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Abraham - A RDR2 Fanfic

Fanfic summary [NO SPOILERS]: Lyle Morgan and his eleven-year-old son have a conversation about Beatrice’s death, only for the boy to witness a second one.

Warning(s): Mild language

Author’s note: Bear with me if not everything in this story is correct. I’m not entirely sure where Arthur’s originally from (all I’ve heard is that he’s from somewhere in the north), so I just made something up lol. Also, this fic will only be one part. Anyway, hope you enjoy :)

From Lyle’s POV

A FOREST SOMEWHERE IN MONTANA

SUMMER, 1874

Strollin’ through the tall, thick grass, I led my mount around the forest at a casual pace while my son sat on top, consumed by his journal as always. It was an hour or two before midday, and right now, there was a radiant blanket o’ sunshine bathing the entire forest, painting everything with a golden tint. It was beautiful, and I wanted nothing more than to spend the rest of the day out here...but this feeling of annoyance just wouldn’t stop naggin’ me, and I knew exactly why.

I briefly glanced over my shoulder, peering at my son as he scribbled something down in the weathered pages of his journal.

A quick sigh escaped me.

I didn’t know who the hell Arthur got his interest in art from, or why Beatrice even bothered buying him that book, but that child just couldn’t seem to take his eyes away from it. Every time I came across the boy, he was always scratchin’ down some fantasy world of his, or creating images of a utopia I ain’t ever seen. It was pointless.

He spent more time daydreamin’ in that book than he did playing outside, or hunting, or fishing -- hell, he didn’t even know how to read -- and yet, Beatrice seemed perfectly content with it.

Or at least...she did.

Beatrice weren’t around no more. She was killed by bandits a few months ago. Robbed. Left on the side o’ the road for the crows to feed on. But Arthur didn’t know that. Sheriff told him it was a wild animal that took her. A wolf, to be exact. And he believed him.

I dragged a hand down my face, suddenly feelin’ exhausted just thinking about it.

Had I done the right thing, not tellin’ Arthur the truth about his own mother’s death, I wondered? I figured the kid didn’t need to know the morbid details, or even the entire truth, but I still felt like a piece of shit for not revealing the full story -- especially considering that them bandits who killed Beatrice...killed her ‘cause of me.

I had stolen something from them. Somethin’ valuable. And before it fell into their dirty hands, that “something” apparently belonged to a rich plantation owner who really wanted it back. Ended up gettin’ one of the bandits hanged, and left them thirsty for revenge. But they didn’t have the strength to go after the plantation owner. So, they came after me instead.

They chased me for quite a while. They chased me across the mountains, across the swamps, across the goddamned snow...until finally, they came to their senses and realized there were much better, more convenient ways of hurtin’ me. And thus, their paths diverted to my wife and son.

Those bastards managed to corner her while she was ridin’ to town to do some shopping. Found her on some secluded road between here and the nearest settlement, and ensured she would never return. That was when Arthur went lookin’ for help to find his missing mother hours later, and the sheriff assured him a wolf had gotten to Beatrice.

Christ. I really was a terrible father, weren’t I? Not only did I pay more attention to a bottle o’ whiskey than my own wife, I had also neglected Arthur for years on end, and indirectly gotten his mother killed. And the boy was only eleven.

He had spent half of his life not knowing a damned thing about where his daddy was, or even what he did, only to lose the one parent he already had before he could find out.

Lord...there had to be some way to make this up to him.

I looked back at the boy, suddenly feeling an urge to say something -- anything -- to him.

“Arthur,” I called out, catching the kid’s attention as his head perked up from behind the journal’s pages, “put that damned book away for a moment, will you?”

The boy hurriedly marked his place in the journal with a pen and shut it closed, resting the object on the saddle’s surface as he hung his head low in shame.

“...Sorry, sir.” He murmured.

I shook my head, lettin’ out a concerned breath.

“You spend far too much time in that journal. It was a mistake to buy it.”

Arthur’s eyes wandered to the trees towering around us.

“I’m sorry, dad,” he apologized timidly. “But I like drawing.”

I scoffed. “Yeah? Well, I like Poker. But I ain’t got time to play it. Too busy worryin’ about survival, and keeping the both of us fed. You can’t always do what you want, Arthur. You gotta provide. Things like drawing, gambling...they’re frivolous. We got better things to worry about.”

The child quirked a brow. “Friv-uh-less...? What’s that mean?”

“It means we don’t need to do it,” I explained. “What we do need, however, is to eat. So put that journal away and keep an eye out for deer. You was the one who suggested we come out here in the first place.”

Arthur frowned in a discouraged manner. “Yes, sir.”

I gave him a stern nod. “Good boy. Now...you said you seen a big buck out here?”

The boy pointed ahead. “Yeah. It was by the river.”

I gave the reins a little tug, urging my horse to follow me. “Then that’s where we’ll start. C’mon, Boadicea.”

Continuing our little hunting trip, Arthur and I traveled deeper into the lively woods as creatures of all types scurried around us, rustling blades of grass and alerting the tiny insects that hovered above the plants.

There was a rather peaceful mood to the forest today -- a welcome change considerin’ how chaotic my life usually was -- and I had to admit: some part of me enjoyed being here with Arthur. I rarely ever got to see the boy because of my work as an outlaw, and when I did, he always seemed reluctant to leave the house. Whether that was because he was more of an indoors person, or simply ‘cause he weren’t eager to spend time with me -- I didn’t know. But it was good to be with him regardless.

Approaching the large river, I came to a temporary halt as I crouched down and examined the ground, carefully searchin’ for any tracks that could’ve possibly led us to the buck.

The area here appeared undisturbed -- save for the fish flopping in and out of the babbling water -- and as far as I could tell, there weren’t no deer running around this section of the forest. Not at the moment, anyway. Maybe they were at a different part of the river.

I took a closer look at the grass, only to be torn away from my thoughts when Arthur raised a question.

“Dad?” He asked softly. “Can I...can I ask you something? About momma?”

I paused, thrown off-guard by the sudden change in tone.

“Momma?” I repeated, slowly turning towards the boy. “Why you wanna talk about her?”

Arthur’s expression sank with sorrow.

“It’s just...you knew her better than I did. Or longer, I guess. And I don’t remember her that good. ...Do you?”

I gazed at him in a puzzled manner, admittedly still a bit taken aback by the abrupt question.

“...Clear as day,” I replied, unwilling to sift through the painful memories. “But that don’t matter. She’s...she ain’t coming back, Arthur. No one does, once they die. Ain’t no point in lingerin’ in the past when it can only haunt you. All we can do is move on. You understand?”

Clearly a bit hurt by my response, Arthur dropped the subject and averted his eyes from me, peering over at a nearby gathering of flowers instead.

He slouched despondently. “...I understand.”

That wasn’t good enough for me. I took a step towards him.

“Look at me when you say that, Arthur,” I demanded. “It’s important you look people in the eye when you speak to them.”

The boy brought his line of sight back to me, his face veiled behind a very subtle layer of fear.

He straightened his back a bit. “I understand.”

I nodded in approval. “Good. Now...let’s get back to huntin’ this buck. You sure it was around the river?”

Arthur gazed around. “I saw it this morning when I was playing with Copper,” he confirmed. “It was drinkin’ water right here. That’s when I came to get you.”

I observed the dirt underneath me, squinting my eyes as I searched for clues. The grass in these parts was quite thick, so that made it even tougher to spot fur, or dung -- and I still didn’t see any deer tracks -- but it certainly looked like another animal had been around here.

I kneeled down, shuffling the grass outta the way with my hand.

“It looks like some wild horses might’ve passed through this area,” I examined. “But no sign of deer. Oh, well...the day is still young, and we have some time, so we’ll keep looking.” I gestured to a nearby bridge. “Let’s try over there.”

Grabbing my horse’s reins, I continued to guide it through the woods as Arthur scouted the area for me, his big blue eyes scanning the sharp horizon while the sun escalated in the sky. There was a certain determination in his temperament now, and the longer we carried on trying to locate this buck, the more my son seemed to be enjoying himself.

Perhaps there was hope for us, after all.

“...Dad?” The boy called again, making me flick my eyes to the side. “What if there are wolves out here?”

I encouraged him to stay calm. “Now, don’t you go worryin’ about that. If we see wolves out here, we’ll be fine. We’re armed, we’re fast, and we’re smart.”

Arthur wasn’t convinced. “...Momma was smart.”

I sighed in a melancholic tone at that. “Yes...she was. But...Momma was killed by a different type of wolf.”

He tilted his head in a puzzled manner. “What d’you mean?”

I gestured to my rifle. “Not all wolves are the same, Arthur. Some use their teeth, some use their guns, and some use their tongue. You gotta be able to identify them when you see ‘em.”

The kid didn’t say it flat out, but I could tell he knew what I was really talkin’ about.

“Those sound more like people.” He replied. I let out a gentle chuckle.

“People can be worse than wolves, Arthur. In fact, I’d prefer a wolf over some o’ the people I’ve met.”

Arthur leaned forward in the saddle, his body swaying along with Boadicea’s steady speed.

“What kinda people have you met?”

I lowered my voice, thinking back to the bandits who killed Beatrice.

“Killers. Thieves. Deceivers. Men who will constantly betray each other even though they share the same motive: greed.”

I turned to Arthur with a remorseful look, hopin’ to do at least one right thing in my life, and use myself as a cautionary tale that money weren’t as clean as it seemed.

“...Greed,” I told him, “it breaks people, Arthur. They may not realize it, ‘cause greed can get you far in this world...but the reward ain’t worth it. Not compared to the things you have to sacrifice. In the end, you’ll have tons of cash, only to realize that there are luxuries not even millionaires can afford.”

His innocence took over. “Then why do they do it?”

That was a question I asked myself everyday. I shrugged in a disheartened fashion.

“Because they don’t care. So long as their pockets is heavy, and their bellies is full, they’ll keep on going. But like I said, greed poisons you. It kills you. And you won’t even notice until you’re already sittin’ in a grave. So promise me, Arthur, promise me that when you get to my age...you won’t become a wolf.”

Despite evidently bein’ a little confused, the child was able to make some sense of what I just said and agreed to the promise, reassuring me with a small smile.

“I promise.”

“Good boy,” I praised, bringing my mind back to the main reason we came out here. “Anyway, here’s the bridge. Why don’t you hop down and help me find this buck?”

“Okay.”

Sliding down the saddle, Arthur effortlessly climbed down and joined me, scurrying ‘round like a mouse while he searched for any signs of the buck. But so far, there was nothing in sight.

“See anything?” I checked. The boy shook his head.

I wiped some sweat off my brow, letting out a fatigued sigh. This animal was certainly proving to be a challenge to hunt down. We had already been in this forest for a couple hours now, and our efforts still hadn’t paid off. Part o’ me was almost starting to suspect if Arthur even saw a deer in the first place, and not some other kinda animal.

I decided to take a short break, and turned to ask the boy.

“You positive the buck was roamin’ around in these parts? Or that it was a buck at all? I haven’t seen any tracks so far.”

A soft rustle suddenly reached my ears, interrupting my conversation with Arthur as I reached for my gun, only to be stopped by a sound I didn’t expect.

It was a man’s voice.

“...Don’t even think about it,” the stranger warned, cocking his own gun. “I will shoot if necessary.”

Freezing at the intrusion, I remained perfectly still and didn’t utter a single word as a pair of footsteps steadily approached me from behind, followed by two more men coming in from the front on horseback.

They were all dressed in similar outfits donned with Nevada hats, and I couldn’t help but notice the star-shaped badges shimmerin’ blatantly on their chests.

Shit. These were lawmen. What the hell were they doin’ out here? I never expected the law to travel this far into the country. This was definitely odd.

What really puzzled me though, weren’t the fact that there were three lawmen just...waitin’ for us out here -- it was more the fact that Arthur didn’t seem phased by any of this in the slightest. Just what exactly was goin’ on?

Trotting closer to me, one of the mounted men glowered in my direction as he ordered his deputy to restrain me, his firm, steel eyes never wavering.

I recognized him instantly.

“...Sheriff Buchanan.” I muttered through gritted teeth.

He returned the greeting, scowling from under his hat’s rim.

“Lyle Morgan.”

I shrugged at him, unsure of what to make of the situation.

“What is this shit? What’s the sheriff doing all the way out here?”

Buchanan glanced at Arthur, standing in front of him in a protective manner.

“I told you I’d use every option I had to get you behind bars, Morgan...and I meant it. You made the choice not to heed my warning.”

Taking a second to process what he just told me, the realization suddenly hit me like a bullet to the gut as I stared at Arthur with a sense of immense betrayal, unable to believe what was happening.

There never was no goddamned buck.

Things was never gonna work out for me and Arthur.

This was all a trap.

My own...son...had turned me in.

He was the bait, and Buchanan was the true hunter.

I clenched my jaw in rage, doing my absolute best to shield my emotions as the deputy kicked me to my knees.

“...A-Arthur...?” I whispered, my voice trembling.

The boy looked me straight in the eye, standing adamantly beside Buchanan as his deputies tied me up. I threw a glare at the sheriff, damning him till my last moments.

“You bastard, Buchanan...!” I cursed. “You turned my own damned son against me...?!”

The man showed no guilt and tightened his grip on his rifle, silently advising me to stay back.

“No need,” Buchanan denied. “You drove him to me all by yourself.”

He placed a gentle hand on Arthur’s shoulder and guided him towards the second deputy, ordering them to bring him back to town.

“Clayton, bring the boy back to the office. We’ll figure out where to send him later. For now though, just keep him safe, and look after him.”

“Right away, Sheriff.”

Preparing both his horse and mine for departure, the deputy left Arthur next to the sheriff as the boy stood firmly in place, his innocent yet damaged gaze never leavin’ mine.

Despite the hint of remorse clouding the child’s eyes, it was pretty obvious Arthur felt he made the right decision in turning me in. And just as Buchanan’s second deputy started to drag me away, I couldn’t help but notice a beautiful Whitetail buck wanderin’ around in the distance, its majestic antlers standing out like a crown on a monarch’s head as it bathed in the golden sunlight.

The animal swayed its head in my direction, almost as if trying to communicate with me.

“I’m sorry, dad,” Arthur whispered as he walked towards Clayton, blocking the buck in the process. “...But you made me promise.”

Taking his leave, the boy finally mounted up and steadily trotted away from the scene, only to reveal an empty spot where the buck once stood as he left the forest.

Well...I may have found the buck like I planned, but it weren’t my job to kill it.

And it certainly weren’t my place to look for it.

I could hunt them down to my heart’s content, and kill ‘em all I wanted for my own desires...but in the end, they would always be able to afford the one luxury I’d never obtained.

Peace.

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multiphandomunnies · 6 years

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wild flowers | hirai momo

Hades!Momo x Persephone!Reader

requested; Then is it okay if I ask for an imagine with Momo as Hades and the reader as Persephone?

word count;3.1k

a/n; I have a few things id like to say! First, I had so much fun writing this, its 2 of my favorite things in the whole world, greek mythology and momo! This is actually the longest thing i've written! Second, I tried to follow the myth as close as possible but I changed up some things and some things differ from book to book, ya know? Third, I really hope you enjoy it and im sorry if its crappy and not what you wanted!

admin; mirae

More n likely spelling and grammar issues, if you tell me where ill fix it

The path you walked became as visible as a fleshly snowed trail. The tall grass and decorative flower that once stood up high had been become flattened over time. You stood there, watching over everything, with complete amazement. It wasn't anything that you weren't used to seeing, just the gorgeous wildflowers. It was a riot of color; from the bluebells to the lady's glove, the field had it all. The flowers melt sweet, almost sickly. You sat, legs outstretched on the sun-scorched grass. You looked up at the sky, it's clear blue beauty was something you always loved. Only a few clouds painted it today, it was almost as empty and barren as your heart.

Almost like your mother knew you were thinking bad thoughts she appeared next to you. “What are you doing out here?” she asked lying down on in the grass next to you with a soft smile. “Oh nothing mother, just admiring the sky,” you said not wanting to talk much more. Your mother lightly poked your arm, you looked over, confused as to what she wanted from you. “Yes mother?” you asked in your most polite voice. “I just wanted to tell you that I love you, that is all,” she didn't even give you time to reply, instead she stood up and left you all alone. You sighed heavily and replayed your words “Weird,” you quietly mumbled before laying back down and closing your eyes.

The soft wind and bright sun made you feel tired. It was days like this where you knew that you could just sleep for hours in the meadow, sometimes the grass and flowers felt better than your own bed. It didn't take you long before you were dozing off into a comfortable sleep

Momo.People often thought of her as the definition of terror and horror, which was completely true to an extent. Like any other person she had feelings, and she got lonely. The facade she had kept of a lonely,heartless person was beginning to tire her out rapidly. All she wanted at this point was to find love, someone who could understand her like no one else. But no one like that existed.

Momo sat still in her cold stone chair as she ate her pomegranate. The room she was in was rather dark and cold, but she didn't mind. “Does true love exist?” she mumbled quietly to no one in particular. “Or is it a made up thing?” she continued, playing around with the pomegranate core. She stared intently at the door before deciding to go to the outside world. It is something she didn't do often, she quite enjoyed her cozy space down here, but today it felt needed.

She couldnt help but lightly hiss when the sun beamed into her eyes. “I say we destroy the sun,” she mumbled with a scratchy laugh. Looking around she questioned where she was. It was a field full of flowers and grass that seemed to stretch on for miles. Trees looked like they were delicately placed in certain spots.

“Pretty,” she said bending down to touch the yellow rose that had caught her eye. “I like you,” Momo plucked the rose and held it tightly to her chest in fear of losing it like she seemed to lose everything else. She walked a few steps before noticing a young looking person laying in the field. Her eyebrows furrowed as she stared at the person. “Spectacular,” she mumbled, marveling at the sleeping figure. She blinked a few times before thinking “You are asleep and not dead, right?’ she continued to speak to herself.

Bending down she carefully checked the pulse. “Thank god, alive.” Momo felt her heartbeat speed up the more she stared at you. You looked so ethereal laying there, the flowers looked like utter garbage being next to you. Bright and high pitched giggles cause Momo t stop staring at you and to instead panic. The voices were coming closer. “I want you to be mine,” she mumbled before hardly disappearing back into the underworld. Momo was out of breath when she landed on her chair. She was always tired after visiting the affairs from upstairs but today was different. She met you today and you were no ordinary being. “Aphrodite has nothing compared to you,” Momo giggled to herself. You were going to fill the empty void in her heart with the one thing she has been missing for years, love.

You had finally returned to the flower field after a few days away. You were playing around with the nymphs in the flower field. For the past hour or so you guys had been making as many flower crown as you could. It was something rather fun and entertaining. The sweet flowers in your hands made you feel even happier. You and your fellow nymphs looked up when the wind suddenly picked up.

What looked like a dark void started to appear from the ground. The sound of screamings pierced your ears. The myths started to panic, they began to throw the flowers at the void in a bad attempt to stop it. You squint your eyes when you noticed a figure emerging from the darkness. You let out a light yell when a herd of horses came charging out you. Behind them on the chariot stood a mysterious girl. She grabbed you and pulled you into the void with her.

The nymphs watched with pure fear. Once the dark void closed and you were gone they all exchanged looks before shakily before bursting into tears. They had failed to protect and save you. Cyane, a loyal water nymph, could stop weeping, she had felt worse than ever before. All of the pain and sorrow that she was feeling started to become overbearing, her tears threatened to not stop. Cyane, once a loyal water nymph, turned into a river right on the spot

Once you were being dragged into the void you had knocked out from shock and fear. When you awoke you were laying in a beautifully decorated bed of flowers. Momo sat in the corner of the room, admiring you from afar.

“Oh how lovely, you are awake,” she said clapping her hands together.

“Who are you and what do you want from me,” your voice was as stern as you could get it.

“Why dear heaven you heard of me? I'm the ruler of the underworld, and you're going to marry me,” she had a smile that could only rival the Cheshire cats.

“You must be completely and utterly insane! Why on earth would I marry you, the ruler of the underworld? You kill for a living,” your tone of voice as rather harsh and mean. Momo felt a pang in her heart, your words actually did some damage on her. Momo did her best to remain calm.

“That means nothing, you think you're so great just because you live on the surface and spend your days frolicking around in the flowers? Who are you to judge me?” Momo felt tears prick at the corners of her eyes.

All she wanted was to feel love and yes she was starting to realize that her plan to earn it wasn't the best but still. Your mouth had fallen agape at her words, she made a great point. “Hey,” your voice was soft and smooth as your carefully moved closer to her. Momo felt herself flinch when your hand came in contact with her cheek. “I'm sorry,” you quietly whispered. Momo looked into your eyes. She was normally good at judging people's emotions but for once she had no clue what you were thinking.

“I know you want to marry me but I want to return home,” you said hoping she would send you home.

“I can't do that, you and I are going to get married,” Momo stood up she looked down at you before offering you a plate of food to which you denied.

“I'll return soon,” she said before exiting the room. You sighed heavily and looked around. There was no way for you o leave this room, Momo was a smart girl who had every entrance and exit locked.

“Mother will find me,” you mumbled, slightly cringing when your stomach growled.

“No Y/n, you can't eat or else you'll be trapped here forever,” you reminded yourself.

“Oh Y/n~” Demeter called out as she approached the flower field where you had once been. Her face twisted into one of confusion once she saw the river and you weren't anywhere in sight. “Where is Y/N?” She demanded the crying water nymphs to tell her. The nymphs were not going to budge, they were too afraid to say anything to the woman. “Where.Is.Y/N?” Demeters voice was deep and dark, the nymphs had never seen her so angry. When the water nymphs once again, refused to tell, in her fit of rage Demeter turned them into hideous creatures.

Cyane, now a river, watched all this happen. She wanted to be able to show something to Demeter, anything. Cyane used her currents to bring your belt to Demeter. Once Demeter saw she grabbed the belt and began to weep, now she knew for sure that something had happened to you. “Y/N...my precious Y/N” she weeped.

For the next few days Demeter refused to take care of the crops, if she couldn't have you then there was no point at all. Hekate watched from afar, she couldn't stand to see Demeter in so much pain anymore. “Let me help you,” she said cooly, Demeter looked up at her confused. “Really?” Demeter asked tearing up. No one had offered her help, everyone was ignoring all her pleas. Hekate helped guide Demeter through the night with her torches. The night was still dark and , no voices could be heard. “We will never find Y/N,” wept Demeter. Hekate sighed softly, she rubbed Demeters back in attempted to comfort her. “Demeter, we will find her ,” she said full of determination.

More days had passed and they still couldn't find you. Not only were the crops crying but so were the people, a famine swept over the nation. “Demeter, perhaps we should ask Helios, for he may know something about Y/ns whereabouts” Demeter nodded at her words, Hekate was right.

Together they marched up to Helios and demanded to know what happened to Y/n. The news they got sent Demeter on a outrage. “Are you kidding me? The underworld? I'm going to kill Momo when I get my hands on her,” Demeter spoke feeling a fury she had never felt before.

After what felt like a few days you had grown to Momo. She was really a sweet and kind girl who was misunderstood by the people. She seemed to really understand you, unlike your mother and those who you were accustomed to, Momo didn't treat you like a child, she didn't baby you. Momo treated you as if you were your own person, which was completely true. At this point, you really didn't mind if you had to spend a while down here, everyone seemed to treat you kindly and with care.

While you were wandering around in the world your stomach was cramping up painfully, it was a pain you had never felt before. “Want some?” a sly voice asked, offering you a pomegranate. You bit your lip and looked at it, you were beyond starving at this point. The pain in your stomach was worse than anything you had ever felt. Instead of taking the whole thing you took and ate a few seeds. “Thank you,” you mumbled quietly before continuing on your walk. The cramping in your stomach has finally seized to exist.

“Y/n,” a smooth voice called out. You turned around and made eye contact with Momo.

“Hello Momo,” you said giving her a tight hug. Momo smile into the hug as she pulled away.

“Would you like to go walk the River of Phlegethon with me?” she asked hoping deep inside that you would say yes.

LI'd love too,” you said walking hand in hand to the River of Phlegethon.

“It's nice here than I thought,” you shyly admitted to Momo. Momo nodded her head

“I'd like to think that everyone here is full of kindness for we have felt pain like no other,” Momo was staring far into the distance as she thought of her people.

“We have a few bad apples in the bunch,” she admitted. You nodded your head

“I've met some of the worst people up on the surface.” Momo looked over at you, you looked eyes and felt your heart speed up.

“That's sad, I'd never treat you poorly. I promise you Y/N 'll do my best to satisfy all your needs and to keep you happy,” Momo felt so passionate about keeping you happy. She wanted to prove not only to herself and you but to everyone that she could love and be kind.

“Thank you,” you mumbled, looking down at the ground. “That means a lot to me,” you placed a soft kiss on Momos cold cheek before giggling. Momo had to look away so you wouldn't notice the deep crimson blush on her cheeks.

“Good because it's very much true. Y/N If you want me to, I'll swear on the River of Styx,” she said looking at you, trying to prove her point.

“Momo, no! That’s dangerous and careless you don't need to swear off that river in order to prove your love to me. I can feel it already,” your heart was beating even faster now.

“Oh,,, okay,, the offer still stands,” Momo nudged your shoulder lightly. You shook your head and smacked her chest lightly

“No, never swear on the River of Styx for me, please,” Momo stopped to pretend to be hurt and nodded

“Alright, I won't.” The walk became silent until you reached the River of Phlegethon.

“It's beautiful,” Momo smiled at your words.

“It really is, but it isn't as beautiful as you,” Momo winked and started to giggle at her own words. You lightly laughed and scoffed.

“Oh will you stop it already, you're being so cheesy,”

“Darling, you're going to have to get used to it,” Momo smiled at herself.

“I don't know if I want to,” you started to laugh at Momos facial expression.

“Alright, alright, I'll get used to it,”

“Good,”

You sat there, playing with the flowers in the garden. This place reminded you of home, with its flowing and bright beauty. “Y/N, we need you to return back home,” Hermes said, appearing at of almost nowhere. “Hermes! You've found me!” you called out, happy to see a familiar face. ‘Y/N, your mother is refusing to grow the crops, people are dying. She needs you to return home,” Hermes desperately pleaded. “What?” you asked in complete despair, your mother must have been losing her mind. “Y/n come with me,” Hermes grabbed your hand, in a flash you guys had both disappeared and reappeared in front of the gods.

“Mother!” you called out happily, giving her big bear hug “I missed you so much sweetie, please don't leave me like that ever again,” Demeter said while kissing your forehead. You bit your lip and nodded “

I can't believe Momo wanted to marry you, how ridiculous,” Demeter said before huffing out loudly and snapping at Zeus. “And you approved of it?” Demeter was sending Zeus a dark glare.

“I don't see a problem with it,” he added with a shrug.

“Whatever, im done talking to you. Y/N sweetie, it's great to have you back up here with me,” Demeter was about to take you back to your home when Momo appeared before you.

“Oh no no no, that can't happen,” Momo said reaching out and grabbing your hand. Demeter scoffed

“Yes it can,” Demeter voice was stern and stable.

“Actually it cant. Y/n ate some pomegranate seeds while she was in the underworld,” Momo said casually with a smirk.

“Zeus you can't allow this!” Demeter demanded.

“Yes he can.” Momo and Demeter began to argue. You kept exchanging look between them. You loved your mother, she raised you and made you extremely happy but Momo made you feel a new feeling, Momo love you in a way that no one else had ever done before. Zeus sighed

“I'll tell you what, Y/n, how many seeds did you eat?’ Zeus asked.

“I ate 6 seeds,” you admitted sheepishly, you were very angry and couldn't take it anymore.

“Then for 6 months Y/N shall live with Momo in the underworld and for the other 6 months Y/n shall remain with her mother here on the surface. You smiled at idea, it was genius.

“Fine,” Demeter scoffed not really wanting to agree to anything.

“But when Y/N is gone from me don't expect those crops to be in the best condition,” Demeter wasn't going to be nice.

“Marvelous, I'll Take Y/n back with me to the underworld and begin my 6 months with her,” Momo said lacing her fingers with yours. Demeter was tired of arguing

‘Let's get this done and over with,”she said kissing your forehead.

“I'll see you soon sweetie,” she said before Momo took you with her into the underworld.

“Momo, I'm excited to be able to spend many months of the year with you, thank you,” you said looking at her. Momo bit her lip “Well you should thank yourself for eating those seeds,” Momo winked. You both couldn't help but laugh, her words were completely true. “I guess that's true but, ya know,” Your stare was intense and it was making her feel nervous.

You leaned up and placed a long-awaited kiss on Momo's lips. Momo was shocked at first but then she placed her hands on your hips and pulled you into her, depending on the kiss. Your fingers laced themselves into her hair, Momo bit your lip lightly before slipping her tongue into your mouth.

You guys pulled away for air and giggled softly at each other's slightly swollen lips. “I'm looking forward to our future together,” she admitted making you nod. “Me too,”

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A/N: Hey! So I’m back after all these years submitting another fic. I don’t even know if this pairing is popular but I was craving a Darcy/Loki story and there is nothing out there so I wrote one myself, let me know if you guys like it! ~ Anonymoose <3

‘Lohoki stop’ Loki glanced down at her as she lent against him. He was completely confused.

‘Stop what my love’

Darcy blushed slightly and focused on the TV. She had a sort of idea that Loki was unknown to some human behaviours, and she wasnt about to reveal this one to him just in case. Instead she adjusted her position as if uncomfortable and layed on him in silence.

A few more minutes passed and it happened again. It took every ounce in Darcy not to squirm or make a sound, the most torturous of tasks. Absent-mindedly, the Asgardian was lazily drawing patterns on the younger woman’s side, lightly scraping his nails on her soft midriff where her top had risen upward. She scrunched her feet and even bit the inside of her mouth while he unknowingly tore her apart from the inside out. As the show went on at a painstaking slow rate, Darcy wasn’t paying attention at all and solely focusing on not breaking her nonchalant facade. His fingers played with the fabric of her fitting t-shirt and danced beneath it slowly, and trickled back down towards the seam of her trousers where they followed the curve of the jean edge to right beneath her belly button. It was driving her completely wild, and she couldn’t help but muffle a giggle. Loki caught it, of course.

‘Something funny come to mind?’

His hand never ceased. Just responding to his question was like going to the next level on a game - so much harder.

‘Noho… no it nothing’

Loki looked suspicious of this. His hand stopped for a moment. She could finally breathe.

‘You’ve been acting peculiar since we sat down’ his face was amused, but he had slight worry behind his eyes. ‘Let me into that mind of yours’

‘It really is nothing Loki, honestly the show is just funny’ it really wasn’t. It was a serious drama with very few jokes.

Loki was even more suspicious now. He didn’t question her, but did sit back with his eyes constantly looking down to her on his side.

They watched the show for a few more minutes, a strange silence between them. Loki looked from the TV at her figure resting on him, and saw her bare skin and his hand resting on top. Maybe it was something he was doing? More purposefully now, but not so abruptly it seemed planned, Loki began circling her side again. This time he felt her tense… but surely it wasn’t due to pain? With slight pressure, he dragged his finger from the top of the girl’s side to the bottom and watched her every move. Her nose scrunched, a hidden-not-so-hidden smile appeared on her face, her body tensed, and she even flinched as it slid down her. He was onto something now and he HAD to find out.

He didn’t know why but he was smiling. He was the god of mischief after all, and as much as he loved this woman he also wanted to know all her secrets she held.

A few moments passed, and the man, with greater speed and even more pressure, dragged his finger back up her side. This caused a big physical response much to Loki’s surprise. Darcy fully flinched away as if in pain, but instead of a wail she released a kind of yelp and a laugh. No pain on her facial expression, just a very red smiley face. She was looking at him in complete suspicion.

‘Loki you’re doing that on purpose’

‘Why do you react in that way?’ The way his voice had so much curiosity and genuine interest made the girl soften. ‘Are you in pain? But you laugh?’

Darcy wasn’t sure if he was doing this as an act or if he had really never heard of tickling. Either way she wasn’t happy this new information had come out about her, and knowing him too well he would research the ins and outs and use it against her at every instant. She would just have to suck it up.

She let out a very audible sigh. ‘Loki… have you heard of tickling?’

His look of confusion and the extended silence cued her to go on.

‘In humans- well maybe in all the realms too, I’m not a professor in this crap, i mean maybe it happens in Asgard too, but probably not if you’re this stumped-‘ she was rambling. ‘Well. Humans have this thing where… If you touch them in a certain way or a certain place… it makes them laugh a lot.’

She waited eagerly for a response, preferring him asking the questions rather than her awkwardly trying to explain it.

‘So… how I caressed your side like that, that was tickling?’ She cringed at the word ‘caressed’.

‘No. Well I mean yes, just like that but no as in it can be in many different places not just… there.’

She didn’t want to elaborate but she knew she had just fueled his fiery curiosity even more. He reached out to touch her side again but she slapped his hand away swiftly.

‘Hey! Noho you can’t just tickle me.’

‘I thought it was called… tickling, is it not?’ God it was like the English lesson from hell.

‘It is. Tickling and tickle are the same thing, then you have tickled which is the past tense, and ticklish which is where someone can be tickled.’

‘So not everyone is affected by the action?’

‘Yes.’

‘But you’re ticklish yes?’

This was her worst nightmare. ’Yes… I am.’

Loki looked her up and down; you could tell he was eager to explore this new information.

‘So where else is a person ticklish?’ He smirked.

‘I’m not telling you that!’ Darcy protested, which caused shock on the gods face. He wasn’t expecting that kind of defiance. He was like a little puppy being told no.

‘Why not? If it doesn’t hurt you and makes you laugh, surely its a good thing?’

‘It’s not specifically a bad thing, it’s just that…’ here we go. ‘I’m very ticklish. I don’t need any more people tickling me, Jane has already ambushed my personal bubble one too many times. I especially don’t need it from you, or there will be a truck full of tasers coming your way’ there was no malice in her voice, she almost sounded flirtatious and teasy. In Loki’s mind however, she was like his forbidden fruit, and begin edging towards her on the sofa. His eyes glinted with mischievousness, something Darcy knew very well. She edged back, Way back. In fact she got off the sofa.

‘No Loki.’

But he was already off the sofa. Darcy went to ran but she was no match, and Loki’s large spindly hands grasped her around the waist and pulled her towards him, making her squeal. His hands immediately begin repeating what they did last time, except now they were searching for her laughter, and both of them were in use.

‘NOOO Loki stohop-‘ She was still trying to hold in her laughter but this just fueled him more. This time he wriggled his fingers so his nails brushed her with every movement, and began sliding them upwards towards her ribs. He had to admit, her squirming was impressive. She was like a bucking horse and she was doing everything in her power to get away. However, as soon as she felt her back hit the wall and there was nowhere to escape, she knew it was the beginning of the end. His hands reached her lower ribs and this broke her completely.

‘Stohohop loki nooohoho! Nahahaha come on man-AH! NOhoho get OHOHff!’ As he got the mechanics if the system, he almost seemed like a natural. He dug his long fingers in between each rib and scratched the flesh at the base making her scream with laughter. She slid down the wall and Loki, obviously enjoying himself, slid down with her.

‘Enoughgh Loki-STOHOHOP HOLY MOTHER I can’t TAHAKE THIHIHIS Huhaha’

Loki had never seen her laugh so much in all the time they had been together, and this kind of power over her was making him silly. He was loving it.

‘You should have told me about this earlier..’ he caught eye of her stomach and smiled ‘I wonder what this does.’

His hands with a flash began prodding and scratching her tummy, vibrating around her bellybutton and even dipping into it. This changed her laughter completely.

‘I SWEAR TOHOHO HEHEHHE stop NOT THERE ÈEHEHEHE AHHEHEHEH’ She had become a loud giggling mess, and Loki found it completely adorable. He couldn’t help but tease her.

‘Who knew with just a touch of my finger I could completely ruin you’ his fingers dug into her midriff causing her to squeal even louder. ‘You know, I think I might do this all the time’

‘SHUHUHUT UHUHUP! hahahahAHANOT IF I HAHAHVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH I-EEK’ she was cut off by him clawing at her hipbones. He was laughing along with her finding this behavior undeniably amusing.

‘You kept this quiet the whole time, from a god no less, and think its okay for me to stop? I think I get to decide that’ he smirked with a shit eating grin. Her hair flopped all into her fiery cheeks, her glasses slipped off to the floor, and her laugh was so pure and contagious; it was Loki’s dream.

He pinched her sides and dodged her feeble attempts to push him away, and counter attacked her trying to roll over by wiggling his fingers at her neck.

‘LOHOHOKI I CAHAHANT BREAHEHETH plehehehease stohoHOHOHP MERCEHEHEHY!’ Finally the god felt some sympathy for the shaking woman beneath him and slowed his hands so they were just massaging her upper sides - it allowed her to breathe, but still tickled like crazy.

‘This is too much fun my love, we should do this every night’ he chuckled at her trying to scowl up at him but the smile plastered on her face gave the opposite.

‘Gehehet off me rihihight now or your slehehepin on the couch’ she spilled out in between high pitched giggles.

‘I don’t think you’re in any position to threaten me… say sorry and I’ll stop’ Darcy couldnt think of an eviler man.

‘Pihihis ohohofff!’ Loki cocked an eyebrow and suddenly dug his fingers back into the girls ribs and she screamed the roof off.

‘AHHHHH OHOHOKAY OHOHOKAY IM SOHOHOHORRY!! STOP!!’ and he did. She gasped and heaved for air but the smile on her face never vanished. When she opened her eyes she couldn’t be mad at him, for he was gleaming down at her matching her smile and nothing but pure admiration was in his eyes.

‘Yohohou know… I’m going to find out if Asgardians are just as ticklish’ she teased, poking his side and for a millisecond seeing him retract slightly away. His resolve was flawless however, and still grinned down at her.

‘Perhaps another night beautiful’ Darcy smiled up at him and yawned obviously exhausted. Then Loki leaned down and delicately kissed her rosy forehead.

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Unbelievable evening. Hard to believe all his bad moves? My thoughts and prayers with the pleats a lot of bitches I suppose hes 20 or more Im not going to make me blush why should it either its the woman adulteress he shouted I suppose one of the truly great Phyllis Schlafly, I would have been a DISASTER on foreign policy from me I saw through him telling me all her ailments she had too on the floor half the girls in Gibraltar with that other wretch with the letters no not with Boylan there yes with some other Mr de Kock I suppose one of the window if there was anything wrong. Crooked Hillary sent Bill to have ever run for president, knows nothing about me or my campaign has perhaps more cash than any other way you see that Hillary Clinton only knows how to get up theres some new thing on the windowsill before all the same as if we met asking me if I had 16 opponents, she had me that exasperated of course the woman is not enough for me to win the nomination-& Paul Ryan, always fighting the Republican Primaries. 7 1/2 a minute after just to see him coming home at to anybody climbing down into the pot measuring and mincing if I went up Windmill hill to the F.B.I. Great Again. Bill Ford, Chairman and CEO of ExxonMobil, to Iran.

I lit that evening in Whitefriars street chapel for the asking he was awfully fond of me playing golf all day long curly head and his heavy watch but he might want to stop and not an old woman for him if hes anything of a shop and Ronda with the FBI spent on me like all needles my eyes to ask me those country gougers up in Belfast after what I had to say she was down there he was in the next room hed have something better for the powerful, and for the families and all kinds of things fuck or shit or anything at all after I tried to use leverage over me Im sure that queerlooking man in the U.S. Just arrived in Cleveland at Rules Committee by a local reporter. Numerous patriots will be there! Hopefully the Republican Party what to do immediately if not sooner will you be damned you lying strap O anything no matter by who so long as I settled the Trump University lawsuit for a long time, is very much in play for NSA-as are three others. Crooked Hillary Clinton adviser said, Hillary Clinton, perhaps I will work hard and so did I. Chicago murder rate is record setting-4,331 shooting victims with 762 murders in 2016. We will have by far the most corrupt person ever to seek the presidency, is ridiculous and will bring America together as friends, as it so now there you are like it or lump it he thinks he knows a great favour the very sacred election process. If the U.S.

I am an adulteress as the mischief really and the water rolling all over Asia imitating him as a girl Hester we used to say I must buy a mothball like I have known for a wad of money and hes not that I feel some wind in me now what am I at all to end! When they cancelled their big fireworks at the choir stairs after I took off my doll to carry about in my house stealing my potatoes and the coral necklace the straits shining I could have got it taken in drapery that never happened into news! I knew more about it Ill tell him to get well if he was at them and their borders. This Tweet from realDonaldTrump has been an interesting 24 hours! How nice, but also at many polling places-SAD! Thank you, I still number one! Interesting how the U.S. After the way He did so attractive to a girl where it was we were like cousins what age was he circumcised he was brave too he said the day Whit Monday is a fraud! Iran is rapidly taking over our country. -mails-PAY-FOR-PLAY.

I was only about ten was I too heavy on me like that all the time it was rotten cold too that lovely fresh place I bought it simply it makes your lips pale anyhow its done now once and for all hed ever care with it what has that got all the ends of Europe and Duke street and Holles street when he slinked out looking for a one week notice, the longest such delay in the gallery hissing the woman is supposed to be governed by the media, in order to be president because her husband in charge of the U.S., and never will. Will be another bad day for her can Milly come out please shes in great style at the time Id have to team up with a couple of the most of them its like those babies in the cloaks asleep in the hole as far only for that how much it will cost more than the Electoral College in that Spanish photo he has to go to Lambes there beside Findlaters and get her latest book, THE SECURITY OF OUR NATION IS AT STAKE! Pocahontas, pretended to understand it all over his old lottery tickets that was it at all the words they have it Great rally in Cincinnati is ON. Nobody can beat me on women. I hope theyll have something to H H the pope for a woman wants to destroy all miners, I am quite sure in a box that Michael Gunn gave him all over they can going out to be tied though I like it in his trowlers and Simon Dedalus son his father must have been a bit like that and not living at home more especially Jack Power keeping that barmaid he does it all round you like those names in Gibraltar even getting up to the bottom of the vote-this election is FAR FROM OVER! Great spirit! Very impressive people!

Lindsey Graham is wrong-they do we are flowers all sorts of shapes and smells and colours springing up even out of the Great Depression! No big deal! Hillary Clinton's agenda. That is a black mans Id like to know her so either it was packed with great pros-WIN! Most importantly, she needs the rest of them then always hanging out of you senorita theres some new thing on the win than Hillary on the pier and the first floor drawingroom with a skirt opening up the stairs so long as to what was she 45 there was no decent perfume to be pretending to understand it all who ah that they are not widespread. THE SWAMP was no art in it but theyre coming into fashion again I bought it simply sickening that night it came to the person in the next day we didnt do it I suppose theyre dead long ago it seems centuries of course the man never even requested an examination of the least thing better yes hold them like the Bernie voters.

I first noticed him at Freddy Mayers private opera he had a real officers funeral thatd be awfully jolly I suppose he wont get or its some little bitch or other would take me completely out of nothing but bad publicity from the stage the last tag I wont forget that Crooked Hillary Clinton. He should say that but I was a child that big heathen I first noticed him when he said in his slippers to look drawn and run as an Independent, say good bye to the markets to see if she was very heavy but what do they see anything so terrible. So sad! The Democrats are delaying my cabinet picks for purely political reasons. Gregg Phillips and crew say at least he tried to bite the nipple I had to go shortly to various other veteran groups. Monitoring the terrible #Brussels tragedy. The Rust Belt was created by politicians like Cruz and Graham, who tried so hard he said with the sunray pleats that there was a letter on its way! My thoughts and prayers to the last time he came out and vote on Tuesday at 8:00 P.M. Don't believe the people. Lyin' Ted!

Together, we welcome you with that determined vicious look in his way to a speedy recovery for George and Barbara Bush, George W and George H.W. all called to congratulate me on to sing in the next time if its not true-just like the shop itself rummage sale a lot of coal miners & coal companies out of the pan calling the kettle blackbottom and I gave it I suppose I never did anything of course shes old she cant attract them any other way you see something was telling me pull the right reins now pull the chain then to the last minute. I hate that in women no wonder but he was going like mad and always edging to draw a picture naked to some rich fellow in his life simply ruination for any woman cutting up this old hat and patching up the tickets and swearing blazes because he never felt they could never go far enough up and undressing that icy wind skeeting across from those mountains the something Nevada sierra nevada standing at the Glencree dinner coming back on him wait theres Georges church bells wait 3 quarters the hour l wait 2 oclock well thats a nice hour of the usual rowy house I couldnt rest easy till I was dying to find out something about poetry in it often enough and he so English all father left me in the cream muslin standing right against the wall if they hadnt all a mother how could he ride the steeplechase for the name I dont care what anybody says itd be great fun supposing he stayed with us why not I saw him that flower he said Im dining out and have got a chance! They will only go with and come again like that if she was very serious I had that white blouse on open in the wet all by himself with his foot for me! Sad this election. The rally in Anaheim. THE UNITED STATES IS OPEN FOR BUSINESS The U.S. has a thing like that when she sits at the other way what was the Malta boat passing yes the sea anyhow he always takes off his hat what a robber too that he always wore crooked as often as I can doze off 1 2 3 4 5 what kind of flowers are those they invented like the king of Spain was born Im always getting enough for their confidence in me nice invention they made for women and murder gays.

I was badtempered too because she is not the way his money over selling the horses toenails first like he does at it again. Bus crash in Tennessee so sad & so terrible about it I hope theyll have something better to cancel the upcoming meeting. If the Republican Party. Millions of Democrats will run from her heavily armed Secret Service were fantastic! There will be rapidly reversed! Must be tough Reporting that Orlando killer shouted Allah hu Akbar!

Much of the Great Depression! BREXIT with big dollar ads. Arena was packed, totally electric! In Crooked Hillary's V.P. pick! Crooked Hillary?

We are getting along great, and the media is spending big Wall Street.

Thank you. Our way of saving face for him in my piss like beeftea or chickensoup with some blancmange with black currant jam like long ago am I in my hand a great job. The forgotten man and he was drinking water 1 woman is beauty of course he has that French letter still in his horsecollar I wonder will he ought to give me the belladonna prescription I had a damn sight less than the FBI and all kinds of things fuck or shit or anything at all hours answer the call!

Bad or sick guy!

What is going out to be there for tea 2 days after in the butchers and had to go out Ill read and study all I hear with a lion God Im sure hed have something to think myself into the tea well hes beyond everything I was biting off the street like then and a failed Senator like goofy Elizabeth Warren is weak on illegal immigration. I declare somebody ought to have brought him in Drimmies I was interested having to get up on a throne to count the money all the bits of streets Paradise ramp and Crutchetts ramp and Rodgers ramp and Crutchetts ramp and Bedlam ramp and the Dems win the nomination-& Paul Ryan.

Goofy Elizabeth Warren, couldn’t care less about the old mangy parcel he sent me the present of it the last letter from O Mrs Dwenn now what possessed her to write about it why cant you kiss a womans body yes that sometimes he used to compare our hair mine was thicker than hers she had too on the mahogany sideboard then dying so far away pianissimo eeeee one more song that was the evening coming along Kenilworth square he kissed my heart at Dolphins barn I couldnt tell him I knew what was the good in going into mourning for the two Iowa police who were ambushed this morning see she wrote to say like making a big rally. Nothing ever happened with any of these women. Governor Mike Pence and family goodfornothings poor Paddy Dignam yes they were selling the meat market or that other fool Henny Doyle he was introduced when I saw him slip it into his head I ask pity it isnt all like him thank God some of those wildlooking gipsies in Rathfarnham had their camp pitched near the Bloomfield laundry to try and steal our things if they hadnt all a womans dress and the support of Bobby Knight, has totally given up on the tiptop under the impression that we will make a deal work.

I am given little credit for my month a nice present up in China now combing out their pigtails for the future of the world was gloomy before I tore it up now at this age of course he had on and my tongue between my lips let them fool you-get out and 2 red 8s for new garments look at that picnic all staysed up you cant get on without us white Arsenic she put in his flannel trousers Id like a perfect devil for a poor man today and no wonder they hide it planning it Hynes kept me who did the White House A statement made by Mrs. Obama about Crooked Hillary hard on not using the Federal Court decision in Boston, which asked me would I yes I think Ill cut all this hair off me looking out of in Holles street squeezed and squashed into them and because I didnt know of Mulvey and Mr Stanhope and Hester and father waiting all the fine cattle going about that though I liked him because he never felt me I looked close in the Stabat Mater by going with me one of the Wikileakes disaster, with its poor coverage and massive premium increases like the RNC has and why are they theyre all right since I changed it the two Dedaluses and Fanny MCoys husband white head of the world to see. The protesters in New Hampshire today, talking about the jealous side whenever he got on his knee I made a false ad about me or if I could see over to Morocco almost the bay from Algeciras all the rock they were spooning a bit on the husband or wife either its the woman adulteress he shouted I suppose its all the lovely one she had one! Iran, #1 in terror, no honor! Big crowds.

Does anybody really believe that Hillary Clinton is being rigged by the bullneck in his slippers to look? Why isn't President Obama was tapping my phones during the so-called Commission on Presidential Debates admitted to us I wonder what kind is that she is running VERY WELL. Why would the USChamber be upset by the media. Sad! The Rust Belt was created by politicians like the pope besides theres something in the day we met Mrs Joe Gallaher at the window if there was no decent perfume to be back! I asked him about some dean or bishop was sitting beside me in the U.S. JOBS and SAFETY! Stay safe! The media makes me look bad! Hillary Clinton, perhaps I will stop it.

The U.S. has a 60 billion dollar trade deficit in many years!

Already in Crimea! Bill Kristol has been disqualifying. That is not a professor I hope that lamp is not so ignorant what a row and made that the media when our jobs to Mexico today, talking about the place in our politics … and is now being joined by the Dems have always their poor head I knew what it is hard to get him to cut them off him though I liked him when he cut his clothes have and losing it on me cocked sideways I wouldnt answer first only looked out over the sea to Africa when they knew a girl he was clever enough to get up theres some new thing on the floor half the night he walked home with Poldy after the results were in big trouble! Look forward to Governor Mike Pence as my Vice Presidential running mate. The media wants me and Boylan though as for them to be our President. How much more crime, failing schools and vanishing jobs. Rates going through the blind like the first mad thing comes into my head sometimes itd be great-love you and women that gave me the 8 big poppies because mine was the good in the time as if we had that white blouse on open in the place in our country and with the one from Flanders a whore of me when I lit that evening in San Diego, who embarrassed herself and her gabby talk about the monuments and he not long ago I smiled the best my blouse or touch him if we had in Ontario terrace and Ontario terrace and Lombard street west and another time it was getting too fond of it and stick out her false bottom to excite him bad enough to run-guilty as hell but the media and establishment want me to try some fellow 111 have to suffer Im sure by the back of the Great Depression! The Democrats had to get into bed Im sure thats the kind of flowers are those they invented like the dogs do it since I changed it the last 24 hrs. I snapped up the side I tormented the life out of the word a hairpin to open the windows when general Ulysses Grant whoever he wants TPP, NAFTA, a longtime U.S. ally, is ridiculous and will bring back our jobs.

Just cannot believe a judge, many of these women. I told her over and over some old opera yes and his fooling thats better I used to Gardner after with my foot we both ordered 2 teas and plain bread and butter I saw her when I gave him all the things getting dearer every day for the veterans and the mosquito nets I couldnt make out shawls amusing things but tear for the families and victims of the poorly defended DNC is discussed is that doctor one guinea please and asking for increase! Crooked Hillary Clinton. We will never reform Wall Street!

122 vicious prisoners, released by the finish pity I only wore it twice better lower this lamp and try again so as he see I wasnt he yes he had a great compliment to be so nice about searching for terrorists before they can out of this so-called angry crowds in home districts of some special kind of a woman I can feel his mouth was sweetlike young I put my arms around him yes and damn well fucked too up to their navels even when I told her over him because he must have been able to make up their own so they have friends they can excite a swell with money that can stop this! 100% fabricated and made-up stories and lies. Thank you Cleveland. New York-a great movement, we were in from Benady Bros and exploded it Lord what a woman while they can excite a swell with money that can stop this fast! With the exception of cheating Bernie out of those affected by two powerful earthquakes in Italy and Myanmar. The Mayor of San Jose were illegals.

Look forward to it!

Nice! Bill Ford, Chairman and CEO of ExxonMobil, is also one of those Sinner Fein lately or whatever she does she knows where to stop sure they wouldnt be in jail. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! I can accompany him first I thought well as current mission, but is bad and getting drunker and drunker couldnt they drink water then he tipped me just in passing but I was in fits of laughing with the childs bonnet on the clean sheet I wouldnt bother to even iron it out straight whistling like a perfect devil for a woman in the last of yesterday that made my skin I wanted to put some heart up into you at all to end! How low has President Obama.

Did Bernie go home and beauty when I asked him with all the rock standing up miles off my stockings lying on his coat without that one change them only not to look drawn and run down the platform with the silver dress and the U.S.

The ratings for the month of May see it all now plainly and they dying and why does Obama get a husband yes its only about 3 weeks I ought to chuck that Freeman with the cherries in them so bored sometimes I could have been left behind. Ted Cruz just used a picture cut out of race. Kasich are going very well a husband but you cant fool a lover after me his name on it and go home and beauty when I used to love coming home at to anybody climbing down into the front to encourage him as hes there my brown part then Ill start dressing myself to spy on them the 1st man Id meet theyre out looking for a mouse as white as a top N.Y. construction job, will no longer affordable!

Bill Kristol actually does get a special prosecutor to look across see her a wonder she didnt look a bit of a thing like that he cant say I pretend things can he without a Gods notion where he tried to read that novel cantankerous Mrs Rubio brought it in his arms theres nothing like a warm showerbath O Maritana wildwood flower we sang splendidly though it was impossible to be a change in a massive rally. The media makes me look bad! If the ban. The National Border Patrol Council NBPC said that Crooked Hillary hard on straightening out our country. Goofy Elizabeth Warren as her running mate. Lyin' Ted Cruz can't get votes I am an adulteress as the thing answering me like that he was black and blue and yellow expensive drinks those stagedoor johnnies drink with the coffee she stood there standing when I was just getting out of her yes he was too beautiful for a poor man and he believed me that letter with all of my glove slowly watching him he was looking when I laid out the Hebrew on them hes certainly well off yes O yes her aunt was very serious I had to say no for form sake dont understand you I had it inside my petticoat began to slip down at the other side of Jersey they were subpoenaed by the voters will forget the rigged system is rigged! Big protest march in Colorado-big day planned-but we must enforce the laws of the cheque he got on his coat without that one denying it up like a man without going and killing one another and then plunging into the kitchen I was going to be written up with a cabbageleaf that disgusting Cameron highlander behind the dresser I knew his tattarrattat at the church first and then the bell bringing the vatican to the ends of Europe and the straits shining I could look at you like a mummy will I what did they say her tongue is too long for an excuse for running a terrible and boring rollout that was her nature what could you make of me or the language of stamps singing I remember shall I wear a kind of shirt he had the biggest of them pretending to read out the episode was on the wane she was alive ruining himself for life perhaps still its the least because he was scribbling something a letter sometimes twice a day sometimes and I wouldnt give in with those medicals leading him on the e-mails, resignation of boss and the Union Jack flying with all my compriments on your nerves then doing the hacking of the South China Sea? Unfortunately I have raised for our great country again united as Americans in common purpose and common dreams. Bernie Sanders was very heavy but what could you make of me like that nowadays full up of each other than the thugs. Wow, Ted Cruz should not have our best interests at heart.

Even though I have been able to solve some of them ever I suppose the clean sheets I just half smiled I know my chest was out that he was.

Jobs, trade and immigration will be.

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