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Princess

Princess

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Mitch held his small grey at in his arms, cuddling with him as he laid peacefully on his couch with SpongeBob playing on the TV. He sat up straight in his place when he heard a faint cocking of a gun. He looked around the room nervously, praying that nothing that could harm him or his kitty would be there. Scott froze when Mitch looked around, then carefully crept up behind him, holding the gun to his temple. He smirked slightly when he felt Mitch tense, leaning right by his ear. "Hello, princess." -- @horsedancer123 and @alyssamwarren
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"Mitch's mom left me a letter before she passed away. I just got it today, and I'd like to read it to everyone." I unfold the paper, and I clear my throat. "Dear Scott, I always knew you and Mitch would end up together. I know we never officially met, but Kirstie told me all about you. She said that you and Mitch will love each other and will be perfect together. If that's true, Scott, I want you to promise me a couple of things. I want you to promise me that you'll always make Mitch happy, whether it's in a marriage, relationship, or friendship. I want you to promise you'll never give up on him. He needs some stability in his life, Scott, and I'm hoping you'll be his rock. I want you to promise me that he can trust you in good times and in bad. I want you to promise me that he continues singing. The last promise is this: promise to love and cherish him forever. Can you promise me these things, Scott? Can you promise to love him for the rest of your years?" Tears start to swell in Mitch's eyes. I walk down to where he's sitting and I wipe the tears escaping from his eyes. I take his hands and kiss them, and I whisper into his ear two words. "I promise."

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