"Brief" Plan

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(small swearing warning but it's censored)

"AH SHOOT, AH SHOOT, AH SHOOT, AH SHOOT!" Tony runs down town to go home, but then instead of muttering 'one, two, one, two', now he's quietly screaming 'ah shoot, ah shoot' hoping Winnie didn't notice her teddy was missing.

He finally arrives in front of his house. There are lights on in the living room. Ah shoot.

Should I go in? Should I stay out more? What if she scolds me? The worst thing that could happen is breaking up. Yeah getting scolded wouldn't be that bad as breaking up.

After a bunch of other random thoughts, Tony saw that the living room windows were open. He knew what he would do.

"YOU (BEEP)!" Winnie barges out of the house

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"YOU (BEEP)!" Winnie barges out of the house. Ah shoot.

"Hello Winnie-, I can explain where I w-was-.(?)" Tony's statement sounded more like a question. "I mean- at least your teddy is safe." Winnie smacks her forehead, grabs Tony's wrist and walks into the house.

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Winnie's POV:

I nearly had a heart attack when I realized my teddy wasn't here, I thought I was having a heart attack when I realized Tony wasn't here. Now here we are, in the living room, I'm just waiting for him to explain. He's probably waiting for me too, so I guess I'll start.

"Sooo, where were you?" I asked, trying to keep my voicing stern, but it sort of sounds like it's slowly cracking, as if I'm about to cry.

"Er, Winnie? Are you crying?" Dang it.

"Just answer my question."

"Um... therapy.(?)" I can't tell if that's a question or a statement, but it's one of Tony's habit's when he gets too nervous.

"Really?"

"Er- yeah"

"Is it because of what happened three days ago?"

"Yeah.." That's when my chest felt heavy, my bottom lip sort of vibrated, my nose and eyes were tingly. Then my face feels wet from tears. "Winnie you sure you're not really crying? Come on, don't worry. It was only a brief talk, nothing too personal." Now I'm on Tony's shoulder, slowly wetting it.

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Tony's POV:

"It was only a brief talk, nothing too personal." Sounds like an excuse, but I really mean it. It's quite small now. But it's gonna get even bigger once I do go to Eliot's lair. Yep, I decided to go to see him. But I need one more person to help me with that. This conversation might end up awkward but it might actually help Eliot and maybe even me and my brothers. So I slowly poke Winnie's cheeks.

"Well, I need someone to help me 'save' the town." That sounded childish but I mean it this time too.

"What is it?", Winnie looks up, her eye extra sparkly from the tears.

"I decided to go to Octonaughty." Winnie stares at me shocked.

"You're not getting kidnapped, are you?"

"Ah don't worry, he didn't torture me or anything. I'm just gonna have a small talk with him and I need one more person to help me." Winnie stares at me. "I'll take that as a yes. Your role is to find Octoman and get him to go to The Terrible Trio's Lair and get them to talk it out and we're finished. So what do you think about it?" I look down at my shoulders. Oh, she's asleep. Gotta explain it later I guess.

(A/N: I'd like to thank PoetryMist for enjoying this and being my first supporter! THANK YOU! I mean it!)

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