A few tears ran down the girl's face. She refused to imagine the Sewer King disciplining her.
One boy touched the girl's shoulder to comfort her. He smiled by her. The boy saw glue on the floor and lifted it. He turned to the girl and parted with the bottle of glue.
A new smile appeared before the girl used every bit of glue to repair the alligator. She placed the bottle on the floor. Footsteps were why her body shook. The girl stepped back after the Sewer King stepped out of darkness and approached the platform.
Many eyes settled on the half-shades and usual scowl. They remained on the Sewer King's shoulder-length dark hair framing his face. The string tie attached to his frilly shirt. The brown suit. The knee-high boots. The cape concealing his shoulders.
''Lots and lots of pretties for your king after his nap?''
The girl watched as the Sewer King walked to the glass alligator. Eyes widened after the tip of his boot touched the alligator and caused it to shatter another time. She viewed the Sewer King gasping prior to another scowl. The girl ran from him and to the streets. Perhaps she was able to replace the alligator. Perhaps the possible new alligator wasn't going to shatter just like the Sewer King's heart this time.
THE END