The twelve days of

by Caatmikmak

Just because I thought the idea is funny. There will be four versions unless I get some last hand inspiration. I challenge by the way anyone willing to come up with their own version for one of the characters.

3. chapter 3

The twelve days of Victoria.

On the first day of Christmas, Zorro gave to me,
A ride in the moonlight.

On the second day of Christmas, Zorro gave to me,
A passionate kiss and a ride in the moonlight.

On the third day of Christmas, Zorro gave to me,
Whispers of love, a passionate kiss and a ride in the moonlight.

On the fourth day of Christmas, Zorro gave to me
One red rose, whispers of love, a passionate kiss and a ride in the moonlight.

On the fifth day of Christmas, Zorro gave to me
One weak lie.
One red rose, whispers of love, a passionate kiss and a ride in the moonlight.

On the sixth day of Christmas, Zorro gave to me
A warm embrace.
One weak lie.
One red rose, whispers of love, a passionate kiss and a ride in moonlight.

On the seventh day of Christmas, Zorro gave to me
a cunning plan, a warm embrace.
One weak lie.
One red rose, whispers of love, a passionate kiss and a ride in the moonlight.

On the eighth day of Christmas, Zorro gave to me
A whispered apology, a cunning plan, a warm embrace.
One weak lie.
One red rose, whispers of love, a passionate kiss and a ride in the moonlight.

On the ninth day of Christmas, Zorro gave to me
A shimmer of hope, a whispered apology, a cunning plan, a warm embrace.
One weak lie.
One red rose, whispers of love, a passionate kiss and a ride in the moonlight.

On the tenth day of Christmas, Zorro gave to me
One golden ring, a shimmer of hope, a whispered apology, a cunning plan, a warm embrace.
One weak lie.
One red rose, whispers of love, a passionate kiss and a ride in the moonlight.

On the eleventh day of Christmas, Zorro gave to me
One black mask. One golden ring, a shimmer of hope, a whispered apology, a cunning plan, a warm embrace.
One weak lie.
One red rose, whispers of love, a passionate kiss and a ride in the moonlight.

On the twelfth day of Christmas, Diego gave to me.
His eternal love, one black mask, one golden ring, a shimmer of hope, a whispered apology, a cunning plan, a warm embrace.
One weak lie.
One red rose, whispers of love, a passionate kiss and a ride in the moonlight.

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