A/N: Oh my god.
I'm literally loling right now.
Because of an AMAZING reviewer named Integras.
Just... thank you.
Have a cookie.
Ok, lets get going with the chapter!
y/n: Yes, master. I have the desired item.
?: Perfect.
y/n hands ? a bloody axe and a lantern.
?: I shall go into the spirit world and give that girl what she deserves.
y/n: Mr. Fawles, I don't see the point, she's already dea-
Fawles: CALL ME MASTER. TERRY FAWLES IS NO MORE.
Fawles: I want to get that- other one, too.
Fawles: What's her name?
y/n: Who?
Fawles: The hippie attorney who got me poisoned.
y/n: Mia Fey did not get you poisoned.
Fawles: I DON'T CARE.
y/n: Where is Gaspen, master?
Fawles: Tending to the bodies.
y/n: Who's?
Fawles: Hippie Attorney's sister & cousin.
y/n: They're dead? I... don't understand.
y/n: You promised me this was only for ridding the world of crime.
Fawles: Promise? Ha. I was "promised" a better life by Dahlia. See where that brought me. I was "promised" a Not Guilty verdict. A promise is merely a method of which one fools the weak.
y/n: Zebra-boy. I'm done with you. I have an axe and a flaming lantern. That's all I need... Idiot.
Fawles: What? Ugh! Noooooo! It can't beeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-
*crack*
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*sizzle*
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