The Idle Promise. 

Got it, ill remember that next time ? I'll
Update later tonight or in a bit, I'm all busy in my crazy schedule

 

Goodness Pie wifey and Cin  I honestly lack the patience for this guy anymore
Anyway after a bad couple of days I'm going to try and update again, it hasn't been easy with psychiatry school all up in my face.
Hopefully I can get one in today or tomorrow.

 

And thank you Mel ?

 

Cries I'm sorry


Chapter nine: To Observe and impress, my dear Watson.

My eyes twinkled a bit with excitement as we pulled into the garage. So I was finally able to do something with Felix that made me feel helpful, like-like.. I was needed.
"Alrighty B, I'm going to need you to grab the doors and stuff for me, and then I'll show you how to get ready."
I had a smile plastered on my face, as well as he. We had the smiles of...of the people I couldn't recognize. The smiles of monsters, or strangers, but we were too perfect to see that. Felix and I were far too perfect to be monsters. We were doing common deeds, like Sweeney Todd and Mrs.Lovett. Although he would never kill me, he made sure I wouldn't get in trouble. I did the same, and that was that. I jumped out of the car, grabbing the keys and unlocking the trunk for Felix. I opened the door, and stepped behind it to allow him more access as he stepped inside. I skipped inside, setting the keys on the kitchen counter. His house still smelled of cleaner, which I enjoyed.
It was the scent of never getting caught, and being with this boy forever without being separated by metal bars, doors, walls, or just anything. We were the mad and perfectly normal. Just like everyone else. We just had a dirty little secret, just like everyone. Everyone has one, and this was it.
It wasn't harmful to anyone unless it was you we were taking care of, then yeah. It's harmful to your life and everything you own and have pride for.
As Felix walked down the stairs, to the basement, I flipped on the light switch, and I pulled my sleeves up. He took out a pocket knife and cut both of the bags open. He tossed the wrench and the plastic to me, and I wiped the blood off them with the bit of cleaner he magically had stored in his basement. I set them to dry, and they were spotless. We opened the bag with the body in it, and he gave it to me to put in the trash.
I tilted my head, tossing it away.
"What if they go through your trash?"
"They don't," he responded, setting the body on a metal table. "I toss my trash in the incinerator."
"Ooh, very clever." I swooned, leaning on his shoulder as we both looked at her.
"B dearie, can you go through the body for things we could find kinda useful for stuff?"
"Like what?"
He shrugged as I looked down at the lifeless woman, a small giggle rising in my throat. "Possibly anything of value, you know. Gold and such, anything that could be sold in a garage sale. Anything we might be able to wash and preserve."
"Oh, alright."
He stepped elsewhere, behind me and began to set something up. I slipped her shoes off, they were spotless. I laughed a bit, setting them beside me. He glanced back at me, still setting whatever it was up.
"What was that for?"
I was laughing a bit more now, taking things out of her pockets. Paper clips, a pen, her golden watch. I took the ring off her finger–opposite of her ring finger–and set it aside. Felix reached for it, and I shrugged it off.
"I was just laughing because we share the same shoe size. I think I'll be taking her heels, Felix."
He didn't respond. It was maybe ten or fifteen minutes of silence as I stripped the body to undergarments, things sorted in piles.
"Hey Brenden, I want to uh, talk to you."
I turned around and he grabbed my hand, tugging me up the stairs. My face was covered in confusion, his face rising with concern. What was so important?
"Okay Brenden," he began, sitting down beside me on the couch. His face was kinda red, but that always happens when he's about to cry, or he's frustrated, or nervous. Wait, why would he-"I want you to move in with me."
I blinked, looking down at our hands.
"You...what?"
"Brenden Kenzie, I want you to move in with me."
I felt my face flush a dark pink, putting a hand to my cheek. He smiled, not a psycho smile, an actual smile of hoping I'd say yes. I'd never say no, ever.
"Oh my... Why I don't know.."
His face fell to disappointment, but altered as he looked at my eyes. My eyes twinkled with a changing answer.
"But I guess.. I'll say.. YES!" I squealed, hugging him. His face exposed happiness, joy, just every emotion that exists! If I could describe his facial expression I would need days to do so! Just a simple smile could not describe his face.
"Brenden! Do you know what you've done?"
"Huh?"
"Made me the happiest, doctor slash boy in the entire world!"
I squealed, cupping his cheeks in my hand,"Really?"
"Yes!"
He kissed my forehead several times, picking me up.
"Well Watson, let's go do our first assignment together!"
I giggled, taking his hand, and tugging him down to the basement.
"Felix, I have a great idea."
"What is it, B-Bear?"
"What if we could find away to make them dolls?"
"What?"
"Dolls, Felix. Like actually toy dolls."
"Oh my.. Amazing."
"What?"
"Your mind is brilliant, my dear Watson."
I giggled, blushing a bit.
"You know what? We'll attempt to make a doll, with this body. I have the right fingers, and a different eye would be rad!"
"How about very soon? You've observed well, and impressed me with your ideas, brilliant ideas.."

 

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