Partners In Crime

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"Look what I got!" Valkyrie squealed as she hopped into the Bentley.

"What did you get?" Skulduggery asked. Valkyrie grinned, and reached into her pocket, pulling out two bracelets.

"Aren't they cute?!" She exclaimed.

"Why Valkyrie?"

"What do you mean 'why Valkyrie?' They're adorable!"

Skulduggery groaned. "I hope you don't expect me to wear that..."

"Yes! I do! It's what I got them for you idiot!"

"No."

"Aww come on! Don't be a buzzkill! Here..."

Valkyrie reached out for his arm but he jerked it away.

"Oi!" She yelled.

"I am not wearing that," Skulduggery said gruffly.

"Please? For me?" Valkyrie held her hands out in front of her and stuck out her bottom lip. Her eyes went wide.

"That's not going to work," Skulduggery said.

Valkyrie started to move her bottom lip and he sighed.

"Stop it..."

She started whimpering, and he sighed again.

"Fine..."

"Yay!" She squeaked, reaching out for his arm and clipping the bracelet around his wrist. She did the same to herself.

"They look so cute!" She exclaimed, a wide grin on her face.

"Oh yes, very cute. What are the criminals going to think?"

"Whatever they want!" Valkyrie answered. "What really matters is that we are..."

"Don't say it."

Valkyrie grinned and opened her mouth wider.

"Don't..."

"Partners in crime!" She finished.

"Good god..." Skulduggery muttered.

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