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So Wrong, It's Right

by stephymania- 0 reviews

chapter 7 teh end

Category: Poetry - Rating: G - Genres: Crossover - Warnings: [X] - Published: 2007-12-05 - Updated: 2007-12-06 - 214 words - Complete

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i>He Was Walking With Another, Hand In Hand, Depending On Each Other To Take The Fall.

- `Guess We Made It!
- Yeah, `Guess We Did.
Jake Touched His Burnt Throat.
- Don't Touch It Babe, I Don't Want It To Hurt You.
Jake Smiled. At Who? Max.
/[[[Now I Bet Your Wondering Who Evil Stacy Shot The Bullet At. Well, At Herself. As Soon As The Bullet Went Through Her Mouth, Yes, Mouth, Everything Stopped. - By Everything I Mean The Fumes. But Jake Had A Burn Left On His Throat, And A 'S' Shaped Scar On His Left Arm.]]]/

- Finally Jakey, We Can Be Together, Happily, Alone, Quietly.
- Yeah, Finally.
- Jakey.
He Looked Up .. "Yeah?"
- Stop Touching Your Throat.
He Looked Down ... "Sorry."

As For Stacy [Mum], She Moved Into The Science Career After People Secretly Discovered Her Invention Of 'Evil Stacy'.
Jakes Family Were Happy, Jake Visited Them Often, Meaning Every Day, But When He Wasn't There, He Was With His Dear Beloved.

But Seriously, Do You Actually Think This Is A Happy Ending? It MAY Stop Here. But I Promise You, Max & Jake Will Face Worlds More Of Danger.

Jake Blinked.
He Was Back At The Tunnel.
This Time ..

..With Max.
;)

Honestly, Sincerely, Fervently:
Stephanie _______ =)
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