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Don't Bloody Your Hands
Song: None. It will be a songfic, but not in this preview
Klepto: (Klepto is my new nickname, just FYI) so, it's not an epilogue, but still. I decided to let you in on a preview. The initial series will be up shortly. I forgot that I had lost the first page (old notebooks tear easily). So these are just a little bit. The stories no where near ending. Anyways, it's a bit more mature, but not enough to be rated M. It's rated T.
Anyhow, the way this works, is that each preview is separated with s. These do go in order, just to let you know. It's really short, but anyways… let's start.
Tanya sat under a tree on the Bloor's grounds, tears running down her cheeks, 'Why must you choose me?' she thought.
'You are The Pendulum. It's an honor.'
'But why did you pick me? No matter what happens, I will oppose my best, and one of my only friends!'
'Do you question my decision?'
'No, but-'
'No buts! Do not question me!'
'I'm sorry'
'You better be'
"I saw the snow. So that was him, huh?" Manfred asked.
"Yeah."
"It wasn't you, I guessed. Your snow is pure, like yourself."
Tanya blushed, "You know I'm not pure. I'm more black then white, and you know it."
Manfred breathed in, his face still in her hair, "I can dream, can't I"
Tanya giggled, softly, "You are so crazy. That's why I like you," she said, touching Manfred's hand, "you may wanna get going. You'll be late."
Manfred kissed her on the cheek, "You're getting so much taller. Almost taller than me."
"You know that will never happen."
"I-"
"Can dream, can't you," Tanya finished, pulling away, and following him down the hall, before he ran into Lysander.
Tanya finally came out, and shut the bookshelf behind her. She pulled her long sleeve over her left hand.
"Father, I have something I really need to tell you. It's about mine and Tanya's future."
"Where do you think you're going?" Manfred asked.
"Let me go!" she snapped, "I'm going to set your father straight! He's going to make you marry Ayume, who is perfectly fine with my half-brother!"
"Yeah," Tanya said, standing, "my problems and her problems are hitting close to home."
"Problems?" Manfred asked, "What problems do you have?"
Tanya stood in the doorway, "I know who holds the Golden Key."
Manfred stared at her, "Tancred?"
Tanya shook her head, "No," she grabbed the door knob, "me," with that; she slammed the door in his face.
Manfred and Tanya instantly sat back up straight, setting their glasses down.
"Thank you all for coming…" Dr. Bloor droned.
Tanya sighed, and picked her glass back up. She stared at the glass, as the contents started splashing over the sides, without moving it. Manfred slapped her hand, and Tanya slapped him back. Asa, who was sitting next to Tanya, hissed, "Knock it off, you two. They're staring."
Tanya and Manfred crouched in there seats, as Asa sighed, "What has he done to you, Tanya?"
"Fuck off, Asa," Tanya growled, but just loud enough so the whole room heard. She sat up, and smiled sheepishly, "Um…hi?"
It was 1:30 by the time she left her room. Gently shutting the door, she tip-toed down the hard wood floor, and then down the steps of the tower. She ran across between the stair cases, and scampered up the steps.
Many of the students near the music wing heard a ghostly noise…
Klepto: That was fun… it will be a great story. Right now, it's 38 pages in my notebook. See you soon!
