Okay, Okay, I know I need to update both my stories, and I promise I will the last day of school I will update both and then again the next day. Okay? I just, you know, had to write this! Enjoy! Oh and just so you know, I don't remember the book very well so if my facts are screwed up I am sorry.
End it
Whit's POV
I didn't see it until she turned him into a weasel and he became attached to her. Every time he came around and they exchanged insulting words I saw it in her eyes that she was feeling something for him. I even saw it in his beady eyes.
Gosh dangit. They were falling in love.
"When are you going to turn me back?" He asked as we sat in the cell. Byron climbed up Wisty's side and perched himself on her shoulder. Physical contact, crap.
"For one, I don't know how and for two, I like you like this, your not nearly as annoying."
"Are you kidding me? You should have made him sound like a weasel instead of let him keep his own voice. It'd be more peaceful." She shook her head and began to pet Byron on his head.
"Nah, he's not that bad." Byron stuck his tongue out at me.
"Muwhahahaha! I have found my way onto Wisteria Allgood's good side." Wisty chuckled and shook her head.
"Yeah, I guess you have."
That was the beginning of the end.
It was our execution that things went ot Hell.
Only one minute until we were to be hung. Wisty stood there in complete fear. She looked at me and attempted to smile.
"Now." We heard the One Who is the One say. I held my breath and closed my eyes and waited. Five seconds later I was still standing there, alive. I thought that now meant now, as in at this moment in time, so why was I still here? I opened my eyes to see that the One Who is the One staring over at the One Who Hangs or whatever his name is. I turned and saw that the One Who Hangs was on the ground, knocked out and someone was standing over him. Byron, that wonderful person.
He turned and smiled at Wisty and I then attacked the One Who is the One. He was doing good until the One Who is the One kneed him in the groin. Byron sank down to the ground and he kicked him in his side.
"Crap." I said under my breath. I heard a whimper and turned to see Wisty crying. She didn't cry a lot, but there she was, tied up and crying because Byron Swain was about to die. It then began to rain, hard and not just normal rain, but rain that turned acid. The rain only became acid when it hit the chains that tied us up.
Wisty broke free and it quit raining, but a dark cloud hung over the area.
"Leave him alone." She said as she began to walk up to the One Who is the One. He just laughed.
"What are you goign to do about it?" Thunder rang out around us and in one single motion she raised her hand and closed it. I lightning striked down and hit the One Who is the One. He crumpled down to the ground.
Well, that had been easy.
Wisty ran over to Byron and helped him stand up.
"Are you okay?" She asked. It was hard to hear her over the loud cheering of the people in the arena. He nodded and smiled shyly.
"My rescue plan kind of...failed." I walked over to him and put my hand on his shoulder.
"If you hadn't been an idiot and tried to save us then Wisty would have never gone all witch crazy and conjured up acid rain stuff. Good job...You can kiss her now. You have my blessing." I chuckled when they both turned red. Wisty almost cussed me out when Byron kissed her and of course she kissed back.
What could I say? Maybe the Weasel wasn't so bad. If he hurt her though, I'd crack his ribs and hex him.
This would take some time to het used to.