‘Don’t worry Phoebe you won’t get blamed for anything while I’m here.’ I said to her. ‘Thank you Henry.’ Phoebe said smiling. Just then...I turned around and sniffed the air. I closed my hands into fists and began to growl. ‘Henry what’s wrong?’ Ming asked. ‘I smell a digimon.’ I replied and walked toward the front door, and opened it. There standing in the street in front of the house was Mercurymon. ‘I thought I would find thee here. Give me thy element.’ Mercurymon demanded. ‘I don’t think. "As soon as I uttered "stop", she reacted instantly and looked at me withfear in her eyes. I mean his eyes. I had to drag him --- yes him, him,him, him --- to the arm of the chair."I looked fondly at that adorable face. I never told her --- HIM!!! ---just how pretty it was. The makeup, the earrings, the studs, thebarbells, the clips, and of course the pink penis gag. I had only teasedhim about it in front of his family that very first month, ages ago.They disowned him: my responsibility."Pansy,. The last to walk down the aisle were the flower girl and boy. They were incredibly cute as they walked along spreading flower petals from their baskets. I had to chuckle as I noticed the boy stopped to look over the railing of the bridge. He was indeed doing what a boy would do.The music changed to announce the arrival of the bride. I could hear the movement of the guests as they stood to watch the bride walk down the aisle. I turned my head to look at the woman I was going to marry.What I saw. I stopped in front of her desk and when she didn't invite me to sit down or even say a word, I just stood there. Her glare intensified and I felt my bowels loosen. I was unaccountably terrified of her and I don't really know why. The silence grew and I became increasingly uncomfortable even though I didn't think that was possible.She leaned back in her chair and put her hands behind her head. She studied me as if I had just crawled out from under a rock. Kind of curious, yet unaffected.Finally.
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