The Journey to The World of Fantasy (alphabet lore)

Chapter 7: Meet the British Person

Gabriel POV,

"Who are you to call me like that?" Edwin yelled on the phone while I just rolled my eyes. "Bye, Edwin." I said without an explanation. Gosh, I really hated that guy. I never liked him in my life since we were just kids. Just because of our crush for Faye. I took my guitar to play a sad song again. A guy in a top hat just sat next to me, and I moved away from him, since I don't know him. He looked at me and asked, "Uhh, good morning sir. Have you seen my girlfriend? She is Canadian with a black jacket, a ponytail, and a letter F." He had a deep British accent. "Umm. No. I'm Gabriel by the way." I said. He took a deep breath and said, "The name's Lance, and I moved from London to this city. Do you know Faye?" What!? He knows Faye even though I don't know him? I know all of her friends, but I don't know this guy. "Uhh, sir. I do know Faye, but what's your relationship with her and do you have any friends that I might know?" I asked. He just sighed and replied, "First off, you don't know me. Second off, I know Michael and his team very much. Third off, I am the recent leader of the LMNOP club. And lastly, Faye is my girlfriend." My mouth fell open in shock. He is their recent leader?! And worse, Faye's boyfriend?! No, no. I must be dreaming. "Are you really sure Faye is your girlfriend?" I asked again for confirmation. And he nodded. No way! Why didn't Faye told anything about him? I am proud, but I thought about something. I pulled Lance on his shirt and said, "Make sure you don't leave her, or I'll k*ll you with my violin string." He shrieked out and nodded. Z knows every fate.

Lance POV,

I hate that guy! He just warned me that he didn't know I was already a father to her baby. She was just carrying it in her belly, making me overprotective to her. We were also married, and no one knows that but Rhodriguel.

I walked down the street when someone jumpscared me. "OH THE FRICK!" I yelled furiously. "Sorry, it was my fault. I thought you were a villain." Wait, Oscar? "Oscie! Long time, no see." I said. "Lance! How's your life in London?" He asked curiously. "It was great. Getting your hands in a one-sided toast, a good old cupcake, and most especially, a cup of tea with a block of sugar." I replied, very satisfied with my life in London. "Seems like you missed so many missions in Boston since you moved to United Kingdom." He reminded. "Wait! How many did I miss?!" I yelled confusingly. "Hah! Don't worry, we already did it." He said and I gave a sigh of relief. I wonder where my wife is.

Word count: 494.
I am very proud of Faye and Lance. Congrats!