((TAKES PLACE AFTER NORTHWEST MANSION NOIR)) All we did was defeat some sort of ghost. Now I think I'm in love. Is it the party talking, or the chocolate fondue ((Referances!!!))?Or maybe the way his chocolate brown eyes sparkle when we are about to die. I don't know what it is, but I'm in love. ((If you haven't noticed already, this is a Dipcifica fan fic)) * * * As of May 3, 2015: Rated PG-13 from Abuse and Self Harm
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