Helping or Hurting

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(Chica)
Bella's eyes are hard as stone. Her fists clenched tight which makes her tan skin look pale white. Foxy hides me behind him. Like protecting me was his life mission.
"Las you have one s-s-sec-c-on to leave me las and ye old Foxy a-a-lo-o-ne be-f-or-r-e ye old Foxy get-t-s m-m-m-mad," Foxy yells with brutal force.
Bella whines probably finally comprehending Foxy's taken and will not give up.

(Foxy)
Bella runs away with glissoning eyes freshly glossed over.
After a few minutes in silence then Chica started to continue to teach me to cook.

(Bella)
He'll be mine one day sooner or later... I'll make sure of that!

Some time Later...

(Chica)
"See? Not too hard." I smile pulling the fresh pizza from the oven.
"Aye. P-p-pr-r-e-etty easy-y-y-y." Foxy stumbles around his words again.
"Foxy, darling, let Mike check your sound box. Please?" I beg.
"O-o-okay las..." He sighs. I smile encouragingly.
"Good." I reply and pull him to the dinning table.
We munch on the pizza till we were both full.
I wrap the extras in tinfoil and start limping to the door.
"Woah las." Foxy grabs my waist and start to support me as we walk to Pirate's cove.

(Foxy)
I hold Chica to my side as we move towards my room where my best friend takes residence in for now.
We stay silent till we reach the door.
It was perfectly silent so I knock.
"Mattes? Ye there?" I question.
"Shh. He's asleep." Bonnie whispers whipping her purple hair out of her face.
"How's he doing?" Chica asks handing Bonnie the now cold pizza.
"Hopefully good." She sighs the whisper.

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~WR

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