"I'm sick of having all this weight on my shoulders! It's too much for me to handle. I mean look at me. I'm so pathetically small and vulnerable." She sighed. "Or at least it would be nice to have some time to myself." Sadie lifted her head and stood up to stretch.

Frollo overheard her open thoughts and followed Sadie outside, grabbing her hoodie off of the ground. "Good morning."

She turned around then sat on a slanted boulder behind the shed. "Hi." The girl took her hoodie and put it on, zipping it all the way. "Thanks."

"How did you sleep?" He knelt beside her.

"I slept alright thank you." She tightly blinked. "Can I propose a theory?"

Frollo tilted his head. "What kind of theory? A biblical theory? A mathematical theory?"

She blinked and shook her head. "Not exactly. I was wondering. What would happen if you and I were the last two people on earth?"

The judge rose to his feet. "That is quite a sudden prediction Sadie. How did that come across your thoughts?" "I don't know." She shrugged and continued to watch the sun rise.

"Are you feeling overwhelmed at all? Scared maybe? Paranoid?" She sighed. "The third one. I just feel that if I don't have control over everything twenty four seven, everyone will vanish and it will be all my fault." She reached for his right hand. He sighed and placed hers in his. "You are quite mature for your age. But I can assure you Sadie, everything will be fine. Relax."

She wiped her eyes. "I don't know if I can. I mean if we hadn't stopped in our tracks last night, we would have been more than half way to our destination and on our way to America."

Frollo held his other hand in front of her mouth. "Everything in life takes time Sadie. You can't expect things to happen in the blink of an eye." She turned to him. "Yeah I know."

"Would it make you feel better if it was just you and I on this little quest for survival?" He half smiled.

She looked down at his hand rubbing hers. 'I don't know about this. He'll start to lust after me even more. Or even worse, I'll be mocked by other people who might pass us. But then again, he is older and more knowledgeable about the ways of the world. He said nothing about a blooming romance. Okay.' She sighed. 'I accept.' "I suppose so. But I can't just abandon them. They're basically counting on me. Their lives are at stake and I am their leader. Their torch."

"May I tell you something?" She unsurely nodded. "I guess so."

"You have a good heart Sadie. But you need to take care of yourself as well. That should always come first. And no, you are not being selfish by doing so." Sadie gulped and rested her head on his chest. "You do not need to choose a path right now. But I want you to make the choice that is the most comfortable to you. Alright?" He helped her stand up. "Okay. I will. Thank you Claude." "You are welcome." They walked back to the shed.

"In a short thirty seven years, I have grown weary and ghastly of this world." "I don't blame you. As have I. When were you led to such a downfall?"

He sighed and stopped walking. The girl backed against the shed wall. "I'm sorry." She nervously whispered. "Sadie. I am thirty seven." She shook her head. "Y..you're kidding. You can't be serious. Are you really?" "Yes. I am. Many years of stress have unfortunately taken their toll."

"Th..that's sudden. Uh." Sadie cleared her throat. "I'm sorry I brought up something so personal to you." "It's not personal at all Sadie. Troublesome though? Absolutely. I would just rather not refer to it." "I don't like looking back at my past either to be honest." She glanced down at the ground.

"I will explain if you will. I'm curious." The girl's eyes met his and she blushed. "About me? A lonesome child sized atheist with a terrible shortness of a temper?" Frollo lifted his left hand and went to lay it on her cheek. Sadie guided him and rested his hand there. "Yes."

She sighed. "I will. When the time is right. It's a pretty heavy concept." He nodded and led her back to the shed. "I understand."

Frollo quietly opened the shed door and noticed that everyone was still asleep. "It appears that you and I are the only early risers here." The girl hummed. "I guess what everybody said was true. The early bird gets the worm. Or in this case, the gift of survival." The judge went to retrieve his attire while Sadie held the door open. "Wait, what time is it anyway?"

He walked out once fully clothed and picked up her belongings, handing them to her. She closed the door with a sigh of relief. "The door opens from inside right?" "Yes. It does. Anyway, if the sun just fully rose, I would say maybe it is six thirty or seven."

"Huh." She shrugged. "Okay. Now what?" "We won't go far." He blinked and casually walked down the road. Sadie caught up to him and sighed. "It's so quiet in the morning." "Yes. It is isn't it? None of that nonsensical music playing." "There's nothing wrong with a little music. Then again there is a precise time and place for it. Don't get me wrong, I would be annoyed too."

"Is there anything that you do like Sadie?"

"Course. The list might not be big, but I do have a softer side." She scratched her forehead. "Like animals, well most of them anyway, nature, food,.." She giggled. "..those puzzle books I was solving earlier, that's pretty much it. The basic things in life." The girl adjusted the necklace around her neck. "However, I can go on and on stating what I hate."

Frollo tightly blinked. "Please do not use the term hate." "Sorry. What I despise." Sadie corrected herself. "Thank you. Carry on."

"Laziness mostly. People who lack logic and common sense, snobby rich people, high fashion, peer pressure, vultures.." Sadie held in how she much she hated those who are deeply religious and self righteous.

"Wait a minute, how did you speak so in depth about humanity?" "Suits their own right?" She smirked. "Life. I grew up being upon those fractions of society." "Really?" "Yep. Ludicrous." Sadie rolled her eyes.

"Anyway, I tend to like all animals except vultures, spiders, and any insects that can harm you." "Ah. And why don't you like them?" "I just think that they are freaky looking. Their bald heads and big wings. I've never been stung or anything by bugs but I'm still scared that I might."

"You tend to overthink a lot don't you?"

Sadie looked up from the ground and steadied her weapon, shooting a lurking zombie in the heart. "Yeah. We should go back before I get into any trouble." She turned around.

"Sadie. Those gypsies will be fine on their own." "But.." The girl hesitantly sighed. The judge narrowed his eyes, trying not to lose his patience. Sadie gulped then quickly nodded.

"Good. You discovered the advantages of obeying." Sadie quickly shook her head and fluttered her eyes. 'I knew this conversation was too good to be true.' She stuck her hand in her back pocket and secretly rose her middle finger at him. Now relaxed, she passed him to shoot a few more zombies. 'If you didn't see it, it didn't happen.'

Frollo groaned. 'Calm yourself! For the last time!' "Sadie?" The girl ignored him as his footsteps grew closer. "Sadie." 'No!' After decapitating one of the creatures, a blurry bright light was seen in the distance. "It's..is that a lighthouse? No. It can't be. The map said it was farther away. Impossible." She kept walking at her normal pace.

"Sadie stop." Frollo sprinted to catch up to her. "I don't want to lose you." "Just don't talk to me." She sighed and started to walk faster. "Stop!" "Or what?" She stood still and growled, leveling her eyes with his. "Do you really need me to explain?" "Apparently I do." The girl spat and folded her arms.

"Well? Show, don't tell."

Frollo looked at the light pink lines on her wrists, feeling a sharp sting in his chest.

"I knew it. Coward." She wiped her eyes and continued down the road through the tall grass.

The judge yanked her right wrist. "What did you just call me?" "You can spell can you not?" Sadie forced her wrist free. "Threaten me again heathen and you will surely regret it." Claude slid his fingers down her chest.

"Okay." She drawled. "I apologize." "Your plea is meaningless. Your whole life is banished to hell." "How pathetic." She rolled her eyes. "If only people like yourself are permitted to enter heaven's gates, I would be more then proud to go to hell." "Do not contradict what you tend to believe!"

"I'm not contradicting anything. Hell is just a hole in the ground once a human passes on and is buried. There is no higher power and there is no lower power. When we die, nothing will happen to us. Okay fine. You want to believe in fairy tales? Then go right ahead. I don't want to hear another false statement about my immaturity and childish ways."

Frollo narrowed his eyes. Sadie groaned once he pulled her back to him. "You are going to wish that you have never said that." He threatened with another hand on her shorts and between her legs. The girl roughly shifted her body and her gun fell to the ground. "Your son will be more self righteous than you will ever be." His thumb moved in a circle. She tightened her eyes. "Please don't Claude." She sniffled. "I'll do anything else."

"Shh..negotiation is obsolete my dear." He tugged the backpack off of her and lay her head on the concrete. "Please no!" Sadie panted as her body was paralyzed by fear. "Silence." The judge undid his robe and covered the girl's lower body.

Sadie looked up at the blurry sky with a tense look on her face. 'Clopin and Esmeralda were right. And I was stupid enough to doubt them.'

Frollo went to unbutton her shorts. "Good. Now perhaps you will keep that vulgar mouth of yours closed for once. You might even take up the courtesy to never speak again." Sadie heard the zipper becoming undone and calmly shut her eyes. 'I can't move!'

She couldn't feel or see that he had stopped there and fixed her shorts.

"I am guiltless. You instigated, I pursued." Frollo set a hand at her waist. Sadie fluttered her wet eyes. He sat her up but she quickly rose to her feet and grabbed her weapon, angrily pointing it at his chest. "S..Sadie.." He slowly backed up and covered his chest. "Rape me again. Go ahead. I freakin' dare you!" She pulled the trigger but the bullet only pierced the side of his robe. Frollo knelt down with a collapsed face and stared at the hole. "Well. I think we can all agree that you are quite a holy man." Sadie smiled as she felt her revenge was far from equal.

Frollo slowly stood up, furious. He rose a palm and knocked Sadie out cold. "Yes. I am quite holy aren't I? Ridding this world of demons like yourself." He sighed, not knowing that his slap had caused her to lose consciousness. "Now get up. Before I do so again."

There was no response.

"Get up!" He rose his voice. The judge helped her up but she fell back down to the ground. "Sadie. Wake up!"

He gritted his teeth and picked up her bag and weapon, as well as the black patch that fell off from the bullet's pressure. He picked her up in his arms and felt her cheek. "Once she recovers yet again, I need to rid this robe. She has forever shamed it."

After ten minutes of walking with thankfully no obstacles, Frollo spotted the dock that the gypsies were discussing earlier. To the side was a small but still stable lighthouse. The judge hastily opened the door and lay her body on the dark wooden floor. He looked around and noticed a pile of jumbled clothes. He then walked outside and wet two of the white cloth rags and placed one the girl's forehead. The other was placed against her cheek. Frollo lastly covered her with a blue blanket.

"Sadie." He felt her chest with the back of his hand and took off her gear.

She suddenly shook her head and slowly sat up, her errors clear on her mind. "Can you hand me my bag please?"

He handed it to her with a straight face.

"Thanks." She took out a sewing needle and thread. She took the piece of fabric from his hand and located the hole. After she did, Sadie began to sew it back on. "The thread might be a little lighter.."

"Sadie." Frollo calmly interrupted.

"..but it shouldn't be too visible. Then again.."

"Sadie."

"..since we will be arriving at a shore soon, it should be able to stand the wind."

"Sadie."

"Yes?"

"I don't care about that." "Oh. Okay then. Other than that, it's not that noticeable anyway." She cut the thread once it was already stitched. "So let's get going then." He hushed her and lay her head back down. "We are already there Sadie." "Woah. Awesome. All we need is a boat." "Sadie. Don't worry about that now." He undid his robe and removed his hat. "I..I'm confused."

"That was the secret I was keeping from you."

"I.."

"You see, my father was a deeply religious man. More than I am today. He was also the minister of Paris before myself as well. Therefore, I was not only raised upon God's principles but also in the belief to treat those who disagreed or disobeyed unfairly. On the day he passed away four years ago, he commanded that I was to wear this robe and cherish it until the day I die."

"I'm so sorry to hear that. I had no idea that he meant so much to you." She sighed, catching on to his past life. "He didn't Sandra. That was the entire point. He brainwashed and mislead me."

"That's terrible." Sadie blinked. "I didn't have the best relationship with my father either."

"Although I am guilty that I haven't kept my promise, I am eager." "Eager?" The girl slowly sat up. "Yes Sandra. Will you show me the concepts of kindness and acceptance instead of hate and refusal?" "Uh.." The girl blushed. "..sure. I will. But there is one extremely crucial element about all of it."

"Yes?"

Her eyes began to well up again. "Please don't hurt me again." He lay her head on his chest. "I mean we can fight, just like any pair does, but I grow even more scared of you every time you use your physical strength."

"It was wrong for me to do to begin with." He placed a hand on the back of her head. "I truly am sorry Sadie."

She gasped. 'Did he just apologize!? Oh my gosh!' "I accept your apology. But the main problem here is how we are going to raise a child in this environment." "Sadie. I didn't rape you. That is one thing I actually have control over." "Really?" She lifted her head.

"Really." His thumb wiped her eyes and helped her remove her hoodie. She jumbled it up into her makeshift pillow. "Would you like for me to continue reading Animal Farm?" She blinked. "You didn't bring the book though." "Alas I have." He unzipped her backpack and took it out. "Seriously?" She giggled. "Yes."

Sadie hummed as he sat beside her and picked up where he left off. "Do you get seasick?"

Frollo cleared his throat. "I do not. Why? Do you?" Sadie shook her head. "Nope. I was just curious." "Alright. Don't get ahead of yourself. We'll leave in an hour or so. It's still daylight." Sadie smiled as Claude started to read.

"How they toiled and sweated to get the hay in! But their efforts were rewarded, for the harvest was an even bigger success than they had hoped. Sometimes the work was hard; the implements had been designed for human beings and not for animals, and it was a great drawback that no animal was able to use any tool that involved standing on his hind legs. But the pigs were so clever that they could think of a way round every difficulty. As for the horses, they knew every inch of the field, and in fact understood the business of mowing and raking far better than Jones and his men had ever done.

The pigs did not actually work, but directed and supervised the others. With their superior knowledge, it was natural that they should assume the leadership. Boxer and Clover would harness themselves to the cutter or the horse rake. No bits or reins were needed in these days, of course, and tramp steadily round and round the field with a pig walking behind and calling out "Gee up, comrade!" or "Whoa back, comrade!" as the case might be. And every animal down to the humblest worked at turning the hay and gathering it. Even the ducks and hens toiled to and fro all day in the sun, carrying tiny wisps of hay in their beaks. In the end they finished the harvest in two days less time than it had usually taken Jones and his men. Moreover, it was the biggest harvest that the farm had ever seen. There was no wastage whatever. The hens and ducks with their sharp eyes had gathered up the very last stalk. And not an animal on the farm had stolen so much as a mouthful."

Sadie pulled the blanket up to cover her shoulders and continued to listen to him read with a smile.

"All through that summer the work of the farm went like clockwork. The animals were happy as they had never conceived it possible to be. Every mouthful of food was an acute positive pleasure, now that it was truly their own food, produced by themselves and for themselves, not doled out to them by a grudging master. With the worthless parasitical human beings gone, there was more for everyone to eat. There was more leisure too, inexperienced though the animals were. They met with many difficulties.

For instance, later in the year when they harvested the corn, they had to tread it out in the ancient style and blow away the chaff with their breath, since the farm possessed no threshing machine. But the pigs with their cleverness and Boxer with his tremendous muscles always pulled them through. Boxer was the admiration of everybody. He had been a hard worker even in Jones's time, but now he seemed more like three horses than one; there were days when the entire work of the farm seemed to rest on his mighty shoulders. From morning to night, he was pushing and pulling, always at the spot where the work was hardest. He had made an arrangement with one of the cockerels to call him in the mornings half an hour earlier than anyone else. And would put in some volunteer labour at whatever seemed to be most needed, before the regular day's work began. His answer to every problem, every setback, was "I will work harder!" Which he had adopted as his personal motto."