British kids!

Meeting Biddy

 (So, this book will be completely in the third person. Nobody will POV, and it'll just be a narrator. I may do a random POV for holidays, but I will be doing third person for the actual story! Yes. I'm making so many books because I want to. Though I may focus on only a few specifically at once.)

There were three British kids. They all had met in one of the most confusing ways possible. Estella Havisham, Herbert Pocket, and Phillip Pirrup. They were all in London. The three had been from England, but now they lived in London. Phillip and Pocket were proper gentlemen, and Estella was a proper fair lady. The three were a fine Trio. Estella and Phillip were dating. Pocket was their best friend. Estella and Phillip weren't exactly the best couple, but you could understand how they worked out.

(Watch the episode 'Pip' of South Park. I cannot for the life of me explain how the hell they met without sounding insane. Here it's a link for the episode! Copy it then paste into an empty google page. Unless you've seen the episode. Then you understand why I can't explain it. Also I'm incorporating the 'handler' nickname Pocket gives Phillip in the actual 'Great Expectations' Yes I find them having that friendship, instead of the South Park one only. It seems so canon and so cute for them to give each other nicknames based on their backgrounds. Pocket will be given a nickname by Phillip, that I made up by the way.)

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Estella and Phillip both were walking with their hands intertwined. They both were taking a walk through London. They just wanted to have some time to themselves, and now they did. They walked past a park, a police station, some streets, restaurants, little candy shops, and various other businesses. Maybe they'd stop at one of them, Phillip might've been gone to the florist to buy some flowers for Estella. That was what he was thinking, and he'd make sure they were the best flowers that the florist had, since Estella didn't have a favorite specific flower. They were just enjoying their company with one another. Until they both heard a shout. This immediately made the both of them gasp. Phillip looked at Estella and Estella stared back at Philip. The two then let go of each others hands and ran to the source of the scream. It was a young girl being chased after by a random stranger who was in his late fifties or so. Phillip ran over to the young girl. She and he both were hidden at the end of the pathway. Estella made sure the three of them weren't visible to the disgusting individual. The girl was about the same age as Phillip, Pocket or Estella. Maybe a year or two younger. Phillip then grabbed the girls hands gently and asked if she was alright. The girl nodded in response. Then Phillip led the girl to Estella, whom of which was a six inch distance from them. Then Estella took the girls hand gently, and hid the young girl and herself from the male. Phillip had made sure the man didn't see them, and then he made his way to the fifty year old vile pedophile. Phillip led the man to the supposed 'young girl' but instead got him to the police station nearby and made sure the male was arrested. Phillip honestly was a bit afraid but he didn't let that show a bit.

"Young one, are you quite alright? Are you safe?" Estella spoke these words in a hushed manner. Philip had been walking back to them, then noticed the girl was clinging onto Estella. Estella was just looking with worry at the girl.

"He- he tried to make me do things for him!" Estella and Phillip both held in vomit when they heard that. The manipulation and perverted scum of the world. Of course. Estella didn't know what to do, and that was evident to Phillip. Then Phillip softly held his hands out, and Estella gave the girl over. Philip then placed his hat onto the little girls head and slowly hummed as he hugged onto her. It was a comforting hug. The young girl cried and cried. Estella sighed and just went to find a tele. She found one about a block away. She then placed a quarter in the red telephone box and called Pocket.