Chapter 51

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Chapter 51

Here we go! Another shortie on the arrival.

Warning: OOC, random craziness, past dark abuse, many other troubles if mention, cursing, killing, dark themes, sexual interaction and themes, racism mention, stuff children/teen shouldn't do, profanity, self-harm, suicidal moments, cheating, violence, smoking, drugs, alcohol, guns mention, animal death, cringe, bullying, yandere, musical/singing moments and bad flirts.

Error/Moxxie speaking

Voices/Text/Flashback

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"You trying to distract me?"

"Takes a lot to distract you."

Striker glance to the side of Moxxie leaning out of the small portal. Eyes looking out at the mansion in their bored gaze. Striker, one eye looks back at the mansions in one scope binocular.

He is on alert doing his job.

"What you do today?"

"I done some grocery shopping. Clean up some eyeballs staining the walls outside." Look relieved, happy when they did that. Felt it too from the touch of their strings. Guess that eyeballs saw too much. They did have to watch those rats eat those sinners.

"Huh bet that was tiresome." Some punks must have done graffiti art. See enough of those around don't need to add art to it.

"She asleep."

"While listening to music."

He found so many ways he could have easily broken in. If he still was doing the hit. So, many ways to blast that, Prince. A bonus would have been the ex if she was still there. The downside wouldn't get paid unless someone else did the hit. Yet, it was still a Blue blood down

Doesn't say any of that to upset Moxxie.

Look at them just leaning out the portal. He reaches over to pet their head. "If Blitz sends me another horse meme or horse toy. I'm taking back the Birthday gift."

"You're lucky he hasn't realized he could portal to get to Bomb."

"Which I like to ask for my really early. Birthday gift."

"It'll be fine. Plus, he would have to get past security."

"My horse, you mom, the ass, or the dog."

Hand them a snack of beef jerky. "The rats would be insulted you didn't think of them."

"I should get one those buggers for you as a pet for you." Stop petting their hair and take the snack.

"What that Moxxie? Go find the Mariachi band to make a ballad song for your Birthday song? Why of course anything for the great amazing StriMPF!" Moxie falls backwards on the couch as Striker tail pushes them back.

He twitches as he finished the rest of his snack. Did not want to think of those four little fan-club stalkers. Worst. If they got another statue.

Lift his scope to distract himself and look at the ground of the house. "Any word of the wedding."

"Plan so far be engaged for a year." Still leaning out. "Got a few ideas. Do want a small gathering to say the vows. After that a possible party."

"In Pride."

"Ivy made it clear if it was possible would have like to have done it in Wrath."

"Other points my in book." Lower the scope down. Pull a leaf off the tree branch. Twirl it around as you look at it. "IMP seems to be fairing."

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