Would you rescue me? Would you get my back?
Would you take my call when I start to crack?
Would you rescue me?
Would you rescue me?
Would you rescue me when I'm by myself?
When I need your love, if I need your help
Would you rescue me?
Would you rescue me?We don't talk much, not anymore
Broken bottles and slammin' doors
But we still care about each other
Say we care about each other
I know life took us far away
But I still dream 'bout the good old days
When we took care of each other
We were livin' for each otherRescue Me by One Republic
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Are you free? Seems to me you are taking the chains around your neck as a purpose rather than a curse. You proud of the blood in your hands, without realizing that is what is drowning you.
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"PYROMANIA WOULD TURN YOU KITTEN TO KRISP!"
"ChatteBlanche, Ladyblanche! Bug! I mean Chat! This is confusing... Take care of the gunmen and I will handle pyromania!"
Jump into ground level, a gun is pointed at me. Like if that is going to do much.
It shoots, I dodge... but out of it not a bullet but feathers come out. Seems like I ended up in the wrong carnival.
"You know regular bullets don't do anything, so really feathers? What do you expect that is going to d-"
As my words leave my mouth I feel a tingle, an uncomfortable sensation. Oh no...
ACHOOOOOOOOOOO!
ACHOOOOU!ACH0000O0O0O0O0O0O0OIJR933IENLHFPJUHQFWBOWBFOWEHFO
**he sneezes okay? does that make sense? good. Keep reading.**
Pigeons feathers? Ok how did they know I was allergic to that! No matter I punch the dude who shot me with feathers.
More feathers can be seen getting dropped onto my level from the upper balconies.... They are burying me in a sea of feathers!
ACHOOO!
There are bags of fluffy feather are emptied on to me. They aren't all pigeons but this is madness, where did they even get that many pigeons? How much did they pay Mr Ramier the pigeon guy? Is there a Ramier in this universe too?
ACHOOO! I CANNOT BE FIGHTING IN THIS CONDITION!
"Time for a switch kitty!" I see LB doing a backflip from a platform and taking out the armed people that surrounds me. I beside to jump onto the plate-form and let Ladyblanche deal with those dudes. As I run, I come face to face with pyromania.
"Kit-Kat came back to play I see. Well watch out for the flicker Cat, don't get to close!" And with that he aims his wrist at me and his flame throwers rages flames towards me. I manage to stay at a clear distance from them, but the dark smoke is slowly limiting my vision.
A rematch
Can't let him get away this time
For the tenant, that I admittedly never picked up his name.
He activates his flamethrowers and aims at me at full charge. The problem for him is that we are in a big open space this time, and not an hallway of an apartment. I got more moving space, this is my battlefield. As such I dodge the flames with ease.
Predictable
I run towards him, closing the distance in between us.
"AH SCREW YOU ####" I scream. I stomp on his boot, knowing it wouldn't do anything, but I use it as I propulse myself and land a kick right in his helmet. With a couple of milliseconds on my side, I decide to Cataclysm at his face.
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Whitewashed Dreams (A Chat blanc Story)
FanfictionA Chat Blanc story, fits in canon and it takes an alternative Chat Blanc, from a timeline where Ladybug didn't go back, or forward, to save him. Fortunately, this Chat shows up in our main universe, and need to learn how to love, trust and love agai...