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Volatile, Too

by Laine the Grey

“I’m not Holden, Scarlet! I’m Charlie! That’s all I’ve ever tried to be.” Charlie lowered his eyes.
“I am the ‘Porcelain Clown’, Charlie. That’s all I know how to be. That’s all I’m trying to be.” Scarlet grabbed a sack from the closet, and sauntered to the door.
“What about Scarlet, Clown? What happens to her?” He called after her.
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At the museum, she was picking out the more expensive items, when a bell shrilled. Damn it. I thought I turned all those off! Scarlet said silently. She raised her head, to come face-to-face with “Spike’s” navel.
“You.” Her eyes narrowed. “Char-” She began, but he shushed her.
“I’ve… I’ve come to join you, Scarlet. I want to be volatile, too.” Charlie whispered, then smiled.
“Well, then, I guess I’d better teach you how to silence alarm systems.”

Comments

Average Reader Rating: 4.5 stars out of 5

  1. Volatile, Too

    Sailor Emo's Buddy Icon Sailor Emo

    Posted about 1 year ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    haha! yay again!

  2. Volatile, Too

    Alexa ♥'s Buddy Icon Alexa ♥

    Posted about 1 year ago

    4.0 out of 5 stars

    What about Scarlet, Clown
    Nicely done, Charlie.
    I like the (I believe) reverse psychology at the end.

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