Tintin and Anne

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Anne stood next to Tintin with his arm around her waist. Today she was wearing a yellow sweater and a purple flowy skirt with a brown belt. Underneath she had a pair of shorts. On her feet were a pair of flats.

It was times like these where her heart would flatter when Tintin would have an arm around her. Anne would try to keep a blush down. However since Tintin did this everyday, she learned to do so.

Tintin was looking around seeing the bullet holes that were on the door.

Tomson and Tompson were talking about how try are trying to catch a pickpocket that had possibly had stolen more than hundred wallets within a month. Tintin wasn't paying attention as he was thinking of how close Anne was almost killed. He didn't like that she was being shot at and that she was injured. Lately he had growing feeling for Anne that he didn't realize he had. When he realized that the detectives stopped talking he said, " sorry what?

" the pickpocket," Tompson said.

Tintin nodded in understanding.

"That pickpocket had picked his last pocket," Tomson said.

Anne giggled at the tongue twister.

They said they came up with an idea that tied a rubber band to their wallets and coats.

Tintin went to take one of their wallets and commented that they were resourceful.

"What a good idea detectives'" Anne said.

The detectives said their goodbyes.

Tintin watched as they left.

"Anne, what do you think of this?" Tintin said, referring to the Unicorn story.

" I don't know but I have a feeling that something going to ....happen," Anne said, realizing how close Tintin was to her.

They stared at each other , foreheads almost touching. They leaned in when Snowy started to bark. They jumped and moved away from each other with blushes creeping up in their faces.

"What is it Snowy?" Tintin asked.

Snowy kept waking away.

"Stay here ,Anne" Tintin said.

Anne was about to protest but the look in his eyes told her not to argue.

He followed the white terrier. As she waited , a sailor came up to her.

" Hey lass,how much do I pay you for some fun?" He smiled.

She scowled.

"Sorry sir but I'm not sale at all!" She responded.

He smile faltered, " we'll it looks like that I got to take you forcibly."

Her eyes widen and she started to run into her home away from the man however he grabbed her waist and covered her mouth with a cloth. The smell from it was sweet. She tried not to inhale it but she couldn't help but to fall asleep.

Tintin came back talking to him self after losing his wallet to the famous pickpocket .

" we lost the clue but she haven't lost the story. Karaboujoun. It's an Armenian word," he said.

As he turned into his home , the man stopped him and said that there is a crate for him. Tintin turned around to see it and the man attacked him with the sweet smelling cloth. Tintin realized too late that Anne was in the crate as he fell into it.

Snowy followed the truck with his masters in it. He got into trouble with a fire truck , a herd of cows and a bike ride.

Tintin woke up with two men looking for something on him. He heard Anne yelling at them , saying that they are sons of bastards and that they should not treat her like a toy to be played with. Groggily, he started to ask " where's what?"

Suddenly there was a loud ping.

It was Sakerine.

He started to ask Tintin about the slip of paper that he and Anne found.

Anne was glaring at the man in red. Very faintly , there was a red handprint on her face. When Tintin saw it,was angry at the situation.

They brought Anne into this and now they are going to pay the price for that.