Hello hello! :D Finally I've decided to stop being a lazy devotchka and write out chapter 6. I must be completely honest- This isn't my BEST work. I have written many, many different fanfics for the past 8 (More or less!) years of my life, and this is more or less my slack work. I guess since I haven't written in a while, I seem to keep getting writer's block.

The good news is that my favorite ol' droogie, TheWeaselyBrothers, have suggested I make a Georgie one-shot, so already the juices in my brain is flowing with fresh ideas. I'll be working on that very hard to create a, dare I say, masterpiece? :P

Without further ado, here's chapter 6!

Chapter 6

Becky looked at the two wide-eyed, "Whoa… They really did that?"

Clementine lets go from Linda to wipe her nose on her soaking wet sleeve before she nodded painfully. The rain from outside has made her small, weak, and shivering, and Becky wanted more than anything to run over and give her with a big ol' hug… But Linda's piercing glare prevented her so.

"Come come now, sister. No more tears, right right? Becky and I have conducted a plan that we desperately wanted to share with you at school this past week while you were home sick," Linda looked at Clementine with a gentle smile, "Becky's parents and my parents have kicked us both out a long time ago, remember that?"

Clementine nodded yet again, "Yes, I do."

Linda continued, "Well, now that the inevitable has happened to you, and since Becky and I are of age and are now living together here in this rundown house… How about we form a group? A sisterly group where we can look out for each other and take care of ourselves?"

Clementine hesitated with a hitched gasp, "I don't understand…"

"A gang," Becky stepped into the conversation after getting a big towel from the bathroom to wrap Clementine In, "We'll become a trio, you, me, and Linda, her being our dear leader. We'll steal from the richy-rich to have our bellies fed real nice and skorry, never having to wait for the retched government to give us any checks. We'll be like a family for each other."

Linda draped her slender arms over the two shorter females, "Yes, a family indeed. A family where we ignore any moral standings in hopes of achieving money, food, clothing, and a promise of seeing the sunrise the next morning. What do you think?"

Clementine smiles a little, still shaking as the rain water dripping from her wet jet black hair started to frame her delicate white face, "Well… We have no other choice, right?"

They all nodded before they performed a tight group hug.

"… And here we are. Tree devotchkas with nowhere else to turn but to a life of prestoopnik activities against our better judgment, you viddy. After Linda was kicked out, she discovered this abandoned house and claimed it hers, and it wasn't until a few months later until the same treacherous thing happened to our malenky Becky, forcing her to fling herself into Linda's home. They would steal from the nearest bakery, sometimes the meat shop whenever they felt brave, and would also steal pretty polly from their skollywoll, you know, just malenky things in order to survive… It wasn't until a couple of years later that I met them during one detention session and we quickly found many things in common. I wasn't aware of their situation until my em and pee started threatening to kick me out for Heaven knows what."

Alex wraps his arms around his girlfriend, burying his face into her hair, "I am so sorry for what happened to you, my lovely sweet pea."

Clementine giggles a little with a blush, "It's fine, really. I have grown used to the life of prestoopnik activities… Which reminds me," she pulls her head back so that Alex can also pull back to look at each other in the eyes, "Do you suppose you still own your shaika platties?"

Alex shakes his head with much enthusiasm before he lets go of her to get out of the bed. He rushes to his closet, opens it, and rummages through his clothing. Clementine sits up straighter and before she knows it, Alex turns around to show her the first article of clothing; The white long sleeved button shirt with the suspenders wrapped on it. She smiles devilishly.

"Wicked cool, my brother!"

Alex smirks before throwing the shirt at her, making her screech in laughter. He turns to get out the white painter pants, drawing them near his legs to show what it would look like if he put it on, "Real horrorshow, right right?"

Clementine giggles some more, "Right right."

He tosses the pants to her so she can inspect it further while he gets out the black bowler hat, sword cane, and a small plastic box where he keeps all the fake eyelashes. Together, they had a bit of a blast trying on the clothes, Clementine looking just adorable with his clothes, for it was a few sizes too large for her small feminine frame. In between the laughs, they would kiss each other with much vigor, and Alex couldn't wait for tonight. Maybe tonight, he thought, showing her what he is truly all about will have her clinging to his ankles for dear life.

'I hope you like monsters, Clemmy-Clem.' Alex muses inside his head, as he watches Clementine preening in front of his mirror with his bowler hat on top of her head.

The sun has finally set, and Alex with Clementine sat in the living room watching a bit of telly to wind themselves down a bit fort tonight's exciting adventures. Alex's insides were turning and churning like those new slushy machines that he would catch himself staring in curiosity whenever he and his mum would visit the ice cream parlor down the road for his apartment.

Clementine, however, looked extremely reluctant suddenly.

"Dear," she suddenly speaks up, "Would you mind making this devotchka some chai, por favor?"

Alex smirks at her before getting up to go to the kitchen. Ten minutes later and he brings in a small tray with two cups of hot English tea alongside with some pretty cookies. As he puts the tray down the coffee table in front of them, he almost jumped out of his skin when Clementine speaks up yet again.

"Would you mind," she hesitates before quickly going on, "Getting your shaika platties here? I thought I saw a rip on your shirt and I wanted to viddy how baddiwad it was for this nochy."

Alex looks at her with a bit of confusion, but he didn't question it further as he replies, "Alright, wait here."

He walks over to his room to get out his room to retrieve his gang clothes and returns back to the living room. He gives Clementine the clothes and he sits down with a sigh, finally happy to drink some delicious hot English tea. He reaches for the cup and sips some, his arms prickling with goose bumps at the lovely taste of the tea reaching down his throat.

He looks at Clementine with curiosity as she rubs her thumb on a tiny little rip on the front of his button shirt, "Not too bad of a rip, honestly."

She shakes her head with a sad smile, "Just wanted to make sure, is all…"

They sit in silence as Alex continues to munch on his cookie and down the rest of the hot tea down. Clementine only nibbles her own cookie twice and cautiously begins to sip her own cup of tea, eyeing Alex. On the TV screen, a woman talks about the weather for tonight; a nice, clear night with no winds and a perfect temperature of 70 degrees.

"I'm really excited for tonight," Alex speaks up to break the awkward heavy silence, "I have not been causing mayhem around this mesto for quite a while now… We're going to have so much fun, you and I!"

Clementine only sits in silence as her respond. Alex eyes her with question, "Clemmy-Clem? What's with you this evening?"

She looks at him with an almost sad look in her eyes, "… I'm sorry, Alex."

And in that moment, Alex suddenly saw darkness enveloping all around his girlfriend, his head suddenly pounding with pain, and the last thing he saw was her eyes welling up with tears before he saw black.