Brandon POV

"Honestly Brandon! How do you keep burning yourself!" Molly exclaimed, wrapping a bandage around my bare chest. I shrug.

But..... This is the second time in the span of three days..... I'm getting kind of worried.

"Say Brandon..... When did you say Feather was coming back? And where did you say she was?" Molly asked as she rolled out another bandage.

"Ki said that she should be back in a few days. And to be honest, I don't know where she is......." I say, looking down. I then look Molly straight in the eyes.

"It's killing me....... I miss her so much..." My voice was just above a whisper. She gave me a sympathetic look.

"Hey...... Do you mind if we talk about Feather for a while?" Molly said questioningly. I nodded.

"Well........ It sure is nice and all when she's around, But lately, Well It's just been nice to have another lady in the house..... Chryseis is wonderful! Feather is kinda........ Meh......." Molly ranted.

"I mean, Don't get me wrong, Feather is amazing in her own way, I can see why you fell for her, but sometimes she's just a little too spastic...... With all her swords and training and stuff. " Molly continued, applying another bandage.

"But I guess that's how she is. Heh.... Now that I think about it, She's perfect for you.... I really can see why you love her." Molly smiled at me.

I felt myself blush.

"W-ww-what?" I stutter stupidly. Molly scoffed. Darius, Who had been sitting in Molly's chair quietly finally spoke up.

"Come on Brandon! It's pretty obvious that you loooooovvveee her! Why don't you tell her already...." Darius teased. I adverted my eyes

"I have my reasons." I mutter. Darius rolled his eyes.

"Uh! What? I can't hear you over the sound of you being a wimp!" Darius mocked, cupping his ear.

"Darius..." Molly said in a warning tone.

"What? I'm just jokin' with him!" Darius said, winking at Molly.

If only they knew......

"Not all of us get happy endings..." I say, glaring at Darius.

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We stayed in the bushes, Staring at the wooden structure.

"Aye mate, Ye be sure this be the place?" My purple-haired lady friend, Misty asked. I rustled the leaves of the bush to he a better look..

"Aye. Capin' will be impressed for sure." I replied.

Capin' sent us to scout for a place to be lootin' and lucky for us, we found a place in the middle of nowhere to loot! I have actually been 'ere a couple times.

"Oy! What ye be waitin' for? Let's go!" Misty asked, bolting out of the bushes. I quickly grab her hand and pull her back.

"Lass! Hold ye horses! There's a reason ye be not stormin' in." I hiss. Misty rolled her eyes and clutched her crossbow.

"Ye know how Captin' has been lookin' for a lady for quite some time now?" I ask. Misty raises an eyebrow in reply.

"Well, There's this beautiful lassie in there and I believe she's injured enough for us to take her 'an get 'Er to capin' before the Others arrive." I explain. Misty gives me a devious look.

"That sounds like 'a plan mate." She said, smirking.

We emerge from the bushes and under the cover of darkness, make our way to the wooden house.

Misty crouches by the door as she loads her crossbow.

I grip the lantern and slowly crack open the door.

The dark room was illuminated by the soft flicker of fire that was held in the lantern.

Across the room and on the table rests the lass. I motion Misty to follow.

Our footsteps were quiet enough to not wake the beautiful lassie.

My breath was taken away when I got a good look at the beauty.

Her dark brown hair was pulled up in a messy ponytail and her emerald colored shirt was tattered.

My eyes wandered over to the furnace when a silver sword and a set of clothes identical to the one's she's wearing. But they're in better condition.

Misty twirled a rope in her hands.

"Let's get 'Er out before the sun starts risin'" She said.

We start tying the fine lassie up.

Misty let out a longing sigh.

"Too bad that the capin' get's this fine lassie all to himself..." Misty said, longingly.

"Aye! Cool ye jets! Now, 'elp me get 'Er up." I hiss.

But still, This Lass be a beautiful one....

I saw a loose strand fall in her face.

It wouldn't hurt to move it out of the way.....

I twirl the strand of hair between my fingers and tuck it behind her ear.

My hand traced her jawline.

All of a sudden, Her eyes shoot open.

The heck did I just write?

In other news, I got really distracted....

Rrrrreeeeaaally, Distracted.

Like......

'I found my old hat' distracted.

Annnnnddd I look stupid.

Great.

Now what was I doing?

Uhhhhhhh....

Did I bother to do any major editing?

Heck no.