<pre class="commentbubble reverse" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 16.799999237060547px; margin: 12px 116px 0px 24px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; border: 1px solid #c2c2c2; padding: 8px; min-height: 40px; color: #333333; border-top-left-radius: 5px; border-top-right-radius: 5px; border-bottom-right-radius: 5px; border-bottom-left-radius: 5px; box-shadow: #cccccc -1px -1px 2px; text-align: start; width: 419px;">A/N: This is WalkingBlasphemy. My dear co-writer insists that I continue the cliffhanger in the previous chapter. so I shall do so. lol.
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*Aspen*
"You do, too, Aspen,"
I sighed and rolled over again to face him. "I.. just met you, though.. you guys don't understand just how much of a burden Scotland and I will be.. especially me.." I felt my eyes water. I immediately reached up to cover my face, but Pogo grabbed my wrist mid-movement.
"Don't cry.. you're not a burden to us.. I mean, I can see how you'd think so.. with us being so.. scary.. But, no.. no, you're not a burden."
"Not yet," I corrected, looking up to make eye contact with him. He frowned at me and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me to his chest and resting his head over mine.
"Well.. we live for the present, right? And right now, I'd say I'm just glad you guys are off the streets and somewhere you can be protected.. if even for a little while."
"If.. if there's anything I've learned in the last few years.. it's that you're never protected.. ever. The monsters in your closet will find a way out. The goblin under your bed won't hide forever."
I felt him laugh softly. "You're right, Aspen. They won't. Instead, they grow up and turn into big and scary men like us."
"Something like that," I yawned quietly and my eyelids began to close. He started rubbing my shoulder lightly, and I was already asleep when I swore I heard him mutter "I love you" just so that I could hear it.</pre>
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