The three of us, newly reunited, ran as fast as we could to the door. I won’t bother you with the reunion and all, you don’t want to hear mushy stuff. On the way out, BOOM, there’s Butler.
“You’re not going anywhere,” he growls in that creepy way of his. Behind him is Arthur. What’s worse, Artemis or Arthur? I say Arthur; he did kidnap two faeries. He grabs the three of us and shoves us-no. Make that two of us. He kept Anastasia. Holly looks at me. Frond, that look was miserable.
Anastasia smiles at Arthur. Smiles. They are the same age…no! He kidnapped her, and Holly, and now me! How could she smile??? Unless, now this is really weird, there’s something going on between them, something…like feelings that a kidnapper/his kidnappee should not feel. I’m just putting that out there.
I know the ending sucks, but I lost my inspiration a while ago. I’m ending it here. I may pick it up again in the future, but for now it’s done.