Brownie was sitting on the steps, outside, her white fluffy tail swishing along the wooden steps. Wheatley was thinking, then he caught a glimpse of something shiny. He got a better view, and it was a safe.
Mother's Safe!
It probably had something useful, right? If only..Oh yeah! He remembered the code. He walked over to it, and opened it. Money...Lots of it.
Money. Mother saved this much?! He stared, and took it. The money was in one huge stack..Combine that with what E and Wheatley both made...Rich! They would be rich! Wheatley put it back in, and closed the safe. Maybe for bills later.
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Wheatley stared at the wall. E was crying softly.
"Dead. She's dead."
"Who?" Wheatley asked.
"Brownie...She's dead. Dogs got her.."
"And you said you hated her!"
"I loved that cat too!" E screamed, hugging his knees. Wheatley sat on his bed, staring at the brown painted ceiling.
What now?
(A/N: I am SO SORRY this chapter is short. This is the end. Let me know if you want me to write another story on these 2! Remember, this is just a short story. I do have plans for ANOTHER book. But......I don't know. Opinions?
Thanks,
Alli.)
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AdventureGo through the story of 2 young siblings who had a poor life in England. With E, and Wheatley, What could POSSIBLY go wrong? Anyway, After their mother divorced their Father, they have been living life like any other kids. Abusive Mother to one of...
