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" Oh my god! This is some serious shit!" Folken exclaimed as he tried to rinse his penis with lukewarm water. Suddenly, he heard voices coming from downstairs, shouting his name.
" Lord Folken! We need you down here at once! Someone is hurt bad!" Dryden cried in his panicking voice.
" What a convenient time." The poor man said with a sigh as he quickly pulled up his pants and struggled to get down the long, twisting stairs.
When Folken finally made his way to the last step ( after 20 minutes), he saw Gaddes's muscular figure before the door, carrying some bleeding old man. The wounded guy was chewing ardently at the baker's shoulder and Folken sneered in jealousy.
" What's going on?" Folken demanded.
" Folken, the man's hurt bad! He's loosing a.. a lot of blood and.and..." Gaddes could not continue his sentence as his eyes fixed on Folken's groin.
Everyone stared in silence and a few women passed out in shock. The baker's face flushed in embarrassment as he slowly pointed at Folken's erected sex organ. Slowly looking down, the man froze in silence, unable to move or speak.
" That's some monster dick you've got there, kiddo!" the wounded old beggar, Dornkirk remarked weakly as he slowly lifted his head and smirked at Folken with a naughty expression.
Folken's fist came crashing down on his old wrinkly face as Dornkirk's last few dangling teeth dropped onto the ground.
" Ouch!" Dornkirk managed to utter before passing out cold.
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Van and Dilandau finally agreed with each other and decided to stop their foolish battle when suddenly, the cheating, silver haired male threw one more punch at his opponent's face. This powerful hit sent Van flying toward the wall, banging his head on the hard surface.
" Ugh.ugh.ow..tha..t that hurts!" the defeated man stuttered with pain.
Realizing that he had gone too far this time, Dilandau was drowned in guilt. Quickly crawling toward Van's moaning body, he apologized with sincerity and tried to help his friend up by giving him his hand. Taking Dilandau's arm, Van pulled the cheater forward and pinned him to the ground. He stared into those beautiful eyes and pushed his lips against that of his startled friend. Dilandau twitched as he tried to push Van away from him. Unable to break free, he kissed back without shame.
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Folken was just mending the old man's wounds when he discovered something familiar about that face. It was as if he had seen him somewhere before, but couldn't quite remember when or where. Using his mechanical arm to wrap up the big gash, Folken pondered in silence.
Another one of the stupid-annoying-go-ahead and-kill-me voice soon interrupted this silence.
" Folken! Come down here at once! Allen is hurt!" Dryden yelled from the top of his lungs, sending waves of hatred down the healer's spine.
Giving the old man to the care of Gaddes and Jajuka, Folken once again hopped down the stairs to retrieve Allen.
" Oh my god! My sweet baby! You boys and girls should be ashamed of yourselves, you little idiots!" the merchant sobbed as he scorned at the kids.
Folken looked at Dryden with shame as he took the unconscious Allen into his arms and headed up the stairs to his lab.
" Oh Folken! Please tell me he's gonna be okay!" Dryden pleaded, clinging onto Folken's arm. The annoyed man smashed a fist into Dryden's face and left in silence. This time, it was with his metal hand.
" This will shut him up!" Folken chuckled to himself as he looked over and winked at the kids.
Indeed it did.
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Van is still grinding into Dilandau so we should respect them by giving them their privacy. Shooo!!!
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"I must teach these two a lesson." Folken smiled with pride at his brilliant plan as he stared at the two wounded men lying before him. After realizing that the old man was the same one who kicked him in the crotch the other day, Folken decided- since both the old shrink AND Allen- had been enemies to his most precious possession, why not pay them back with sweet revenge? Quickly closing the door, the tall figure decided to put the evil scheme to work.
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Author's note: I'm quite disappointed with this chapter, but wut did u guys think? This thing is getting kinda boring.I'll try to end it soon. * yawns*
" Oh my god! This is some serious shit!" Folken exclaimed as he tried to rinse his penis with lukewarm water. Suddenly, he heard voices coming from downstairs, shouting his name.
" Lord Folken! We need you down here at once! Someone is hurt bad!" Dryden cried in his panicking voice.
" What a convenient time." The poor man said with a sigh as he quickly pulled up his pants and struggled to get down the long, twisting stairs.
When Folken finally made his way to the last step ( after 20 minutes), he saw Gaddes's muscular figure before the door, carrying some bleeding old man. The wounded guy was chewing ardently at the baker's shoulder and Folken sneered in jealousy.
" What's going on?" Folken demanded.
" Folken, the man's hurt bad! He's loosing a.. a lot of blood and.and..." Gaddes could not continue his sentence as his eyes fixed on Folken's groin.
Everyone stared in silence and a few women passed out in shock. The baker's face flushed in embarrassment as he slowly pointed at Folken's erected sex organ. Slowly looking down, the man froze in silence, unable to move or speak.
" That's some monster dick you've got there, kiddo!" the wounded old beggar, Dornkirk remarked weakly as he slowly lifted his head and smirked at Folken with a naughty expression.
Folken's fist came crashing down on his old wrinkly face as Dornkirk's last few dangling teeth dropped onto the ground.
" Ouch!" Dornkirk managed to utter before passing out cold.
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Van and Dilandau finally agreed with each other and decided to stop their foolish battle when suddenly, the cheating, silver haired male threw one more punch at his opponent's face. This powerful hit sent Van flying toward the wall, banging his head on the hard surface.
" Ugh.ugh.ow..tha..t that hurts!" the defeated man stuttered with pain.
Realizing that he had gone too far this time, Dilandau was drowned in guilt. Quickly crawling toward Van's moaning body, he apologized with sincerity and tried to help his friend up by giving him his hand. Taking Dilandau's arm, Van pulled the cheater forward and pinned him to the ground. He stared into those beautiful eyes and pushed his lips against that of his startled friend. Dilandau twitched as he tried to push Van away from him. Unable to break free, he kissed back without shame.
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Folken was just mending the old man's wounds when he discovered something familiar about that face. It was as if he had seen him somewhere before, but couldn't quite remember when or where. Using his mechanical arm to wrap up the big gash, Folken pondered in silence.
Another one of the stupid-annoying-go-ahead and-kill-me voice soon interrupted this silence.
" Folken! Come down here at once! Allen is hurt!" Dryden yelled from the top of his lungs, sending waves of hatred down the healer's spine.
Giving the old man to the care of Gaddes and Jajuka, Folken once again hopped down the stairs to retrieve Allen.
" Oh my god! My sweet baby! You boys and girls should be ashamed of yourselves, you little idiots!" the merchant sobbed as he scorned at the kids.
Folken looked at Dryden with shame as he took the unconscious Allen into his arms and headed up the stairs to his lab.
" Oh Folken! Please tell me he's gonna be okay!" Dryden pleaded, clinging onto Folken's arm. The annoyed man smashed a fist into Dryden's face and left in silence. This time, it was with his metal hand.
" This will shut him up!" Folken chuckled to himself as he looked over and winked at the kids.
Indeed it did.
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Van is still grinding into Dilandau so we should respect them by giving them their privacy. Shooo!!!
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"I must teach these two a lesson." Folken smiled with pride at his brilliant plan as he stared at the two wounded men lying before him. After realizing that the old man was the same one who kicked him in the crotch the other day, Folken decided- since both the old shrink AND Allen- had been enemies to his most precious possession, why not pay them back with sweet revenge? Quickly closing the door, the tall figure decided to put the evil scheme to work.
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Author's note: I'm quite disappointed with this chapter, but wut did u guys think? This thing is getting kinda boring.I'll try to end it soon. * yawns*