Three's P.O.V:
I held X under my arm as I hurtled out of the window. Four was following suit not far behind, sprinting like his life depended on it. Well, his love life at least. I ran into a nearby alleyway, hoping it would lead to some familiar street. No luck.
It was a dead end.
Dumpsters lined the sides of the trap, papers and compost littering the gravel ground. As if the plan to escape formed before my very eyes, I leapt onto a dumpster as braced myself to hoist myself up and over the wall nearby. X whimpered, clearly terrified. I glanced behind me to see Four approaching the dumpster at top-speed, sweating and breathing heavily. Pathetic. Then, to my surprise, he slowed to a halt. His eyes locked with X's for a moment and they both nodded. I was confused.
Four snapped his fingers.
Then he turned around,
and walked away.
Leaving X and I... alone.
p e r f e c t .
I quickly hopped the wall with ease, landing gracefully and resuming my run. The location I need to get to was in sight.
The Equation Playground.
"Where are you taking me, Three?!" X asked in a timid voice. "You'll see, princess." I gave a shallow chuckle, clutching him tighter.
"I'm taking you somewhere Four will never find you."
No one's P.O.V:
While Three had X with him, Four ran home, his heart racing and tears streaming down his cheeks. "No, no, no, no, no-" Four cried in desperation under his breath.
"He has to come back... I know he'll come back..." Four bawled into his hands.
"I miss him already." Four sighed sadly.
"I miss Treasure."
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Treasure Box. (A BFB 4X fanfiction)
FanfictionFour and X have been friends ever since Four was banished from the equation playground. But they'd rather not be friends... they want to be something bigger. And when a fight all so familiar breaks out over X's lucky value, there can only be one to...
