(Picture of Seven and plushie Six, for one part of the story)
Seven's POV:
I was sitting in the cafeteria. They gave me bread, yet I didn't eat it. I wasn't hungry at the moment.....that's all. Then, I heard a loud sound, it sounded like someone was really, really hungry. I looked over, at my right........o-oh my g-g-god......she was......she was beautiful......I through my loaf of bread to her, and watched her eat it......kinda. Then, she looked over at me. She had a lighter to her face, and she was smiling. Her smile.....it was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. At that moment......nothing else mattered to me.....I had to have her.....I needed her.....and I would have her.
*time skip*
(Still Seven's POV):
I finally found her.....yes, we're both trapped in a cage, but hey! It works. Wait.....is she.....waking up? Nows my time! "Hey!" I whispered. "Its me, the one who gave you that loaf of bread, remember?" "Yeah, I remember," her voice is so angelic!!! Emotionless, but angelic! "Thank you...." She said. "O-Oh. Your w-welcome, by the way, names Seven. Some call me the "Runaway Kid", but you can call me Seven," or your future husband. I smiled at her. "Yeah, thanks....I'm Six." She said. Wait, Six, Seven......we were meant to be together. I studied her features, maybe I could make a small plush of her......I know how to knit. Wait, who's grabbing my cage?! No, no, no! Six, my love, wait for me! I just have to escape from here, and I'll be good......
*Ever he's running*
Okay.... I think I got away, now.....let's see if I can find any utensils to make a Six plushie.....ah! Here we go!
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There, done! It looks so good....I've got every detail. From her bare feet, to her smile. Everything. Yes, it's not as gorgeous as her, but it's better than nothing. Now, onto trying to find her.
*Time skip to when Six is near the chefs*
Ah! There she is...wait....is she eating a rat...? Huh.....but I mean, if she's into it, so am I! I go over to her. "Hi, Six! How are you?" I asked her, clinging onto her arm. "Why are you here?" She asked, in a monotone voice. "Well, I'm running away, and so are you. Let's runaway and try to find a way out of this place together,"No. I'm doing this alone. I don't need you, or anyone for that matter, to help me. I can do this on my own," She said, starting to walk away. "W-Wait! Please, Six?!" I grabbed her sleeve, tugging it. (Btw, he hid the Six plush in his jacket) She looked at me, startled, then her expression turned into an irritated one. "I. Said. No. I don't need you. Leave me alone. I can handle this on my own. The only thing you'll do, is hold me back," then, she slapped my hand off her sleeve, and ran away. I ran after her, silently so she didn't hear me, or see me, and followed her into the kitchen. I couldn't leave her all alone. What if someone tried to take her from me?! I couldn't allow that! As her future husband, it's my job to take care of her, and make sure no one angers her.
And no one, and I mean no one, is gonna take her from me. She's mine, and mine alone.
Sorry for this being short, I promise it will get better, for the plot! So, see you all next time! Bye!
