(Dark's POV)
I suddenly heard my phone ring. "Hold on a second, let me answer that." I said to him. I checked who it was, it was my old friend, Abe, calling from the afterlife. "Hello? Why are you calling me?" I told him quietly so that Wil wouldn't hear.
"Have you tracked him down yet? Have you imprisoned him yet?" He asked. "Well yes but, we were in the middle of something." I replied. "Oh? What were you in the middle of, Hm?" He said to me. "I'd, uhm, rather not say." I said back. "Don't tell me you fell in love with the criminal." He said it in a way of disappointment. "I- What- No! Well, maybe?" I replied, embarrassed by the fact that it was true. "Well, he does that to people, to get out of trouble. Don't fall for it." I knew how to respond to this. "Well, I'm about to imprison him, if you know what I mean," I could hear his 'ughhhh' from the other side of the phone. "What the fuck-" but then I hung up.Word count: 186
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FanfictionJust another Darkstache short story / fanfic, I'm obsessed at this point.