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Bundle Madness Drabble Part 49

"Huh?"

"That smile. You don't like this. I don't like this either. So, stop pretending to look happy." Point her thumb out the door. "They don't need to know but should know. We both don't like this."

Stare a little longer till his smile dropped. Just a child like her thrust in the arrangement. Lost, confused and choice taken away. All in the name of this family. "I'm sorry."

"I don't want apology." A small sigh as she leans back against the couch. "How about we make a truce?"

"Truce? What you mean?"

"Try to deal with each much other as much as possible." As much as she doesn't want this. Running away right now is not an option.

"Like be friends fighting this together. Not be alone."

"Something like that." Look at him. "We do this marriage. Have a kid. We can get divorce that we both agreed on. "

"Wouldn't you want to stay together?" Stolas frown a bit. "For the heir to have both parents. Be a family."

Stare at him as she sighs. "A family isn't real if its fake. I'm not going to pretend to love you. But I can hopefully, when we're older, learn to respect each other. As you suggested friends."

Blink at her as he clutches his book tightly. "Father wouldn't like that."

"Your butler got married how many times?"

Flinch a bit.

"I'm stating the truth." Point at him with a slightly softer look. "Besides it already cruel. It would be crueler if you met someone and fell in love. I would be holding you back because of a duty."

"But what if I do fell in love with you?"

"Impossible."

"Why?"

A shrugged. "Just a hunch."

Blink as Stolas let out a little hoot. "I have to say Stella. You're quite odd. In a good way."

"You're okay Frogmouth. Not as annoying like others I can name."

"What's a Frogmouth?"

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((Continuation of the Moxxie and the love potion cookies.))

Moxxie exactly didn't have a certain place in mind. Other than get away from that spot before the demon bird finds them. So, wherever the portal opens to just jump without thinking.

Stupid yes. Do you blame them in this odd predicament with their boss, co-workers and the sponsor want them?

Just maybe I should have looked, and thought out where to go exactly.

Moxxie was in the air. Still in the Pride ring, but look further away from what they can tell. Eyes widen as they turn their head to look at the glitching portal.

The portal is close behind.

"Uh oh."

Moxxie starts to fall.

Well, crud. Moxxie growled as they checked in their coats. Then go to their bag. Darn it left the grappling gun back home! Great, at best probably have broken bones. Terrific!

The sarcasm was very heavy.

Felt a flash of worry did hit. Not for their safety mind you but their Madre worry getting hurt. The last thing they want is for her to be called about them getting hurt like this. I could try strings but not enough time. Close their eyes as they mutter underneath their mouth. It was kind of like a prayer.