Feather and nails disagreement

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It was another day.. two days since Broomer's demise. I look out the window nail and feather have a small disagreement. I knew it was nothing or so I thought.

(POV: Mango)

Nail and feather were disagreeing on something. I was hugging onto SBB, still shaken by the night before.. I look at him, his shark fin wiggling and his tail wagging like a dog. I smiled at him, a real smile.

(POV: feather)

Stupid brat! he always disagrees with the feather! the correct and smartest person here! He's so stupid! he should've died instead of broomer.. no, he shouldn't have.. he's just 12.. (12 forever..) I look at him and playfully grab his neck and begin shaking him. He was whining and crying. Until a snap of a bone filled the air. And nails voice halted.. he was.. no no no!

I KILLED NAIL!!

(POV: mango)

I heard a snap and his whining stopped. I looked at feather and nail and nails neck was.. snapped. I ran over to feather and the already dead nail. I grabbed him, "NAIL WAKE UP!! Cmon!!"

"I.. I'm sorry mango.." feather cried..

"WAKE UP.. I FAILED YOU NAIL.. PLEASE.. I LOVE YOU TOO MUCH.. NAIL PLEASE.."

I fell to the ground still clutching nails body. I began crying. I can't loose him.. I can't loose my boy!!

 I can't loose my boy!!

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(POV: latte)

I watched mangos panic. I just realized as I look at nail. He's gone too.. I lost my best friend and my brother. "No.. more deaths.. please.." I can't loose anymore people I love..

(POV: nail)

I groaned, looking down I saw my body and mango hugging it. I realized I was dead.. my neck was bleeding. I felt so much pain.. I wanted to die.. again
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Rule 3.. never talk
Nail was a bright and cheery kid.. he loved everything and everyone. But he loved talking! but now he has a hatred in his heart.. for feather. Talking around him, makes him think he hears feather.. so be quiet!

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