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    iPoD Chapter 6

    “Thanks.” *****’s Bride reached out and took a piece from the
    packet. She blew her nose, collected herself and asked, “So are you
    going to give me back my Candy?’

    “Of course not! Candy baby stays with momma.” Bette instinctively
    wrapped her hands around Candy, causing the bird to fly off in fear.

    “Why you ***** you! You’re perfect arse!” ***** Bride’s glared at Bette, her body tense and her fists clenched in anger.

    “Oh, thank you. I worked really hard for them.” Bette answered with a giggle, turning her head around to look at her *****.

    “That was not a compliment, you idiot!” *****’s Bride raised her
    hand to her temples and started rubbing them, no one has ever
    infuriated her so much.

    Embarrassed at her mistake, Bette pivoted towards *****’s Bride and
    hurled herself at her. *****’s Bride moved aside just in time causing
    Bette to land on her chest with a thud.

    “Ouch! My babies!” Bette cried in pain, holding her *****. She
    flipped herself over instantly and kicked *****’s Bride with both her
    feet, sending her flying into the wall.

    Seeing the opportunity, Bette lunged at the sword that flew out of *****’s Bride’s hand and moved in for the last kill.

    “Stop! Put the sword down!” A voice cried out. Bette paused with
    the sword raised above her head, Her breath caught as she turned to see
    who it was. Standing there with a gun in one hand and a Mars bar in
    another was quite possibly the most beautiful blonde she had ever laid
    eyes on.

    “Chocolate…chocolate…*cough* choc-co..*cough*” The group turned
    to see a half conscious woman with a broken echo mic in her hand.

    Tina shook her head and said, “As I was saying, put down the sword.”

    “Ok.” Bette let the sword dropped to the ground without a second
    thought. She was mesmerized by the woman with chocolate stains on her
    teeth.

    Tina found herself blushing at Bette’s intense stare and tried her
    best to focus on the task at hand, “Um..you there on the ground, get
    up! Both of you, put your hands on your head!”

    *****’s Bride picked herself up from the ground and cursed, “Bloody
    bitchy bird stealer.” Painfully she limped towards Bette. Before she
    could reach Bette, a shot rang out causing the trio to hit the ground.

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    Comments

    1. that was gerat – “Shane Bertha McCutcheon , you do not seriously believe that I’m gonna get on..”
      rotflmao…
      Hell’s Bride let a tear roll down her face, she didn’t bother to wipe it away. Her therapist told her that she should never be afraid to feel love, to get in touch with her emotions.
      very funny! great update!

    2. Richard Simmons and Shane’s car being towed floored me! Not forgetting Alice on that bike. Helena and Bette must have another fight soon, it’s too funny!

    3. Oh, you’re so funny right now!
      I love the therapist comment too, very apt. I think Milky needs to go, er,’undercover’ to check Agent Fairbanks is recovering at the hospital, don’t you? Great update Danishers.

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