This is my 3rd fic and since 3 is the lucky number, I hope it turns out well!
Charlene listened to the rest of the Kingdom Keepers, and threw in opinion every no and then but she could not take her eyes off Finn. She'd lose herself sometimes in his chocolate velvety eyes. She shared a worn leather chair with him and held his hand. She felt like someone had given her a cup of coffee or an energy drink her heart was racing so fast.
After a mission, Charlene had lost a sleeve, a dollar, and her high-heeled stilettos. The mission had gone smoothly until the pirates showed up. She and Finn both had gone on a mission to find a booklet. They both ended up with cuts on their arms from where the blade had met with their skin.
Finn told the story of how Charlene and he had used the all-clear to escape. Charlene was quite proud of herself for doing something some of the Kingdom Keepers couldn't. Being the whiner of the crew, Charlene was the one that got afraid easily. If Finn wasn't there to help her, she would be dead, and she wanted to be when Philby told them about their next mission.
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