~Ch.28.5~

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   "Fresh, one of these days, I'm gonna get strong and brave, and I'll run away. Run away from all of this pain and suffering."

"An' on dat day, Deccy bro, I'll be dere wit' 'cha."

"Deccy?" A jolt. Fresh sat up and grabbed Decans' hand, pulling him to a sitting position and rubbing his back. "Dec, it's ok, it was jus' a dream."

"F-Fresh, these a-are happy tears."

"Happy tears?"

"H-heh heh. Do y-you remember the p-promise you made that o-one night when y-you came through my w-window and saw m-me beat up?" A nod. "You kept it, F-Fresh." A hug.  A tear. A happy tear.

"I neva break a promise, Dec."

"Can I a-ask for another promise?"

"Sure, anythin fer you."

"Promise me y-you won't leave me?" A tear. Not happy.  A hand squeeze. Fresh's tears. Not happy.  Another hug. Purple face. Yellow face.

"I promise."

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It's short, ye.
It's all I got time for.
I'll update soon. Enda summer.
Keep on keepin on an I'll see ya on da flip side.
-Oopa Out!

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