This is my second story... It's a funny chapter, about chocolates with alcohol.
Chocolate, what a passion!
Cross entered into the house, followed by an obedient little Allen, who always did what Cross said. Well... it was normal to obey to him... his master was frightening.
He was hiding something under his coat, like Allen hadn't notice that...
"Master... what's under your coat?"
"Shut up, stupid. There's nothing! Stupid" Into one phrase, he put two insults, but Allen was sure: there was something! And he wasn't going to give up... The night, he got up, and with a little candel, he entered into Cross's room, who, like always, was sleeping awfully bad.
The room was completely dark, and it was nearly impossible try to not fall on the horrible sea of dirty socks. He approached the bed, and finally he saw nearly the bed the famous thing: a box with chocolates!
"Chocolates with liquor of strawberries! Delicious!" He scratched his hand to open it, the more prudent he was the more possibilities to exit alive were high, and... the chocolates! The famous chocolates!
He took one, biting it. He took another one, swallowing. He took another one, and another and another... before he could stop himself, he had finished all.
Happy for the treasure, he went back to his bed... but when he was just to pose his head on his pillow, he heard scream…
"AAAAAALLEEEEEEEN!!"
It's isn't very long, but it's good! See you soon! With "Reflection of the author" and "The punishmen of Allen"
Bye, bye dear readers!
Bye from Pois: )