Chapter Six

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(Sqaishy)

"Joseph." I said to Amy that night. God, those brown curls. "I just wanted to run my hands through his hair and I found myself fighting the urge." She giggled. "What?" I asked tilting my head.
"You know why were here right?" Amy asked.
"No." I said.
"Because you two had a spark, and I needed you two to meat! I added Squid to make it less supisious."
"Oh please." I smirked. "Were not the only ones who have a spark."
"Huh?" Amy asked confused.
"Sqamy?" I said with a smirk.
"Please," She laughed a little. "He'd never look at me."
"Seriously, do you see the way he looks at you?" She blushed. "I thought so. Goodnight Amy."
"Goodnight Sqaishy."

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