Presumed Dead 💀

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I'd have my burger bed with no tomatoes or pickles since tomatoes are too watery when I bite them and I hate pickles.

By the way, I kinda forgot about Henry's little ahoge in parts prior so pretend it moved then.

Also, this one's gonna be short because reasons...

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"N-never again," Henry whispered so Gregory wouldn't notice.

"What's that, Henry?"

"I'm n-n-never leaving you behind again..."

~~~🎩

"Doubtful."

"N-no, I'm serious. O-o-on the count of three, we tackle G-G-Gregory. Okay?"

Delara squinted her eyes as she stared at Henry.

"If ya abandon me again... Imma 'unt ya down..."

"I'd only ab-b-bandon you if I had no choice... P-p-promise..."

"Fine... I'll trust ya this time..."

~~~ everything else

"I know, but why say this now?"

"I want you t-t-to follow my lead. On three, we t-t-tackle Gregory."

"Alright."

~~~ back to bullshit

"THREE!!!"

Henry and Delara tackled Gregory to THE WALL (*snickers*) and started running. They had passed a guard with a rifle...

"Delara! D-do you know acrobatics?!"

"Yeah!"

"Th-then start doing them!"

The two kept doing acrobatics until Delara somehow ended up on Henry's back as he used his handcuffs to "skate" away.

There were two more guards ahead so Henry had found an item box that allowed him and Delara to go invisible and break free from their handcuffs. They had run past the guards and to the elevator before they knew what happened.

"Ain't gonna lie," said Delara as she wrapped an arm around Henry. "That was pretty damn smooth."

Henry's ahoge formed a heart as he smiled. When the elevator opened, everyone knew of their escape.

Without a second thought, Henry grabbed Delara's hand as he took out a sword and charged at another guy with a sword killing him.

Delara had taken his keys so she was the one driving the truck. With her flooring it, they had gone with the wind.

Of course, the guard followed them, but blood was on their minds.

"Oi!" yelled Delara as she looked in her rearview mirror. "I'm drivin' 'ere!! Fuck off!!!"

She then bashed one of the guys off the cliffside. Sadly, she didn't think it through enough...

The truck started to roll in the worst way possible. Now they were leaning over the edge of a cliff with the window open.

The greybeard was talking to them, but they knew that they only had two options besides whatever was in Henry's pockets.

Either surrender or die...

What they had chosen?

Death...

With the truck falling over the cliff, everyone from The Wall left. As soon as things were quiet, two hands could be seen on the edge of the cliff climbing up. Turns out that Henry and Delara made it out alive.

"Ain't gonna lie," said Delara as she cleared herself of snow. "Thought fer sure we'd die then an' there."

Henry chuckled as he grabbed her hand and walked away from The Wall with her. They talked about crossing the border so they'd be in the clear for sure.

~~~ 🎩 & 📌

"If I 'ad my 'at, I could forge us some stuff... I get why I don't though..."

Henry hummed as he stuck his thumb up for a bit of hitchhiking. No way would they make it on foot to the other side.

~~~ 🎖 & 💎

"Give me a few clicks and I'll hatch us some passports 'n' such."
Henry was confused as fuck.
"Okay, Henry. Smile and pretend like you're dream mate just got naked before ya."

Immediately after the picture was taken, Henry had a serious nose bleed causing Delara to panic.

Once Henry reassured her that he was fine, Delara had finished making passports from her hat. Now it just a case of hitchhiking.

~~~

Once passports were taken care of and they had a ride to the border, they handed their papers and crossed over. The first thing they did was find someplace to keep warm.

A bar... Not the worst, but not the best either...

All they had to do was not look suspicious before they could potentially return home...

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Please pick an ending from each list...

Rapidly Promoted Executive 🎩

Pure Blooded Thief 💎

Relentless Bounty Hunter 📌

Government Supported Private Investigator 🎖

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Convict Allies 👫

Presumed Dead 💀

The Betrayed 🤬

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