walked up to me and grabbed my collar before pulling me closer to his face. "You think you have all the power. But guess what? You don't, but we have" he threatened with a smirk. I showed a cocky smile back at him "you so sure about that?" And my eyes traveled over his shoulder to someone walking up to the building.
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"You think Mr Shelby is going to help you, you little parasite" the copper said with a chuckle shaking me. "I think he will" I replied smirking, "why dont you enlighten us, boy" he sneered. "I hear they call him the King of Birmingham" I began to explain, all the copper looked at each other in agreement of my statement. "Well, they call me the Prince of Birmingham". Everyones eyes went wide as realization hit them. They tried denying it, trying to tell themselves I was lying. "You're lying" the cop snarled but even he sounded scared. "Good evening, gentlemen" the powerfull voice of my father said through the room. Everyone froze and slowly turned their heads to face him. "I came her for my son" he calmly stated while nodding towards me, "well... Uh... Im sorry.... But you can't" another one said with a stutter. Dad rasied an eyebrow in question "and why not?". "He was arrested on the account of murders and money laundering" another stated. Behind us a door opened up and out walked the chief of police. "Ah, I see you have arrived, Mr Shelby" the chief said greeting my father. He then turned to the copoers whi surrounded me. "Officer Karlay, uncuff this young man, he is free to go" the chief said, much to disagreement of everyone around me. But the chief quickly cutt everyone off. "We have no real evidence on him. So he is free to go". I chuckled as the handcuffs where removed from my wrist. "Told you, lads" I said to the coppers as I walked past them. Dad followed me outside. "On accounts of murder and money laundering?" He questioned with a laugh, "was actually multiple murders and I wouldn't call it money laundering" I said walking doen the steps as I rubbed my wrist. "Then what do you call it?" He asked curious. "Smurfing. It sounds more innocent". He chuckled and shook his head as we continued our way to the car. "So why did you make the chief call me if you knew you would walk free?" He asked and stopped right before the car. I turned ro face him. "I'm not walking all that way to the house" I said laughing, "so I'm your taxi now is it?" Dad laughed at me
(Tommy's P.O.V.) I watched Fievel think for a second. "Shelby taxi service. It has a nice ring to it, don't you think" he smirked with an identical one to my own smirk. "Just get in" I told him motioning him to get in. He walked to the passenger side an opened it before stopping in his tracks. "Who is this?" He asked looking in the backseat towards Grace. I introduced her to him. "Fievel, this is Grace. Grace this is my son Fievel". Grace extended her hand "pleasure meeting you, Fievel". Filly didnt shake her hand nor said anything to her. Just glared at her with suspision before deciding to actually sit beside her in the back of the car.
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I could tell Grace was slightly uncomfortable with how Fievel acted. Especially when he talked Romani to me while looking at her. "So is she one of your whores?" Filly asked in Romani. I glared at him through the back mirror. He showed that devilish smirk at me, before turning towards Grace and asking her that same question. "Fievel" I scolded him. Fievel just chuckled and looked at me while telling us he was only joking. "It's alright, Thomas" Grace said with a smile.
(Filly's P.O.V.) I turned towards the woman. "He's just jealous. I understand. It must be hard to see the man he calls his father with a woman for the first time" she said sweetly while turning towards me. I felt anger rise in my stomach and I leaned forward "Im not jealous. I just dont trust you" I snarled. "Darling, I will not take your father away from you, dont worry" Grace said and smiled at me before getting out with dad.
