Chapter XXIII: I Swear On My Poetry
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“Bonjour, Poe.”
“Yeah, bonjour, whatever, what’s the matter? You look like you just found out you’re a vampire.”135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfv6SLn5kKH
“I gotta secret. Can ya keep it?”135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsJexfxcqWx
“Of course I can, Frèdèric. We’ve been best friends since we were… well, knee high to a grasshopper!”
Poète whisper-shouted.
Frèdèric chuckled at his friend’s enthusiasm.
“Alright, good.”135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhjDwrc37VP
Frèdèric leaned in, lowering his voice even more.
“You swear that you won’t tell?”135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZW3XvmSNlw
“YES I SWEAR ON MY POETRY! Just say it already!”135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXWIRCa80GQ
Poète yelped.
“Patience! Patience, Poe! Patience is a virtue! Now, hush!”135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcKcZ4eVCe5
Frèdèric hissed, grabbing Poète by the shoulder.
“Secretly, I get real nervous when I see blood.”135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXcuPAjhX20
He mumbled.
Poète blinked for a moment.
“...That’s it?”
“Yes! What did you expect?! ‘I’m secretly married to my dog’?!”135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6vOGVexpzP
“Um… yeah kinda!”
Suddenly, the world began to blur as voices began to sound strained and empty.
“Poe? Poooooooooe? Poète!”135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡANHyiduygy
Poète blinked awake to see Fidèle standing over him, now aware of the fact that he had fallen asleep on his desk.
“What do you want…?”
He grumbled, burying his face in his notebook.
“Where are all of your utensils? There is only one spoon in there and it’s a ladle.”135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5Vm4Qoasit
She whispered.
“...Why in the name of God do you need utensils at this hour, toi farfadet?!”
“I’m painting a masterpiece.”135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdmcI4M79Pm
She said sarcastically.
“I’m making food! What do you think I’m doing!?”
“Oh dear! I don’t know! Mon dieu why are you so grumpy?!”135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwdFKvbMse7
“Why are you so grumpy?”
She retorted, raising an eyebrow.
“Oh dear! I wonder! It’s almost like you woke me up in the middle of the night three months after killing my friends!”
He spat with mock cheer in his voice.
“I thought you had forgiven me.”
She hissed.
“Well, I haven’t.”135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGD9oc9X9bV
“Then I won't forgive you either.”135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8KJrJyu3mA
“Forgive me for what?!”
“Killing my husband!”
She growled.
“I didn’t kill your husband! He was my friend too, y’know!”135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡL9wEeoMs93
He snarled.
“...Besides, the guilt would eat me alive.”
He admitted, rubbing his temples.
Fidèle cleared her throat.
“So… uhm… anyway, utensils?”
She grunted.
Poète exhaled.
“Oh dear… just use the ladle.”
He muttered.
“I’ll do the dishes later.”135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoO4WZlO4rB
“Will you?”135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbghcNFnNGd
“Probably not.”
Fidèle blinked slowly.
“Why… why are you like this?”135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUNSTPZVnKY
“If I am going to be strange I should at least use proper grammar.”135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1ctabmOPJQ
“That didn’t- Never mind.”
She turned and left the room.
"Good night, Poe"135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXRpp5sCWBx
"G'night."
Chapter XXIII: I Swear On My Poetry
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“Bonjour, Poe.”
“Yeah, bonjour, whatever, what’s the matter? You look like you just found out you’re a vampire.”135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡa3e81RRwHB
“I gotta secret. Can ya keep it?”135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeGdOgpANIK
“Of course I can, Frèdèric. We’ve been best friends since we were… well, knee high to a grasshopper!”
Poète whisper-shouted.
Frèdèric chuckled at his friend’s enthusiasm.
“Alright, good.”135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4FRz24rWix
Frèdèric leaned in, lowering his voice even more.
“You swear that you won’t tell?”135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFTfPE7cxOc
“YES I SWEAR ON MY POETRY! Just say it already!”135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡA6ArwwUQGa
Poète yelped.
“Patience! Patience, Poe! Patience is a virtue! Now, hush!”135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzYdNMGSF7P
Frèdèric hissed, grabbing Poète by the shoulder.
“Secretly, I get real nervous when I see blood.”135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡi8HK6soSRR
He mumbled.
Poète blinked for a moment.
“...That’s it?”
“Yes! What did you expect?! ‘I’m secretly married to my dog’?!”135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡm55kEmMWdB
“Um… yeah kinda!”
Suddenly, the world began to blur as voices began to sound strained and empty.
“Poe? Poooooooooe? Poète!”135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKYy3YiKPQH
Poète blinked awake to see Fidèle standing over him, now aware of the fact that he had fallen asleep on his desk.
“What do you want…?”
He grumbled, burying his face in his notebook.
“Where are all of your utensils? There is only one spoon in there and it’s a ladle.”135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0siKXKVc9t
She whispered.
“...Why in the name of God do you need utensils at this hour, toi farfadet?!”
“I’m painting a masterpiece.”135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡn1E0LIx2ZH
She said sarcastically.
“I’m making food! What do you think I’m doing!?”
“Oh dear! I don’t know! Mon dieu why are you so grumpy?!”135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCldejGCTjl
“Why are you so grumpy?”
She retorted, raising an eyebrow.
“Oh dear! I wonder! It’s almost like you woke me up in the middle of the night three months after killing my friends!”
He spat with mock cheer in his voice.
“I thought you had forgiven me.”
She hissed.
“Well, I haven’t.”135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnsZfpoL6OS
“Then I won't forgive you either.”135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvk4Tvxfs8t
“Forgive me for what?!”
“Killing my husband!”
She growled.
“I didn’t kill your husband! He was my friend too, y’know!”135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNhfWrtPb3b
He snarled.
“...Besides, the guilt would eat me alive.”
He admitted, rubbing his temples.
Fidèle cleared her throat.
“So… uhm… anyway, utensils?”
She grunted.
Poète exhaled.
“Oh dear… just use the ladle.”
He muttered.
“I’ll do the dishes later.”135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7pFeAxtDmd
“Will you?”135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4TLZXGirlj
“Probably not.”
Fidèle blinked slowly.
“Why… why are you like this?”135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHDTOVAh4Mi
“If I am going to be strange I should at least use proper grammar.”135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpDKbuY1eQZ
“That didn’t- Never mind.”
She turned and left the room.
"Good night, Poe"135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡx05R4b5Oy1
"G'night."
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