Chapter 100
Wow 100 chapters and still going! Isn't that crazy? Can't believe how many chapters in and still going.
Warning: OOC, random craziness, Error past dark abuse, many other troubles if mention, cursing, killing, dark themes, racism mention, stuff children/teen shouldn't do, profanity, self-harm, suicidal moments, cheating, sexual moments mentioned, violence, smoking, drugs, alcohol, guns mention, animal death, cringe, bullying, yandere, possible musical/singing moments and bad flirts.
Error/Moxxie speak
Voices/flashback/Text
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Striker stared.
"Morning?" Moxxie not staring at him. Use their hand to comb and gather their hairup. Then grab the ribbon to put it in the low side ponytail.
Striker kept staring.
"Rattles?"
Spiral stare.
"What? Is there something on my face?"
Tail not rattling.
"I will throw this chair at you. If you don't start speaking."
"My, my been awhile I seen your hair down." Seriously! That's his first line! Get it together Striker!
"Gets in the way of work with work." Hair back in their style and pick their glasses back up.
"Like your broken glasses."
"Once the glass shatters off. Then I'll get new ones."
"Seriously how are you even looking through those now?"
"Not that bad."
The glass decided to shatter and fall down.
"..."
"..."
"..."
"Don't say it."
"I'm not the one about to hear some bitching from the Boss Man."
Moxxie rolled their eyes and put them down. Then pull out a glasses case from the inside of their coat. Open it up. An extra pair already there. Put the destroyed pair in the case. Even scoop up the shatter glass inside the glasses case. Then put the case back inside the jacket.
"Are you serious?"
"Hi, serious- "
"Critter I will toss you, along with that chair you're sitting on, out the window. If you even dare finished that."
"..."
"Huh that actually work."
"Hi serious I'm about to work you to the bone." Quickly jump out the chair on to the table. As Striker lungs at them.
"GET BACK HERE!"
"Nope!"
"YOU DESERVE YOUR ASS BEAT!"
"DON'T GOT ONE SO SHOULD KICK YOUR OWN ASS!"
"STOP MAKING EXCUSES!"
The pair running in circles in the meeting room. Random parkour jumps on the walls and the table. Somehow the window hasn't broke.
It was stupid. Both of them thinking the same thing. Yet, at the same time fun. Like it was being themselves as kids again.
Just extra violent, less rats and lack of wild west nature.
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Error wanted rest! Not be a Imp...Oh well (Discontinued read description.)
Fanfiction(This story is discontinued. There is a 2.0 Version updated.) Error jumps in the void. He thought hurray rest, freedom, and a big middle finger to Fate. But nope instead he is given a new chance. A new beginning. As Moxxie the Imp. The assassin weap...
