Well thats a bugger

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"You know, ive never been a believer in fate, i say, the future is
what we make of it!"
He didnt avoided the fist this time.
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'Owwww.. that really hurt'
Amber shot him a glare, he could see fire.
'Ok... il.. il go wipe the Mechano-Vicars memory of our... marriage'
He backed out of the room slowly, and lent against the wall on the
other side.
'Damn it Keats, you really know how to Smeg things up dont you. What
the hell were you thinking...'
Part of his brain wanted to blame Amber, however, another part,
stronger than the other, wanted to hold Amber in his arms.
Keats slapped himself, and wanderd off in completely the wrong
direction to the Mechanical Vicar.
'Stupid Brain. Whats up with you today...'
Unbeknownst to Keatsy, his brain, which was... unique to say the
least, had absorbed some of the Love Virus into itself, and now, he
he was sucumming to one of the worst natrual Illnesses. Love sickness.
He sighed, and carried on, randomly, until he came across a bulkhead.
He pressed the open button. It did nothing. He tried again.
'Stupid door!' He kicked it, and immediatly regretted it
'Stupid door.....'
The door had been securly closed, air tight infact. He turned away
from it, and walked to the next bulkhead, also, locked up.
'DAMMIT!! whats wrong with this ship! Holly! i want to know why the
door isnt working!'
Silence.
'HOLLY!!'
'Oh, yes, ahha, i am h-holly, what do you need me for... Keats?!?'
There was something odd in the way Holly spoke, he sounded normal,
but he didnt usually squeak out his name.
'Yes.. Holly, why wont the doors open?!'
'Umm, lets see, y-yes, were having an emergency test of our f-f-
failsafes John, it wont last l-long'
'Oh, right, well, keep it real'
He headed back towards Ambers room, stopped by the door, and sighed.
'Stupid Brain...'
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