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Saving the Black Parade. Part 15.

“You did it, you should know how to fix it.” I told him.
“I don’t know. Oh god, she’s freaking out. I’m sorry.” Now he was starting to become panicked.
I sighed. “Ray, do you think you might be able to search through his head and find something to fix this?”
“I’ll try.”
By now, Adrian was practically having a complete break down. Frank had sat her in a chair, and was trying to comfort her.
I was too busy trying to figure out anyway that we could fix this. Maybe now Gerard would be more reluctant to his powers when he doesn’t need too.
“Does anyone know where Sister is?

Well....

It's Girl Scout cookie season here in Pennsylvania, so I thought of these guys.

-ThatPoet

Saving the Black Parade. Part. 14.

With Ray gone we each got out a fresh uniform from our wardrobes. It seemed that each had been stocked with several sets of our individual outfits.
Once we’d changed, we went down to join everyone else.
“I’m so glad there’s still coffee here.” Mikey was saying as we walked into the joint kitchen and dining room.
It was your average kitchen, with every appliance you’d find in a typical home. There was plenty of counter space, as well as many cupboards. The dining area really only consisted of a large circular wooden table surrounded by 6 chairs. As if it was set up specifically for us.

Saving the Black Parade. Part 13.

All the while Frank had just been standing there, looking as though I’d just became a spider again. “Wow,” He began. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know you felt that way. You just never seem to tell us exactly how you feel.”
“I don’t want to worry you.” She explained.
“We don’t want beautiful lies, no matter how painful the truth might be.” Gee told her. That was one of those things easier said than done though.
“Sorry.” Adrian apologized. “And if we’re being honest, there’s a spider on your head.”
I glanced at the top of Gerard’s head to be sure if she was being honest, or just trying to pull his

Saving the Black Parade. Part 12.

“Who’s up now?” Adrian asked.
“No one.” Frank told her with an edge of annoyance in his voice. “It’s nearly night, time to go to sleep.”
Almost unbelievingly, I looked to the sky. He was right, the sun had all but dipped down below the ground. I pondered the thought of what time of day we must have arrived here today.
I recalled that our raid on Bl/ind started later in the evening. It must have been close to sunset, if not past that, when we all died. When we got here it might have been late morning or even early afternoon.
Had a day already passed? It didn’t seem possible.

Saving the Black Parade. Part 11.

“Looks like it’s my turn.” Gee announced as we came walking back.
“Good luck.” Ray warned him. I wondered if he knew what I had in mind now.
Gerard and I take our places.
Adrian, again, gives the countdown. Similarly to last time neither of us make a first move.
“You can have the first move.” He told me probably thinking I couldn’t do much damage no matter how hard I tried.
“Big mistake.” I grinned. This is exactly what I wanted.
I slowly walked toward him until I was standing directly in front of him. I took one of his hands that was hanging at his side.

Saving the Black Parade. Part 11.

“Looks like it’s my turn.” Gee announced as we came walking back.
“Good luck.” Ray warned him. I wondered if he knew what I had in mind now.
Gerard and I take our places.
Adrian, again, gives the countdown. Similarly to last time neither of us make a first move.
“You can have the first move.” He told me probably thinking I couldn’t do much damage no matter how hard I tried.
“Big mistake.” I grinned. This is exactly what I wanted.
I slowly walked toward him until I was standing directly in front of him. I took one of his hands that was hanging at his side.

Saving the Black Parade. Part 11.

“Looks like it’s my turn.” Gee announced as we came walking back.
“Good luck.” Ray warned him. I wondered if he knew what I had in mind now.
Gerard and I take our places.
Adrian, again, gives the countdown. Similarly to last time neither of us make a first move.
“You can have the first move.” He told me probably thinking I couldn’t do much damage no matter how hard I tried.
“Big mistake.” I grinned. This is exactly what I wanted.
I slowly walked toward him until I was standing directly in front of him. I took one of his hands that was hanging at his side.

Saving the Black Parade. Part 11.

“Looks like it’s my turn.” Gee announced as we came walking back.
“Good luck.” Ray warned him. I wondered if he knew what I had in mind now.
Gerard and I take our places.
Adrian, again, gives the countdown. Similarly to last time neither of us make a first move.
“You can have the first move.” He told me probably thinking I couldn’t do much damage no matter how hard I tried.
“Big mistake.” I grinned. This is exactly what I wanted.
I slowly walked toward him until I was standing directly in front of him. I took one of his hands that was hanging at his side.

Why do I let my friends touch my face?

God forbid we just have a normal day of exchanging gifts, and chilling. No, we've got mess with my hair and face too.

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