(Sequel to Two Gangs and a Golden Girl)
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"If you even think about touching me, I will literally rip off your arm," I growl when Xavier prowls closer. He doesn't stop. His poison green eyes drill into mine.
"I will have you, Marigold, and we will...
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A/N: FIRSTLY, we're on a roll so keep those votes comming people! Please?
Secondly, you're guide to Nessa's accent (again): Ye = you. Yer = your. Yerself = yourself. Mah = my. Mahself = Myself. Hoose = house. Lad = boy. Lassie = girl. (I often remove the 'g' in an 'ing' word.) 'er = her. Bloomin' = blooming (it's like saying damn). 'em = them. Don' = don't. Sunava bitch = Son of a bitch. Wasn' = Wasn't. Vagina = Fud. Dobber = idiot. Hackit = ugly. Jobby = feces. Sum = some. Jus' = just.
Oh and please point out if I don't follow the accent. I'm a little out of practice.
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"Ye know, I swear that dipshit is tryin' his very best to send us in bloomin' circles. I can't take it anymore. Mah patience is runnin' out," I sigh after readin' Xavier's text.
"What's it now?" Daniel asks from the back.
I pull out mah tiny mirror to apply the lipstick I've been tryin' to get on mah damn lips. Through the mirror, I watch Jack and Daniel sittin' patiently with Halloween decorations surroundin' them. I decided this year we're going all out. The lads in the back don' seem pleased.
"Xav needs us at Jane's hoose. Somethin' happened," I answer once mah lipstick is perfect.
"Couldn't we put the decorations in the boot?" Jack whines.
"Hey!" I call out and turn around to face the guys - mah red hair flingin' over mah shoulder. "Ye don' see Paul complainin'."
"But-" Jack tries reasonin'.
"No buts, accept mine, are allowed here! I wish ye were more like Paul," I say and glance at Daniel. "The both of ye," I add.
This time they stay quiet. I return to mah seat and watch the wee little smile grow on Paul's lips. He's in a pretty good mood. Not only is he drivin' his monstrosity of a Jeep, but he's not overthrown with Halloween decorations either. It's a good day for Paul.
Paul takes a turn and heads back to the North-East part of town. Of all days, why does Xav make today difficult? The Halloween party is this weekend and I only have about five days to plan this thing. Even if it's only for a handful of people.
