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Hey hey hey! It's time for our very...first...BONUS CHAPTER! (you should be clapping right about now.) I was planning on doing this earlier but yeeaahh no. Pro-procrastinator. So because of how I won't be able to update the story on I will have to put the name of the band Disenchanted is from. Drum roll *insert movie style drum roll here* My Chemical Romance. if you're reading this on Wattpad (40+ reads!) and you are wondering why you didn't hear about the song, comment some time and maybe I can do that ._. So how about another song. The song is On Top Of the World. -hint hint they have a song that got played on the RADIO -hint within a hint- all the time- Let the chapter begin!
-Time skip to when they first got Ella in the house-
-No ones POV-
Well, what do you do with an assassin that's unconscious?
That is the question Adam, Ty, Mitch, Ian, Quentin, Jerome, and Jason had. During their discussion on the topic, they noticed the glimmer of an enchanted iron sword that hung on the hip of the mysterious girl.
When they all, finally, noticed it they talked amongst themselves on who would get the sword off her. They each had an equal fear of waking the assassin, unsure what she would do to them.
Many imagined a gruesome death that included THAT sword being run through one or more of their many body parts.
No one wanted to get it.
Especially one person. ((*cough* Ian *cough*))
After a series of arguments, bribes, and rock paper scissor games, they were left with the victim.
Jason.
He first unclipped the iron sword from her waist, thinking that was all he had to do, attempted to leave. It took the whole team to push the astronaut back towards the couch. They forced him to search her more thoroughly, much to his disliking. (I'd be cringing right now but I have a stomach ache while typing this)
He first patted down her arms, resulting in two knifes. He then patted down her stomach and found four poison-dipped arrows. He finally patted down her legs (not near the equator you pervs) and found one retractable diamond sword.
After the tedious minutes of searching, which felt like an eternity to Jason, they let the astronaut leave and head to his room. While the rest of the crew decided what to so with all the newfound weapons, Jason sat in his room, blushing like a mad man, replaying the memories of what he just did.
I already know what I'm going to do for the next chapter, but I'll leave you with a little but of ScarMU (ish). You should hold until the next update. I hate typing this on my iPod because the auto correct is really wonky. If you're reading this that means I chose fan fiction over Algebra 1.
Anyways, I'll see you later my friends!
~Ella, daughter of Nemesis
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