In the morning
SouthsideFlower: Right mother, don't lose them. Fangs and I are going out.
Peabody.J.D: OkayAt the White Whyrm
TallBoyPetit: Ah! Look what the cat dragged in! A lousy mongrel!
SouthsideFlower: Back off, Tall Boy!
TallBoyPetit: The pet need his master to speak for him!
SouthsideDog: At least I'm not a loud mouth like you!
TallBoyPetit: Who do you think you're talking to!? Or did you forget the last beating I gave you!
SouthsideDog: Sorry Père
TallBoyPetit: Sorry what!
SouthsideDog: Sorry monsieur
TallBoyPetit: Good, now go back to the basement. I'll deal with you after this roundSouthsideDog leaves
SouthsideFlower: Do you really think you can get away with this!?
TallBoyPetit: I have done for the last sixteen years
SouthsideFlower: You malicious bastard
TallBoyPetit: I think you will find the term is genius
SouthsideFlower: I think you'll find that you are a child abuser and murder
TallBoyPetit: Of who!
SouthsideFlower: Let's see - Your first wife, four daughters and three sons then your second wife and two sons and then you murdered Fangs' twin sister and their mother. And let's not get started on the people outside your family.
TallBoyPetit: Now listen here you little shit! Nobody will talk to me in that way!
SouthsideFlower: Come on then! Me vs you, outside, knife fightThey both go outside and SouthsideFlower starts to spin a knife in each hand
TallBoyPetit: Ready to die, pip squeak!
SouthsideFlower: Forget who I was raised by, Petit?
TallBoyPetit: A drug dealing bitch!
SouthsideFlower: Careful, wouldn't want this to end in a little accident now, would we?
TallBoyPetit: Like you could do anything! Why are you so worked up over a petit merde?
SouthsideFlower: My boyfriend is a miracle du ciel not a little shit
TallBoyPetit: Oh, so he's a no good faggot as well as a useless slave
SouthsideFlower: You keep digging your grave and I'll put you in it!
TallBoyPetit: I'd like to see you trySouthsideFlower stops spinning one of the knives and throws it. The knife hits TallBoyPetit's shoulder
TallBoyPetit: See, you can't even hit my head
SouthsideFlower: Yes but I did hit your most important artery, you pull that knife out and you'll be dead in minutesSouthsideFlower walks off and goes to get Fangs
In the basement
SouthsideDog hears the door open
SouthsideDog: Mes excuses, monsieur. Je n'avais pas l'intention de vous embarrasser devant les autres. Veuillez être miséricordieux. (My apologies, Sir. I did not intend to embarrass you in front of others. Please be merciful.)
SouthsideFlower: Amica mea, it's only me
SouthsideDog: Sweet Pea! What happened? Where's Monsieur?
SouthsideFlower: Don't you worry about that, let's go get something to eat, serpents v bulldogs is in two hours
SouthsideDog: Can we get strawberry milkshakes?
SouthsideFlower: Anything for amica meaPère-Father
Monsieur-Sir
Petit Merde-Little Shit
Miracle Du Ciel-Miracle From Heaven
Amica Mea-My Love
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FanfictionStory starts at the end of July 2019 Drama and touchy subjects Ships: Joavin Rosie Swangs Bughead Vrachie Choni Malachai/Oc Oc/Oc Jellybean/Oc Hiram/Hermione