Here's the next chapter. I could use some advice! R&R!

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Holly, by now very annoyed, said defiantly, "What? What do you mean, here's the thing?"

Trouble carefully replied, "It's not that we didn't think you were coming back, most people did," [except for me, thought Trouble], "But Foaly wasn't sure how long you would be, so your apartment is kind of leased out and your things, are, um, well, they're in storage," By now his voice had faded to a whisper, for although he was Commander Kelp, Trouble still feared Holly's wrath.

"D'Arvit! WHAT DO YOU MEAN, they're IN STORAGE?"

"Holly, seriously, calm down, your things are fine, and, well, I'll help you find a new apartment. In the meantime, you can stay with me, for tonight anyways. I made Grub go stay with his precious Mummy. Maybe I can finally get rid of him, hmm…."

"Oh, whatever," said Holly grumpily. "I can't believe that even though you got rid of your mother, Grub is still living with you."

Knowing she had caved, Trouble weakly protested, "Well, It's not my fault he started packing when I told him I was getting my own apartment."

"Holly chuckled, then said, "Maybe I'll have to help you find an apartment, too."

Now that their friendship was reestablished and stories caught up, Holly and Trouble walked back to his apartment laughing, chatting, gossiping, and smiling. Somehow, Trouble's hand managed to find and take hold of Holly's. Though surprised, she didn't pull away, but blushed instead. Trouble went red in the face and almost ran, but stopped himself. The two then continued toward the small flat that Grub shared [sadly] with Trouble, unaware that someone, hiding in the darkness, could see them laughing, flirting, and holding hands. Someone holding something…

TBC

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Sorry it is kind of short. I think I might be rushing it, maybe not capturing the characters right? I'm not sure. I might rewrite it. Tell me what you think.