Note-This one is for you, Abbs. No seriously, just keep reading, your
favorite part'll be near the end. The beginning is all me. I love you
Toulouse!
Toulouse was horrified at our new connection, because this person was clearly neither Abby nor Alaina. The change had taken place long enough ago that it was nearly completed.
"Buwt, Awaina, youw muwst change back! This isn't youw! This is nowt the giwl I feww in wove with! Aww youw wistening? Awaina I wuv youw!" Toulouse covered his face with trembling hands.
The girl on the right tilted her head in thought, "I can see that to Alaina this would mean something, because she too felt this "love", but I am not she, and I do not."
Her other half nodded.
Toulouse looked up, tears contrasting with the fury in his eyes. "Get out of her, you sick reincarnated bastard, GET OUT OF ALAINA!" he yelled, for the first time not speaking in a lisp.
"I'm afraid that there are very few ways to return them to themselves, and getting me out is not one of them. They can come back only if you can destroy the tie between these bodies," she laughed deeply through both of her human forms, "Which will soon be impossible for I'll unite this body into one earthly form! Do not hate me, I mean you no pain, it comes because you cannot let go of the other girl! Look at me, maybe you will find a different girl to love," the skank said huskily.
Toulouse looked up, up, up to her face and saw me hiding in those green eyes.
"No. Never." He whispered, then grabbed one of Satie's explosion things and set it off between them, hoping it would break the connection.
"Alaina, Abby, come back out, please!"
As the two bodies were coughing, distracted, Toulouse yelled for Christian or Satine or anyone to come help; and kept trying different ways to cut the spiritual ties.
"Silver! That's it! Your supposed to use Silver on magicy things!" Toulouse yelled, as he grabbed every silver thing he could find.
"No, you idiot, silver does nothing!" she breathlessly chuckled, then turned her bodies toward each other and decided, "The soul has to meld together again in one body quickly, before he can find the way to stop us!" The two bodies grabbed each other tightly so nothing could be thrown between them, just as Christian came running in.
"Toulouse! What's going on?!" Christian demanded as he noted two girls, Toulouse's tears, the smoke, and the ton of silver around his friend.
"Nevermind! You must distract them, something horrible is about to happen!"
"Where'd did your lisp go?" asked the confused Christian.
"Nevermind! Hurry!"
Christian walked over to the 'girls' and looked helplessly at them for a moment, then, urged by Toulouse and lacking a better idea, he knelt and kissed Abby.
I say 'Abby', not one of the bodies of the unknown girl, because when he kissed her, she liked it and started to have her own feelings, breaking the unity or uniformity of their soul. When the halves of the soul parted, they each formed into a whole soul, and they were in all ways, themselves. So when he opened his eyes, Christian looked into hazel, not green.
"Good riddance to that slut!" I said, throwing myself at Henri, who that bitch had tried to steal.
When our souls re-formed, hers had gone forever.
Satine got there late. She arrived on the scene just in time to see me fly into Toulouse, knocking him down and landing on top of him, kissing him sweetly with my tears falling on his face. She smiled sentimentally, glad that we'd found each other.
Then she looked over to the other side of the room where her boyfriend was making out with Abby, and the smile left quickly.
"CHRIIIIISTIIIIIAAAAAAN!!!"
Toulouse was horrified at our new connection, because this person was clearly neither Abby nor Alaina. The change had taken place long enough ago that it was nearly completed.
"Buwt, Awaina, youw muwst change back! This isn't youw! This is nowt the giwl I feww in wove with! Aww youw wistening? Awaina I wuv youw!" Toulouse covered his face with trembling hands.
The girl on the right tilted her head in thought, "I can see that to Alaina this would mean something, because she too felt this "love", but I am not she, and I do not."
Her other half nodded.
Toulouse looked up, tears contrasting with the fury in his eyes. "Get out of her, you sick reincarnated bastard, GET OUT OF ALAINA!" he yelled, for the first time not speaking in a lisp.
"I'm afraid that there are very few ways to return them to themselves, and getting me out is not one of them. They can come back only if you can destroy the tie between these bodies," she laughed deeply through both of her human forms, "Which will soon be impossible for I'll unite this body into one earthly form! Do not hate me, I mean you no pain, it comes because you cannot let go of the other girl! Look at me, maybe you will find a different girl to love," the skank said huskily.
Toulouse looked up, up, up to her face and saw me hiding in those green eyes.
"No. Never." He whispered, then grabbed one of Satie's explosion things and set it off between them, hoping it would break the connection.
"Alaina, Abby, come back out, please!"
As the two bodies were coughing, distracted, Toulouse yelled for Christian or Satine or anyone to come help; and kept trying different ways to cut the spiritual ties.
"Silver! That's it! Your supposed to use Silver on magicy things!" Toulouse yelled, as he grabbed every silver thing he could find.
"No, you idiot, silver does nothing!" she breathlessly chuckled, then turned her bodies toward each other and decided, "The soul has to meld together again in one body quickly, before he can find the way to stop us!" The two bodies grabbed each other tightly so nothing could be thrown between them, just as Christian came running in.
"Toulouse! What's going on?!" Christian demanded as he noted two girls, Toulouse's tears, the smoke, and the ton of silver around his friend.
"Nevermind! You must distract them, something horrible is about to happen!"
"Where'd did your lisp go?" asked the confused Christian.
"Nevermind! Hurry!"
Christian walked over to the 'girls' and looked helplessly at them for a moment, then, urged by Toulouse and lacking a better idea, he knelt and kissed Abby.
I say 'Abby', not one of the bodies of the unknown girl, because when he kissed her, she liked it and started to have her own feelings, breaking the unity or uniformity of their soul. When the halves of the soul parted, they each formed into a whole soul, and they were in all ways, themselves. So when he opened his eyes, Christian looked into hazel, not green.
"Good riddance to that slut!" I said, throwing myself at Henri, who that bitch had tried to steal.
When our souls re-formed, hers had gone forever.
Satine got there late. She arrived on the scene just in time to see me fly into Toulouse, knocking him down and landing on top of him, kissing him sweetly with my tears falling on his face. She smiled sentimentally, glad that we'd found each other.
Then she looked over to the other side of the room where her boyfriend was making out with Abby, and the smile left quickly.
"CHRIIIIISTIIIIIAAAAAAN!!!"