THIS THANG

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P.S: Tony is normal. Paige is italic.
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*Paige and Tony fighting. Paige gets pinned to the floor by Tony who disarmed her...somehow.*

I wish it was different, I really do.
But if one of us is to die, it's going to be you.

You think this is over? You think I am beat?
Come a bit closer, my nails you shall meet.

Stubborn as always, might I add.
Admit it, I'm winning, and that is that.

Foolish as always, not much difference there.
You haven't even seen all the weapons I bear.

Really Miss Paige? One more surprise?
Well, make it quick. Stop wasting my time.

Oh, Tony dear! Are YOU curious now?
Am I that tempting? If I could, I would bow.

On with it, darling. I've no time to spare.
If you don't recall, you're the one worse for wea-

*Paige pulls Tony down and kisses him. Tony's grip on his sword slightly relaxes and Paige swipes the sword from him. Paige points the sword at his heart, gives him one more kiss, and stabs him through the heart. Tony later wakes up in his bed with Paige snuggle in his chest. He kisses her forehead and falls back asleep.*

            THE END

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This is crap. I know it. Bai.

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