A Stolen Heart Chapter 11 (Lifty x Splendid)

Chapter 11: Getting To Know You

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Lifty’s POV…

Well, I dunno how, but 3 weeks flew by since that evening. I’ve been feeling surprisingly comfortable here at Splendid’s place, too. He recently started giving me a list of chores to do on the regular which included sweeping, mopping, and washing the dishes. I’ll it, I never expected Splendid to be as much of a neat freak as he is until he started critiquing my way of doing the chores and not letting me half ass them. I also it that I’m not used to doing chores considering Shifty and I have been living out of our van for a long time and even in our last shitty apartment, we pretty much left it as a pigsty most of the time.

Also, I’m pretty sure our lazy dishwashing skills was most likely the reason we kept getting sick after eating food off of them.

Splendid and I did get into an argument again about my lack of skill with doing chores, however this time I didn’t storm away from the apartment. He also said he’d teach me to cook or bake if I wanted.

You know… I never realized how generous this hero is. I mean, I know he’s a goody two shoes but I never pictured him being THIS giving. I also haven’t had someone be this generous to me in a long long time.

I think I like it though…

So, I was waiting for Splendid to get home one evening, and when I checked the clock I realized he was late. I mean it ain’t the first time, because he’s told me that sometimes he works later or he does a patrol, and it’s not like I miss him or nothing. I am getting kind of hungry though, and it’s not like Splendid doesn’t have any instant food here, but for some reason I’m really craving his cooking.

I wonder if I should check on him at his job?

“Hmm…” I hummed to myself. “Am I really THAT hungry?”

Grumble, grumble

“Yes. Yes I am.”

Splendid’s POV…

I can’t imagine many others with a job can say, “Boy I sure am relieved that my boss and coworkers didn’t die today, that would have REALLY put us behind schedule!”

But that’s how it is when you live in a town that seems to not only curse the residents with the worst luck but also resurrect them. Thankfully we seemed to have good luck for once after our entire staff died three days in a row, leaving me to pick up ALL of the slack. I don’t think I have enough energy for a patrol and I just wanna go home and have an easy dinner, then bedtime for me and Lifty.

Even though it’s only been 3 weeks, I’ve gotten pretty used to the idea of Lifty living with me. So far we’ve been getting along pretty well. I don’t know if he considers me a friend or just a roommate, but I will say, it’s actually nice to have someone to come home to.

Actually, there’s something I have in mind that I wanna ask him.

After leaving my office, I decided to walk home. Like I said, I didn’t have the energy for a patrol so I DEFINITELY didn’t have energy for flying tonight. It was pretty chilly out, which makes sense because autumn is coming soon. Which reminds me, I need to buy a new jacket for this season.

Then, I saw a green raccoon across the street. It was Lifty!

I was about to wave to him and ask why he was out, but I halted in my words when he vanished! I heard myself gasp as I watched Lifty get pulled into the alleyway between the two buildings he was walking by.

“Lifty!” I yelled.

I know I said I didn’t have any energy for a patrol tonight, but this was an emergency!

I quickly flew towards the alleyway in pursuit of Lifty and whoever kidnapped him. I decided to stay above the alleyway so I wouldn’t crash into anything or anybody, and eventually I saw Lifty getting dragged away by…

“Shifty?!”

Lifty’s POV…

After this, I’m going to add ‘being dragged into an alleyway by my shitty twin brother’ to my least favourite things list. I mean, I’m not surprised he was able to break out of jail, but what does he want with me? I thought I told him off about a month ago with that whole ‘tripping him in a museum’ thing. Does he not get that?!

After dragging me further and further into the alley, I was thrown against a wall. It hurt less than it normally would, probably because I’ve been eating a lot better and therefore I’m less fragile.Or at least that’s how I feel.

“Ack, what the fuck…” I grumbled, stepping away from the wall.

“Sorry, bro, didn’t mean to be too rough. I’m just excited to see you, ya know?” Shifty said, snickering.

“Missed me? Yeah, okay, sure.”

“What, don’t believe me?”

As a matter of fact I didn’t. What my brother actually means is: “Hey little brother, I found something else for us to steal and I want you to be the distraction so I’ll get away and take all of the loot.”

I didn’t say this to him, of course. He knows what he’s actually saying, so I won’t waste my breath. Problem is, how am I gonna get away from him? I don’t see any way he’s going to just let me walk away from him, and he’s always been faster than me, so no way in hell am I going to be able to book it and outrun him. Ugh, where’s that bastard hero when you need him? Honestly, I’ll take anybody who could save me from Shifty, even if it’s Lumpy.

“Anyway, I figured you needed to cool down after your little accident at the museum, so I gave you your space. But now I really need you to come back, alright?” my twin in the fedora said.

My ear twitched.

“Accident?” I echoed.

“Yeaaah,” Shifty said, placing his arm around my shoulder. “See, I figured that you did that because you were mad about me letting you die in that… other heist we won’t talk about, so I figured you know what? The egg was on my face at that moment and you just wanted some petty revenge.”

As Shifty talked on and on, I gave him a look. The look that reads, “Are you being fucking serious right now?”

“So, you know what? Okay, fine, maybe I deserved it, but now we can move past all of that and get back on track!”

When he said that last part, he stepped away from me and held out his arms like it was a presentation that he was so damn proud of. It was so stupid, I just had to laugh.

So I did.

I laughed and laughed at my stupid brother. I could tell he was confused, because I’m sure he wasn’t expecting me to react this way. To be honest I wasn’t either. For one thing, I wasn’t expecting all of this bullshit to happen when I just wanted to find Splendid so he could come home and make dinner. But I mean, COME ON! He really thought that would win me over?

After I had my ironic laugh, I started walking away from Shifty. I stayed with my back turned to him, my head hung low.

“You know, I knew you weren’t going to apologize, but I never expected you to do the whole “Yeah, I probably deserved it, but come back to me anyway.” crap. Points for trying, though.”

There was silence between us for a moment, the wind blew some crumpled trash pieces around the alleyway.

“I mean… if you want me to say sorry I will.” Shifty said to me.

I could tell it wasn’t genuine and he sounded really annoyed. I raised my head and turned it to face him.

“No, I don’t want you to say sorry, because I know you won’t actually mean it.”

My twin sighed, took off his trademark fedora, scratched his ear, then put his hat back on. He shook his head.

“Well, then what do you want from me?” he asked.

I was blunt about my answer.

“I want you to leave me alone, that’s what.”

“For how long?”

“Uh, preferably forever, how about that?”

Shifty looked offended at me, and scoffed. He looked around for nothing in particular, trying to see if what I said was what I actually said. It’s not that I haven’t chewed him out before, but I had never told him these words before, so it was new for the both of us. Not gonna lie, saying this felt good, but also made me nervous. I was afraid of what Shifty would do to me, because I’m sure he doesn’t like my answers and I don’t know if he’ll let me go no matter what I say.

“Come on, bro. You can’t be THAT mad at me!” Shifty whined.

“No, I am!” I snapped, stomping my foot. “You know… I was able to mostly get past the constant betrayals because of the whole ‘resurrection’ thing this town has going on. Hell, I even betrayed you back that one time! But what happened on “that heist” was not only the breaking point for me, but also made me realize something else.”

“What’s that?” Shifty asked me, annoyed.

“I really… I don't have anyone. I used to think I at least had you, no matter how you treated me, but after that heist, it really hit me that you aren’t there for me. You and I were brothers, and we were supposed to at least be there for one another. But you? You aren’t. You were never there for me, even when I was there for you! I’m just a tool to you, and I am sick of being that tool! You can keep stealing, I won’t stop you, but do NOT involve me ever again, because I am much happier without you!”

After my rant, I was left breathing heavily. I honestly felt my anger inducing sickness start to manifest, but I tried to choke it down as best as I could. I mean, if push comes to shove I could always vomit on Shifty and make a break for it.

My brother was rubbing the bridge of his nose with his thumb and forefinger. I could also see a vein starting to pop out of his forehead slightly.

“Look, Lift… I don’t know what on Earth you’ve been up to in the last month, but it’s clearly affecting you. You want me to be there for you? Sure, fine, whatever, but for right now, I need you to come back with me.”

With that he started to reach towards me, but I wouldn’t let him touch me. I yelled at him to leave me alone, while he kept telling me I wasn’t being myself. Eventually, I couldn’t take it anymore.

It happened quickly, and left my palm stinging and slightly itchy. Shifty now had a red mark across his cheek. The cheek where I had just slapped him. His black eyes that were identical to mine were pinpricks, he raised a hand to his red cheek and touched it, flinching a little at the sting that I knew was there.

“Uh…” I said.

My twin brother growled and bared his teeth at me. He pounced on me like a cat and raised his fist, preparing to punch my face, I’m sure. Oh, Jesus, I hope this won’t hurt too much in the morning!

“HEY!”

The punch never came, thanks to that voice shouting, which grabbed my brother’s attention, as well as mine. It was above us and so I looked up to see a familiar silhouette. The shadowy figure descended towards us and we both saw the blue flying squirrel hero stick his landing in a crouched position with one hand touching the ground and the other balled into a fist. He then stood up and now that I saw his face…

He looked pissed off.

I don’t know if I’ve ever seen him this mad before. Not even when I was snooping through his stuff and he caught me.

“Get. Off. Him. NOW!!!” Splendid seethed.

Gee, is it ‘veins popping out of foreheads day’ or something? Because now Splendope himself has one going on too. Shifty looked so confused, as well. He looked at me, then back at Splendid, then at me, repeat.

“Why the hell are you so concerned with HIM?!” my identical twin demanded. “This is a family matter, you sorry excuse for a Superman reject, stay out of it!”

Splendid stepped closer.

“Not a chance. You’re already looking at more charges for escaping jail, do you really wanna add kidnapping, and assault to that list?!” the blue critter yelled.

“Shut up! I don’t care how many charges I have against me! This is personal so FUCK OFF!” Shifty spat back.

With that, he looked ready to punch me again. Then I saw a blue streak fly in and grab him off of me! I quickly sat up and saw Splendid manhandling my brother who was trying to escape but was clearly no match for the hero’s strength. Shifty snarled and tried to bite at Splendid and even scratched his face so hard it drew blood. However, Splendid has a quick recovery rate (except against the kryptonut) so the scratches and bite marks quickly healed, as if they dissolved into his skin.

Splendid growled back and lifted Shifty into the air.

“You really wanna do this?” Splendid asked, panting. “Because I am NOT in the mood!”

Shifty struggled in the air, desperately trying to escape the hero’s grip. He cussed something that I couldn’t hear. Splendid threw him against the wall, where he made a painful yelp before going silent. As he slid down the wall, I saw blood streak down it in his trail, as well as gray chunks. Wait, those chunks were part of his brain! This was backed up by the back of my brother’s head being revealed after his body slumped down. The back of his head was cracked open like a coconut and his brain looked like it was crumbling to bits.

I felt myself shaking a little. As mad as I was at my brother, I’m not going to say I feel happy to watch him get killed, but at the same time, I feel a strange sense of relief that I’m not getting punched in the face.

Splendid turned towards me, panting. I watched his angry expression change to a sympathetic one. He walked over to me and held out his hand.

“You… you alright, brat?” he asked between breaths.

After a minute I finally took his hand and let him pull me up. Honestly, I can’t believe this guy who just cracked my brother’s head open like an egg was so gentle and careful when pulling me up.

“Yeah, I’m okay Splendope.” I replied.

Splendid nodded, still holding my hand.

“Good… now let’s go home. It’s getting late and I’m sleepy.”

With that, he dragged me with him towards his home. Our home? Yeah, I guess it’s my home now too, as weird as that is to it. I took one last look at my brother’s body and saw it twitching a bit. That was gross, so I looked away.

After we got home, I sat on my hideaway bed. What I wasn’t expecting was for Splendid to flop down on the bed next to me. He was DEFINITELY tired like he said he was, and I’m not sure if I want him to cook me something while he’s drowsy, but at the same time-

GRUMBLE, GRUMBLE

I clutched my belly, then I heard a laugh next to me.

“Are you hungry?” Splendid asked.

He had one eye open and his hands were folded on his chest. He also grinned at me, like my rumbling stomach brought him amusement.

“Yeah, but I don’t want you cooking while you’re sleepy.” I itted.

“Aw, you care about me.” the blue hero responded.

I rolled my eyes at him.

“Don’t flatter yourself, Splendope. I just don’t want you to screw up the food and give me food poisoning or something.”

Splendid sat up with a grunt and stretched.

“So is that why you were out and about? You wanted me to come home and make food?” he asked.

I crossed my arms and looked the other way.

“Well, it’s not my fault you make good food. I think your real superpower is making irresistible meals.”

I honestly didn’t mean to compliment him, but it’s the truth. I mean, if the whole superhero/news reporter thing doesn’t work out, he could always go open a restaurant and become a professional chef. I’d definitely eat there.

“Well,” Splendid said, standing up and cracking his back. “I definitely won’t say no after that. Come on.”

He walked to his kitchen and motioned for me to follow. I looked around awkwardly but then got up to follow him. I guess he wants me to help him in the kitchen.

Splendid's POV…

It's amazing how awake you can feel after a quick cup of coffee. Slightly jittery? Yes, but still.

I decided Lifty would help me make lasagna tonight. I've seen that he really likes pasta, especially if it's paired with meat of any kind, so I'm sure he'll love to have this.

I had him get me the ingredients that I listed off and told him where they were.

I did start to nod off a few times, but Lifty quickly woke me up. He was pretty pushy about it, but it did the job so I didn’t complain.

Before we knew it, the lasagna was in the oven and we both sat on the hideaway bed. I let him turn the kitchen timer and set it on the coffee table. I know it sucks to wait when you’re hungry, but it’ll be worth it.

It was… a bit awkward between us while the timer ticked away. We didn’t look at each other or speak for what seemed like forever. I wanted to say something, anything! But I wasn’t sure if Lifty was in a talking mood after he just yelled at his brother and watched me bust his head open. In all honesty, I didn’t mean to kill him, I just wanted to hurt him a bit and get Lifty out of there, but I guess I lost control of my super strength because Shifty made me so mad. As an older brother, I can't understand why he would do that to Lifty.

I looked at Lifty, studying his green fur and dark mask-like marking. His figure was less skinny and bony because of his improved diet and it honestly made me smile to see how much better he was doing.

He turned his head towards me.

"What?" He asked, annoyed.

I'll chalk that up to him just being hangry.

"Oh, uh… I'm just thinking." I said, rubbing the back of my head.

"About what?"

"About what you said to Shifty. I know it probably wasn't easy to stand up to him like that, but you were really brave to do it."

I saw Lifty's eyes widen and his lips part. I also noticed his fluffy tail flick back and forth, as if he was happy to hear me say that. I know this because my tail does the same thing when I feel happy. Lifty looked down at his feet.

"Well thanks but… somehow I don't think he'll leave me alone even after all that. In fact, now he'll probably be stalking you too."

He pointed at me to emphasize.

"Well, he'll have to deal with my super powers if he wants to try!"

I flexed my arm, and although I don't have the biggest muscles since my super strength was all internal, I still tried to make it look impressive. Not half bad if I say so myself.

Lifty snickered, but tried to cover his mouth. It didn't work and he just burst out into laughter. As I watched him chuckle, I smiled as well. It makes me happy to see him happy, so, I hope he continues to smile and laugh like that.

"Uh… so. What did you and Shifty mean when you were talking about "that heist?" I asked, trying to be careful.

That question made him stop laughing and smiling all together. He looked like he was staring off into space and he was gripping his arms so badly, his knuckles were turning white. I wanna say "sorry, I shouldn't have asked that."

It turned awkward again, with the only sound being the kitchen timer. I nibbled on my lips trying to think of how to remedy this situation. How can I make him open up to me?

I glanced in the direction of my room. I felt my own tail perk up as I had the idea come to me. It's definitely not going to be extremely pleasant or completely comfortable for me, but I figure I owe this brat that much.

I stood up and said, "Wait here."

Eventually, I came carrying the box of stuff Lifty was snooping in 3 weeks ago. He looked at it with a confused face, his ear twitched, then he looked up at me. I set the box at our feet and opened the flaps. I grabbed the smaller box at the top of the inside and handed it to Lifty. The green raccoon looked at me with more confusion.

“Ask me any question you want about the pictures inside, and I will… do my best to answer them.” I told him.

Lifty didn’t immediately open the box like I expected him to. Is this the same guy who went snooping through my stuff a few weeks ago?

“W-Why?” he asked.

I shrugged my shoulders.

“Just… because.”

The clicking of the kitchen timer filled the room again.

“I don’t understand you, Splendid.” Lifty said, shaking his head.

Even though he said that, he took the lid off the box and pulled out the photos inside. They were all photos of my family.

I went on to tell Lifty about my mom and dad, their names were Delilah and Kane respectively, and what they were like. My dad was a baker and taught me things about baking when I was little, hence why I know how to bake and even cook quite a bit. My mother worked as a cleaning lady part time when she wasn’t at home caring for me and later my sister. When I mentioned my sister, Lifty shuffled the photos until he found one of her.

“This her?” he asked.

I nodded.

“Yeah, her name is Samantha. She’s 4 years younger than me, and I actually used to call her Sammy. Hehe, she hated it.”

Not gonna lie, I haven’t talked about my family in such a long time, so, talking about now is making me get emotional. It’s not that I haven’t come to with my grief, but I’m sure you know the feeling of always missing someone even when you’ve gone through all 5 stages. Or was it 4?

“Where is she now? I don’t think I’ve seen her or stole from her in town before.” Lifty said, not really hesitating when talking about stealing.

I took a deep breath and willed away my tears.

“I don’t know… She went missing 20 years ago when we were kids.”

“What? I mean… what? The police never found her? And what about your parents?”

Okay, the tears are coming back. I REALLY don’t wanna continue this, but if I want this brat to open up to me, I’ve gotta open up to him. At least I hope this will help him open up to me, because if not I’m not giving him any lasagna!

Okay maybe I won’t be that mean…

“My parents are… gone. They both died when I was 7, and then my… My sister went missing. Afterwards, I was put with a foster family for the rest of my childhood until I aged out.”

I didn’t wanna look at Lifty with my watery eyes, but I glanced at him to see his face. He looked… concerned? I honestly didn’t think he was capable of feeling sympathy, but it looks like I was wrong. He also looked kind of uncomfortable like me, which most likely means he’s not used to emotional vulnerability.

“What, er… happened to them?” he asked, scooting closer.

“We were… attacked.” I answered, wiping my eyes.

“By who?”

“By a… By a, uh… I don’t know what it was, Lifty. It looked like a monster, and I protected my sister from it by blocking from this weird blast of energy that came out of nowhere. But even though I survived, my sister was gone by the time I woke up, and when I tried to tell the police… They didn’t believe me. I mean, that sounds c-crazy right? Haha, a k-kid telling the police h-his mom and dad w-were killed by a m-monster.”

I literally started sobbing. I hate thinking about this so much! I hate that my mom and dad died and never got justice and that everyone thought I was crazy because I said I saw a monster kill them, and also that my little sister went missing and is now somewhere I can’t get to. That’s horrible, right?

Suddenly, I felt a touch on my shoulder. I looked up to see Lifty patting it while looking down at the floor.

“I’m… sorry to hear that. I mean, I guess I wish it could have happened here because you know… they’d be alive of course. Also, it’s pretty nice that you had some pretty great parents, I’d literally steal them. Or at least steal your dad.”

I tilted my head and wiped my eyes.

“My mom was… uh… her name was… Opal. She was a great mom and a good woman, not like… not like my…”

Lifty paused. I shifted my eyes around and put my hand on his hand that was still on my shoulder.

“Your dad?” I asked.

He nodded.

“Well, I’m sure my dad would have liked you.” I said, rubbing my thumb on his hand.

Lifty took his hand back and grinned.

“Even with my criminal record?”

I shrugged again.

“Nobody’s perfect.”

Lifty told me about how his dad was a horrible man who abused his mother and caused her death. Since he’s originally from a different town like me, there was no resurrection for her and as far as he knew, his dad was still rotting in jail. He spoke with venom in his voice when talking about his dad, and I honestly think he hates his dad more than Shifty. I mean, I don’t blame him, because I would too if someone did that to my mom.

I also offered him a shoulder pat.

“So about that “heist” you and Shifty were-”

DING!

I swear that sound made me jump ten feet in the air. It was the kitchen timer telling us that the lasagna was ready. Well, we better get it out of the oven so we can eat it. I mean, I’m definitely craving some lasagna after all this crying and being emotionally open with my former enemy. I’m sure Lifty feels the same.

Later…

I’m telling you, I’ve had so many lasagna’s and I think this one is the best one I’ve ever had in my life. I mean, I’m close to 30 so the fact that this one is the best one I’ve ever had is saying something! I could tell that Lifty agreed considering he was on his third plate. I just hope he won’t get a stomach ache from eating that many lasagna squares, because I definitely don’t want him throwing up on my floor. His face was also covered in sauce, which honestly I found cute. I reached over to wipe the sauce from his mouth with my thumb, and once I did, I liked the sauce off of my thumb. It was yummy.

“Why did you do that?” Lifty asked.

He didn’t seem offended in his tone, but he was covering his mouth with the back of his hand and looking away with a frown. He was also trying to hide his blush but I could still see it.

“Well, I don't want it to go to waste. You know, you eat really messily for a grown up, Lifty.” I chuckled

Damn it, why am I flirting with him? Stop that right now Splendid!

“I do not,” Lifty replied. “And I don’t need you wiping my face like that, Splendope.”

I shrugged at him.

I thought about trying to bring up the mysterious heist that Lifty and Shifty were talking about, but right now we’re eating and in a good mood, especially after being all emotionally open with each other. As much as I wanna know, I also don’t want to upset Lifty or make him uncomfortable. I can only imagine it was hard enough for him to talk about his parents and also seeing me cry about my parents. He didn’t cry when talking about his, so I imagine he’s numb to it or he doesn’t want to cry in front of me.

I then yawned. Honestly, I forgot how tired I was with everything that’s happened this evening. The coffee is definitely wearing off and now I’m just jittery and even more tired than I was before. I was dozing off and feeling like I was going to fall over, and I probably would have if Lifty hadn’t pushed me back up. He then pushed me down so I fell backwards on the hideaway bed with my empty dinner plate on my full stomach.

“‘Whuh? N-no I hafta… I need to, mmm, put away the leftovers and-” I mumbled.

“I’ll do it, you insomniac. Just sleep well, or whatever people say to each other.” Lifty told me, waving his hand around.

I was thinking of Lifty actually putting the lasagna away in a half assed manner and barely scrubbing my dishes. I know he’s been doing better with not being lazy or amateurish at the chores but I just didn’t wanna go to sleep if he wasn’t also going to sleep. I know it sounds whiny, but I just want him to sleep too.

“No, Lifty. Well, I mean okay fine, just… cover the… the pan with foil and p-put it in the fridge, and don’t you…”

I was dozing off.

“Don’t you… don’t you dare half… half ass the… the dishes.”

Can’t… stop… falling asleep.

“Or I’ll… I’ll…”

I was out.

Lifty’s POV…

Splendid was definitely down for the count and nothing could wake him up now. Don’t tell anyone I said this, but he’s kind of a cute little sissy when he sleeps. I almost wanna take pictures of him sleeping and sell them to anyone who wants them, like Toothy. He’ll definitely want sleeping pictures of his favourite superhero, for sure.

Hm, maybe another time.

Well, better put away the rest of that delicious lasagna. I would absolutely eat more if my stomach wasn’t so full to the point of bursting. I don’t know if you can die from overeating and have your stomach burst open but in this cursed town, I am definitely not taking any chances! It’s honestly the thought process of a lot of us here.

I did what Splendid said, even though I pretty much knew what to do anyway. It doesn’t take a rocket scientist or even Sniffles to know to cover the pan with foil and put it in the fridge.

As I scrubbed the dishes, I thought about today. My brother trying to kidnap me and force me to come back with him, Splendid saving me by breaking his head open, the lasagna, and of course learning that this guy had a family that he lost to a monster. I mean, if I didn’t live in a town where there was a supernatural curse that cured death and also had a superhero that could fly, shoot lasers out of his eyes, and lift an entire train among other things, I wouldn’t believe it. As awkward and uncomfortable as the crying was, I can’t help but pity this guy. However, I still don’t understand why he’s so eager to know about my past as well. I’m not stupid, I know he was trying to be vulnerable in the hopes of making me be vulnerable with him, and I kinda did by telling him about my own parents.

Not a day goes by that I don’t miss my mom. She was honestly my biggest er and my hero…

I glanced over at Splendid, who was still snoring away.

“She would have loved you, hero.” I said, my ears lowering.

After drying my hands, I went over to the hideaway bed. I don’t think I should go into the shitty hero’s room after what happened the last time, but at the same time, do I really wanna crawl into bed with him? I definitely don’t think I’m strong enough to lift him up and put him in his bed. Ack, why does fate hate me?

Splendid rolled over in his curled up sleeping position, muttering something incoherent. I felt my face get hot for no reason in particular. I sighed and groaned at the same time.

“I will definitely regret this in the morning.” I muttered, crawling into the empty spot next to him.

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Whew, that was a dramatic chapter! Hope you all enjoyed it and tune in for next time! Hopefully we’ll learn about “that heist” that Lifty is avoiding talking about!

Would love some !

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