
Chapter 8: Two Brits, one American?
I changed the title...and even though it doesn't mention him, I'm giving Matthew the spotlight for a quick interview as the two British guys and the American have their awkwardness.
So, how's the subplot?
"Narara..it's act-actually going somewhere, but I w-won't say..." he stuttered. "If I do say...the subplotfic would die..."
I gave him a pen and the letter l.
"That's the end of the Pen-L? Narara is trying hard for these jokes, almost too hard..." were the last words he said in this chapter.
Back to our main plot.
Arthur was about to use his magic for once in the fight (Oliver mentioned it was a car fight at first.), and the magic...was pink instead of green. Arthur intended to shield himself, but instead, he got poisoned. "YOU DIDN'T JUST MESS WITH MY MAGIC, YOU INTOXICATED ME!" he yelled before passing out. Alfred mentioned, "That's...literal."
Oliver remembered that...it was passing-out poison. More magic meant longer passing out.
Then there was a minute of Oliver poking Alfred. Why? It actually was a discussion on how the latter didn't have his 2P yet. Let's just say that one poke to the (Al's)glasses did the trick. And the glasses became red. Actually...no. I'm not adding others, yet.
"That's a relief," Alfred mentioned. Arthur liked this and Oliver complained. However, since there was a pair of scissors on the floor, this chapter has been cut short.
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