We might die :D

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Scar POV

Grian pulled out several daggers and 2 swords, which he split with me.

"Ah, you got those back from X then?" I grinned.

"No?" he replied, throwing me a confused look. "These are my spares."

"WHERE THE HELL DO YOU KEEP THEM? NOT IN OUT CUPBOARD I HOPE BECAUSE THAT'S GOING TO BE HARD TO EXPLAIN TO THE POLICE IF WE GET SEARCHED!"

"Ok relax, I keep them in the basement."

"We have a basement?"

"Yeah it's where the bodies go."

"BODIES? GRIAN??"

"Chill I was joking." He laughed, a little tinkly laugh that makes me want to kiss him-SCAR SNAP OUT OF IT-

"C'mon let's go GET THESE BITCHES!" He yelled, breaking my train of thought.

We raised down the stairs-damn I with the lifts were working. We got halfway down before the sound of explosions and screams surrounded us. Commands, sounds of shouting, people are coming up the steps.

"Shit." Cuteguy grabbed my arm. "We'll be outnumbered 10 to 1."

I smiled, "Nothing to do but fight then eh?"

He stood there blankly, before a slow grin crept over his face.

"Alright your on. Let's fight 'em."

We grinned at each other, bracing ourselves. There coming closer. Cuteguy shifted, before adding, "But if we die I'm blaming you."

I laughed.

"That's ok." I told him, pulling his mask down and giving him a kiss.

"Hey were working! Not now." He squawked though didn't pull away.

"Sorry couldn't help it." I winked, before charging forward.

A/N Lil moments which makes my heart melt :)

dont forget to eat, drink and sleep!

do as I say, not as I do!

toodles!

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