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“DON'T WORRY! I GOT YOU!” Pen yelled. *Snatch* “GO, GO, GO!” The door shut.
“LET US IN!” Needle screamed “THE DAVID IS RIGHT THERE, YOU'RE ON YOUR OWN.” Barf Bag yelled. “PLEASE LET US IN! WE CAN-” *Snatch* “WHA-” “Sorry Needle! There's no point in trying to convince them. We gotta get out of here!”
Pen ran to the steakhouse. “Okay I think we're safe.” “So.. what now?” There was a moment of silence before Pen spoke. ‘We should stay here till this blows over.” “Okay” “...so um… what do you want to talk about?” Needle thought for a second. The storm, no. BFB, no. …FREESMART! Perfect! “Do you know what Freesmart is?” “No, what is it?” “Do you remember that alliance from season one?” “Yeah” “Well in BFDIA it got a name and I was a part of it for a while.” “Ah man that must have su-” The ground started shaking.
“What the-” They were in a tornado. “OH CRAP” They ran to the window.
They were above the hotel.
“Needle, I know how to get us to the hotel” “HOW?” Pen ran to the window and opened it. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?” “YOU HAVE TO TRUST ME!” He climbed out the window and onto the roof and held out his arms through the window. “CLIMB ON!” “WE'LL BOTH DIE” “TRUST ME”
She walked forwards. “NO! IF I FALL YOU'LL FALL WITH ME. AND WE'LL BOTH FALL TO OUR DE-” He grabbed her through the window. She stared at Pen. “Wha- HOW DID YOU EVEN DO THAT!?” “I'll explain later, but we have to get to the hotel.” “Uh yeah, yeah.” Needle says, still very much surprised by how Pen pulled that off.
“Do you trust me?” Pen questioned. “You pulled me out of a window and onto a roof with your bare hands. Whatever you have planned, I think you can pull it off.”
Pen picked her up and jumped off the steakhouse. “PEN STOP WE'RE GONNA-” He threw her onto the roof. He was falling to his death and she was powerless to stop him. “PEN!” He died. For her. The roof door opened.