Stanford looked up, smiling at her, "You've come to let me go, my love?"

"Never. Leave her alone," Will growled, getting in front of Aurora.

Stanford sighed, "Then why are YOU here? Did you come here to torture me again?"

"No, I've come to finally end you."


Everyone else was confused, and also disturbed by the screams that were coming from the basement. He was grinning.

Ford glared at him, "Why?"

"Because he's a nut," Will snickered, walking out of the elevator, with a crying Aurora.

Ford quickly noticed Will's blood stained clothes, "Okay, what did you do?"

"Revenge," He snickered, "obviously. They deserved it, too."

Ford sighed, "I'm not going to ask."

"You probably shouldn't. Besides, Blue, I'm not a nut," He mumbled.

Will snickered, "Sure... whatever you want to tell yourself, Gold."

Nobody decided to comment, as they all continued eating, before finishing and then going to bed.


"What is this? Why are they doing this?"

"I don't know."

"Hmm... it's interesting, you know."

"Of course it is."

"... do you think we should investigate?"

"I don't know..."

"Someone seems to have the same power that I do, but... they're in the real world."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, that theY can seE all the characterS files and write whatever they want. That's what they're doing right now."

"Oh. Interesting. I knew that's what they were doing."

"Jasmine, April, Sofia, and Dani have been looking for their parents for a while... you know."

"I know. I know everything."

"Just because you're a prince, don't mean you know everything. I, however, do. I have control over some of the text, and I could even delete some of what's happened... or I could delete those dumb Pines Twins, both sets of them... so that I can get back at him for leaving me alone."

"... but... wouldn't Jasmine, April, Sofia, Dani, Aurora, and the triplets cease to exist then?"

"Yes, that's precisely it."

"Why... would you do that, then?"

"For revenge. Besides, we can wait until after all the other children are born, so that I can just... delete them all too. Besides, we could delete all of them, and wouldn't that be good, my dear prince? We'd be alone. Forever. Together."

"I... guess?"

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"You have a point, Monika. Alright, what do you want us to do?"


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