Her touch changed him. His complexion returning to less of a pallor color and his frame returning from his previous skeleton look.
"Why not?" "Because I still don't want to deal with Earth's bullshit." "You've got to be fucking kidding me right now. I've got a family!"
”Your highness, please. Give her a chance. I can protect her from the world and so can Ryan,”
Pretend I didn’t make it shaxx saying that because I dunno why I did it and I can’t edit it.
(Oof)
(Yeah)
(Wait, where is Cooper?)
”Your highness, please. Give her a chance. I can protect her from the world and so can Ryan,”
"Hmm…if I give her back, do you promise to look after her?"
(Wait, where is Cooper?)
(In Hell)
(Wait, where is Cooper?)
(In Hell)
(he'll brb. he getting healthier)
”Your highness, please. Give her a chance. I can protect her from the world and so can Ryan,”
"Hmm…if I give her back, do you promise to look after her?"
(Thanks)
"I promise," he agreed. "I won't let anything happen,"
(Oooooooh… Sorry, I missed a bunch)
Fleur moaned and blinked herself awake. Cooper was gone. She sat upright quickly. "Cooper?!"
(That's okay!)
”Your highness, please. Give her a chance. I can protect her from the world and so can Ryan,”
"Hmm…if I give her back, do you promise to look after her?"
(Thanks)
"I promise," he agreed. "I won't let anything happen,"
"Very well. You can take her."
Cooper nodded and shimmered them back to Belles house. “I didn’t mean for this to happen, I’m sorry,”
"No, don't worry about it." "Hey! She's back! Finally!" "Evangeline, you bitch." "I needed help, alright?!"
Fleur searched the rooms around the house desperately. "Cooper?! Cooper, where are you?!"
Cooper frowned, why’d he have to be seen as a burden?
Ryan has shit himself out to everything, sounds, soghts, everything. He sat there looking hollow and still.
"No, not about him. I meant about…the other thing." "Ohhhh, that thing. Look, I'm sorry but I can't do anything else."
Cooper’s face lit back up a little because… ya know… feeling like people hate you sucks.
Fleur went back into the bedroom and curled up under the sheets, suddenly afraid. A series of painful what ifs began to flood her head.
Her eyes flicked to her husband, her heart breaking slightly. She sat next to him, wrapping him in her arms. "Hey sugar."
His jaw flexed slightly as he grit his teeth together. Was he imager things? He didn’t want to seem crazy and he was holding back tears.
"It's okay honey, I'm here. I'm real." She smiled a little.
He sighed and wrapped his arms around her tightly.
"Right, my work is done here." In a flash, she was gone, leaving just the three of them. "Shh, it's okay."