After the Blackout...

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Lucy's POV
"What did you just call me?" I ask.

"A cutie." Andy said, giving me, if I daresay, the sly brow.

My eyes formed a icy cold glare.
"Nobody..." I said, getting up. "Especially bad boys, calls me CUTIE!!!"

"Wait, don't!" I heard Flames shout but he was too late. I already brought a fist up. But Andy was smarter than me and this was my first fight.

He grabbed my wrists and twirled me around, putting a arm around my neck. I knew I was stuck.

"Grrr!!" I heard Flames growl. "Let her go, Andy!"

"Make me, chicken!" I heard Andy retort.

"Nobody calls me chicken!" Flames said.

And with that, he punched Andy in the face making Andy fall backwards and he laid motionless on the ground.

I, too, was shocked.

The world started spinning.

And soon, I blacked out.
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I wake up to see me sitting in the passenger's seat of Flames's Mustang.

"Well, morning Sleeping Beauty." he teased.
"I thought it would be hours when you'd wake up."

I rub my eyes.

"How long have I been out, Flames?" I ask.

"Just about two hours. Oh yeah, and I took care of Fuzzy's men back there."

Meanwhile...
Andy and the other henchmen are tied to a pole, completely knocked out and unconscious.

"Oh, so what happened back there? And oh, my head aches so badly!" I complained.

Flames pulled over to a gas station. "You know what? For a Princess, you sure are hard to please."

"Now, how does that relate to what I just said?"

"Trust me. It's relatable." Flames said, getting out of the Mustang.

I just shrugged and folded my arms over my chest.

Flames's POV
After getting gas, I headed inside the store to get some snacks and stuff. Lucy and I had had a rough day.

I was just about to walk inside the store when I see someone with a black cap and shades on. To add to my dismay, he also had a gold chain necklace on.

I was so tempted to call him Eminem.

"Hey, you!" he said.

I pointed to myself as if I was surprised.
"Me?"

He nodded. "Yeah you!"

He came over.
"Are you Flames Pond?" he asked.

"How'd you... er, I mean, who?"

"Don't be foolish! Don't you remember me, Flames?" he asked.

He had a cigar in his mouth and he blew a smoke puff, making me cough a bit.

Just then, I immediately remembered his name.

"Ah, Will!" I say nervously. "I remember you! I can see your eye is still bruised from... our... last... encounter...???"

My voice rose in fear near the end of this.

"Yeah, and you still owe me!" he said, pinning me to the wall.

"Owe you what exactly?"

"My pay! Or even better, we can go see Fuzzy Guy."

I roll my eyes. "You're working for Fuzzy Guy?"

"Not exactly. But he says that it'd be worth it."

I was confused. "Worth what?"

"No more questions!" he barked.

I gulped. I was sure in for it.
And at that same moment, I saw more of Fuzzy's henchmen.

Oh, snap! This is a huge can of worms that I just opened.

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