YAY! Fourth chapter. I DO NOT own Skulduggery Pleasant. Sorry, again, wish I did. Thanks for the reviews!
China Sorrows was in a pickle. Never before had this happened to her. She usually had people make decisions for her, like Marcie, who always wore a bowtie, so yeah, it was a new thing. She had never experienced it, and for the choice to be so difficult... It was unbearable. Jeez, it's a terrible thing.
"China Sorrows." the man had said.
"How may I help you?." she answered.
"I have a few questions for you."
"Go ahead."
"ok, do you like Solomon Wreath?"
"No."
"Do you have an affair with him?"
"Do I look like the type for him?"
Pause.
"Do you not look like the type for him."
"No! I just said that! Even a blonde like Tanith low could get that right."
"Will you spend a night chained to him, locked in a haunted house? You'll get the Diamond of Corinthia, The Echo stone of Michelangelo, a million pounds, a first draft of Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet, Hamlet, the Tempest, and A Mid Summer Nights Dream, The Golden Dirac, The Lost Sea Scrolls, and the first draft of the Declaration of Independence?" he offered.
China thought
And thought.
"Hell no."_
Ah. I had fun with this one. Sorry for spelling mistakes, and please submit a review! Sorry it's so short.
~Adrasdos24