I looked at her, and leaned against the counter where I was."I told you to stay in the bedroom," I said."Did you know you were going to do that to him?" she asked. "Hit him there, I mean?"I nodded. "It was the best way to subdue him without killing him, and make sure he was harmless." It looked like you just reached out and touched him," she sighed."He was threatening you," I said. "He was threatening me." I know," she said. "And I don't blame you. Not really. I know what he can be like. It's just that..." You're not used to me being this way," I said.She took a step closer, and stopped."You even scared me, Bobby!" she said. "I mean I knew you meant it. I almost peed my pants!" I did mean it," I said. "And I needed him to believe it. Guys like that only understand one language. I had to convince him that I'm badder than he is, and that it isn't worth the risk of messing with me. Fear is the only thing they understand, because that's the only tool in their own tool box."She was quiet. " you murmur to yourself before gasping in surprise. Appearing magically in front of you is a pearly white, gold-trimmed desk and sat behind it is the most beautiful blonde headed woman you've ever seen. She smiles sweetly at you, a smile that warms your icy heart."If you're talking about your life then yes Brent, nice going!" she sings chipperly as she flicks through a white file in front of her, humming as she does, "Married for 30 years, two kids, nice house in the suburbs, plenty of charity work annnnd.. you even saved a life! How heroic!" she looks up at you and smiles again, a wide grin. You smile back awkwardly, hoping there aren't any pictures of 'Brent' in that folder of hers."In fact you were so good I'm sending you to G.A. duty!" she pulls a stamp out of nowhere and slams it on the paperwork before her, leaving a big gold printed G.A."Oh.. t-thank you." you mutter as the conveyor belt suddenly begins moving again, towards a large door which already hangs open, above the.
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