This is the final chapter. It's not very long, sorry, but I hope you all enjoy anyway. :)
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"Cat!" Tori slid her mask off and gasped. Cathy nodded and smirked.
"This is what you get for framing me on Hilda's murder!" The girls ran around in circles on the roof. Every team member had been staring, not to mention the people in the restaurant. They'd come out to see what was happening.
"Cat fight!" one of them yelled.
"Come on, Cat!" Yuma yelled. Cathy jumped on Tori. The two rolled around on the roof, and went pretty far. No one could see them once they started. They'd gone clear to the other side of the roof. Tori was struggling to get up. By now all the people from the restaurant had cameras or phones out and had been taping this or getting pictures. Yuma and most of the group were cheering for Cathy.
"Tori, what the heck did you do all this for?" Cathy managed to choke out when the two parted. Tori smirked.
"Shark belongs with me! Not Hilda!" Tori jumped on Cathy again, but didn't have much luck. Just as the two girls were about to go at it again, they froze. The pair of hand cuffs Cathy had been hiding were floating in mid air. Since neither could see her, they were unaware Hilda had them. She jumped in front of Tori and slapped them on. The people on the other side stopped cheering in fear the roof had cracked. When the girls returned, the crowd went nuts.
"You are in biiiiig trouble," Cathy growled, jumping down with Tori to have Frank deal with her. Frank simply ran off to find his car, and forced Tori in when he returned. The people that had once been there as a crowd had gone back in. It just left the regular group of teams there.
"Cat, that was awesome!" Yuma yelled it and jumped on Cathy in a hug. She hugged back and blushed.
"Thanks..."
All went silent for a bit. Finally, Frank walked up to Shark. The purplette turned with a freaked-out face.
"What?"
"Shark, I wanted to apologize to you about all that crap I gave you. I should've listened."
Silence. Shark didn't move or say anything. Not for a while, at least. He smirked and held out his good hand. When Frank took it, he flipped him the way he'd been flipped. The others gasped and went wide-eyed.
"You know what, Frank? Forget about it." Shark smirked and helped the orange-haired cop up. Instead of lashing out on the purple-haired boy, however, he simply chuckled.
"I deserved that." Frank smiled and walked away. He had a lot to tell Miranda when he got home. Shark smiled. He turned to go home as well and proceeded to do so, Hilda following right behind. The Arclights simply vanished through a portal. Hart never moved. Yuma turned and had a questioning look on his face.
"Hart? What's wrong with you?"
"I don't have anywhere to go." Hart stared at the ground, tears slowly hitting the pavement. Yuma walked back to the blue-haired boy. Hart could suddenly feel a hand on his shoulder. He looked up at Yuma, but he didn't see his hand. He saw a glowing one. A blue glowing one.
Astral.
"Wha...I thought you'd never come out of that key!" Yuma smiled upon seeing his friend there.
Astral smiled at him and then glanced back at Hart. "What is troubling you, Hart?" he asked.
"I thought you knew..."
"If it involves loosing your brother, than yes, I am aware. But I sense that is not all that is troubling you. What else is there?"
"I don't have a place to go now. Without Kite, I have no where to live."
"That's not true!" Yuma said. Hart and Astral turned. "You can just come live with me and Astral!"
"Won't your sister and grandmother mind?"
"No. Especially if I explain all this mess they won't." Yuma held out a hand Hart looked down with hesitation, then took it with a smile.
"Alright. I suppose."
Yuma smiled back at the blue-haired boy and began walking home with him, glad that in a period of days this whole mess would be forever corrected.
END
