Aleuandharry: I feel so great! This is my story's fourth day and I've already gotten eight reviews! Well, don't want to keep you waiting, here's the new chapter!
Bendy loaded two arrows, and prepared to fire. Bloo tried to wrestle them away but it was too late. The arrows shot from Bendy's bow but, fortunately, missed Mac and Angelina (Aleuandharry: Phew!), and instead zoomed passed them, around four corners, down two flights of stairs, (shooting past several imaginary friends) through the sitting room, the waiting room, the bouncy room, the stables, and heading straight for the hospital wing, where Frankie laid unconscious.
"What was that?" said Angelina.
"I don't know," said Mac, "but, uh, how 'bout that tour, huh?"
"Sure, let's go!" cried Angelina with excitement. And they ran off, yet again.
"Grr! I missed!" growled Bendy. "Oh, well. I can always try again," he added deviously, and ran after them.
Bloo, so mad he was shaking, roared,
"YOU STAY AWAY FROM MY BUDDY…BUDDY!" and raced after him.
Back at the hospital wing, Frankie had finally awoken. She was stretching herself out when Wilt came in with "get well soon" balloons shaped like hearts, and a card.
"Hey, Frankie! You okay?" asked Wilt.
"Yeah…I'm okay, Wilt. Whatcha got there?"
"Oh, well, um…" the tall friend began to blush, "I heard you were in the hospital wing and, well I brought some get well soon gifts. Is that okay?"
"Aw, Wilt, that's so sweet. Thanks."
"No problem."
Then, at that instant, the two arrows buzzed in, ricocheted off the bed stand, and hit both Frankie and Wilt. They both stared at each other for a moment, and then Wilt said,
"Frankie," in a gentle voice "would you like me to walk you to your room?"
"Oh, Wilt," said Frankie in a swooning voice, "Of course, only…"
"What is it?"
"My leg feels pretty sore. Could you carry me?"
Wilt picked her up with his good hand and said warmly,
"Of course, Frankie, my dear."
Then he strolled out of the hospital wing, with Frankie cradled in his arm. Then the least liked member in the home, Duchess, walking through the stables looking for Frankie, looked up and saw them both.
"Hey, Duchess," said Wilt dreamily staring into Frankie's eyes. Frankie just waved with her fingers and stared back into Wilt's eyes (his good and bad one).
"What's up with them?" asked one of the horses with horns and wings and that talked.
"I do not know," said Duchess, "and I do not want to know."
Aleuandharry: Well that's the chapter, hope you liked it! I just want to say two things: One, if any of you are interested you can read review my other story. It's a Harry Potter story called "A New Crush for a Young Wizard" (you don't have to, but I'd appreciate it.)
And two I'm thinking about changing my author name. Any suggestions? Oh! And also Read Review this new chapter! Bye-bye!