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She goes into the other room and starts searching. I sit on the blood stain couch ,and bandage up my wound. I walk over to the next room to bandage emily. The bite must be bleeding since its from the shears. I see her on the floor trying to hide something. What do you got their ."nothing ". Come on show me what it is. " no because you will kill it". I push her out the way , and see a baby shear. What the fuck is wrong with you. "It was alone we killed its family I wanted to see if its hurt". "Can we keep it ". Hell no it will kill you when it has the chance. I pull out my pistol , and aim at its head she gets in front of it like a human shield. "If it comes to the point we have to kill it I'll do it . just can we keep it for now". Fine we can keep it but you have balls for considering to keep it as a pet."girls don't have balls you dumb ass ". You know what I meant . let me patch up your arm. I wrap it gently so it won't hurt."hey don't put it so damn tight". Sorry what. I tighten it a little more. Finished. So what are you gonna name her? " it's a boy ,and I haven't thought of a name yet". What about fish? "Fish"? "This use to be a cat you know".well the name fish has a nice ring to it. "Fish does sound cute". " well if we have no objections fish it is". Your not a judge but great. If u can really tame this cat maybe u can tame me a phantom. She looks at me and gives me a fake smile. Well I guess we better head out get that blanket for the shear before we go.

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