hi guys! Part 13! This is a long going fiction... Anyway its been a fortnight lets make this chapter really special! Wont give anything way just yet! Xxx keep shipping Scindie guys! Fine bros better be watching!
Indie had began to come more into his comfort zone since he fired Scene, he had became so relaxed he was tempted to fire the scarf man just to boost this calmness. He wore his alpaca hair poncho, His hair neat and kombucha warm. It was culkin.
But he couldn't stop thinking about her. Scene. She was too good to just forget like that, there wasn't a doubt in his mind that he cared for her. That was the reason she had to go. She didn't need a old pervert, she needed a Scene boy,preferably british or Irish, who could give her as much sugar as she could take, who could marry her aviator and stay by her side, someone who could-
Indie snapped out of the day dream as he smelt a familiar smell. It smelt bad and a little of baloney. Intern 2, he had left the company and gone to work at the factory nearby who actually payed him real money. Indie smiled as he looked carefully at Intern 2s confident expression. "Indie I need to tell you something" his voice was abit shaky but still very strong, Indie nodded half awake while watching Intern 2 gabble on about the factory. It made him laugh as it brought up fond memories from the days when they used to have so much fun, He then realised that he didn't need to punish Intern 2, he didn't need to hurt him as Indie was okay-more than okay he was brilliant. Nothing could bring him down. Indie got up and said his hopeful cheer "Welcome Flowchart" Flowcharts face lit up with astonishment. Had Indie shown him respect? Now he knew that he HAD to tell Indie the news that would be big news. Bigger than flowcharts on elephants. Flowcharts on planets or even Flowcharts in general. This was Big Big BIG BIG alittle bit smaller news. All he had to do was say the few words.
Its funny really how a few words can change so much. "Will you marry me?" Or "he isn't going to make it" to even "did you put on weight?". Indie looked content as he slipped his mug while Flowchart smiled, sighed then spoke "Indie I have big news". Indie nodded blissfully unaware of the shock approaching. "Indie, I have met a girl who I love dearly". Indie patted him on the back "who's the lucky girl then?". The word was spoken. The mug hit the floor and smashed. Indie stood frozen, "Scene?" Indie spoke trying to control himself. "Indie are you okay? Yes Scene we had such a lovely time together over the months here and we wanted to see what would happen now we are no longer co workers! Oh how I love how she.." Indie stopped listening, he knew he had said he wasn't going to hit Intern 2 but...
"Intern 2?" Intern 2 looked at him weirdly, "You mean flowchart?". Indie approached slowly with a sly smirk across his cheeks. "Shut up Intern 2" he whispered right before he smashed Intern 2 across the jawline and again to the lower of the ribcage. He repeated this until he realised his actions and ran out the building. Intern 2 now alone, rang Scene to come and help me get some medical help it wasn't too serious he had a minor cut which would be a bit swollen in the mourning with a few other bumps. Scene got there as fast she could, not like she was at a job now, she couldn't believe Indies actions. Maybe he was really a mad old pervert who felt like he could do what he wanted. Maybe he was really this...crook. Slowly she began to cry only to be comforted by the unknowing Intern 2 who hAd assumed she had been scared for HIM not Indie and for once in his little flowchart of life he felt loved.
Indie got to a nearby pub. It was quiet and not too busy, he sat down and brought a beer. Now wasn't a time to ask for a hot beverage, he was a criminal, a sassy criminal but still he wasn't going to be able to just be 'Indie' anymore. At that point the door opened. The bartender, a elderly man with ahandlebar moustache called out to the new customer "dont get many a lady at this time of night", at this point Indie turned around in a half boozed state to see Scene wearing a full hipster gear outfit. He managed to contain his drool. She stroked his hand and looked him in the eye while whispering sweet nothings in his ear. He felt charmed by her and felt his defences weaken. This was Scene After all.
At 8am Indies door bell rang, Indie who was still in bed got up groggily. Great he had a hangover. He quickly shoved on some pyjama bottoms and put his hand through his hair failing to notice the other shape in his bed. He opened the door, there was Scene. He stared at her for a while. She blushed at him in his woken up state and shoved a bag in front of him which had been covered in chibi stickers. "Food?" He asked looking at her confusedly. "Yeaaa I had kit kats too but I needed...them." They both smiled. Indie looked at his flat, it wasn't in that bad a state. So she came in. They began talking, laughing, eating when the subject got brought up about Intern 2. "Indie why did you hit him?" Scene took hold of the sofa seat corner Indie was sat on leaning in close. Indie gazed down at her "He annoyed me" Scene smiled her trademark smile, "It was because he mentioned me right?" Indie looked into her eyes and she knew. She knew, She grabbed hold of Indies hand. "Scene I-" Indie started to fret, he couldn't touch her, touch her and she'd end up upset. Scene froze eyes fixed on Indies bedroom open door. She got up and walked to the front porch. "Next time shut the door". Then she was gone. Indie then heard the problem. The girl from the bar sat down next to him, he must of been drunk. She was beautiful, tanned, Blonde with Blue eyes and beautiful curves But nothing like Scene. When she sat on the Sofa besides him and started to flirtatiously play with his moustache, he thought
hey why not have some fun?
So end of chapter 13! Hope you love guys! Trying to keep it fresh and mix it up while continuing the Scindie bond! Reviews- suggestions-requests are all loved! Bye 3