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Hearts and Spades Part one by ~Insanityismorefun:iconInsanityismorefun:



Part one
“This is so boring!” I said.

“Shh,” Mistah J scolded.

“Fine.” I pouted.

“Until it’s time for your little plan to come into effect, nothing will happen.” He said. “By the way, what is your plan?” He asked me, but he didn’t look at me. Instead he stared at the ground.

“We need a doctor.” I said.

He laughed. “It doesn’t take that much to know that. That’s why we’re here, in a mental health institute, doll face.”

“Hmf, you don’t have to know…” I said. Right then the door to our cell opened. In stepped a guard and the commissioner.

Gordon walked in and looked down at first Mistah J, then me. “We have a psychologist here for you.” He said.

“What?” Mistah J scoffed. “Did you not learn from last time?”

“This one…” Gordon cleared his throat. “I assure you, she won’t be influenced by you.” He looked to me. “Or you.” He said. I just smiled. “She will also be kept under close surveillance to assure she’s not planning anything.” He fiddled with his watch for a moment. “Joker, you’re first.” He turned and left. The guard walked up and grabbed Mistah J firmly and led him out of the room. My boss turned and gave me a smile before leaving.

I sat, alone. I hummed for a little while. Then I got up and went to lie down on the small bed we were allowed to have. I then began to make up a song. It went to the tune of Ring Around the Rosies. “Ring around police men, I’ve got a surprise for them. Bang bang, bang bang, they all fall dead.” I laughed for a second.

I sang this song for a little while longer. Finally the door opened, and in came Mistah J. “Did everything go well?” I asked.

“She asked me how I got these scars.” He said, as he went and sat down against the wall.

“Oo, which story this time?” I asked, as I sat up.

“I went with the crazy brother one.” He said.

“I’m not familiar with that one.” I said.

“You know, my family forced my brother to go to a circus. He was mortified by the clowns. To get revenge on us, he carved our faces to look like clowns then he killed himself.” He laughed. “She believed me.”

I smiled for a moment and then got up and walked over to the waiting guard. He grabbed my shoulders and led me out of the room.
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Author's Comments

The sequel to Love and Thieves, if you haven't read all of Love and Thieves I would highly suggest you read that first, but ya know wat ev floats ur boat.

Oh and I can't take credit for this title. 'Kinderia' came up with it, I hope u like it!

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