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| | '''Monarch 16.1''' is the first chapter of the [[Monarch]] Arc. It is preceded by and followed by [[Monarch 16.2]] |
| The first chapter of the Monarch arc.
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| ==Synopsis== | | ==Synopsis== |
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| ==Characters== | | ==Characters== |
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| ==Trivia==
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| Anzer'ke wrote a piece of poetry in the comments:
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| “Will you walk into my lair?” said the Skitter to the Grue,
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| “‘I wove a costume there, the better to protect you;
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| If you care to come inside I’ll make you happy enough to stay,
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| And we can do something fun, in the dark and through the day.”
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| “Uh, Taylor?” said the Grue, “Are you feeling alright?
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| This seems a bit sudden, we’ve only been together five nights.”
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| “You must be feeling tired, tense, your mood is blue;
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| Will you let me relieve you?” said the Skitter to her Grue
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| “I’ve been reading about massage, and some…other stuff;
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| If you’d let me show you, just strip down to the buff.”
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| “…” said the Grue, “I’m getting Lisa, and Amy as well
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| ‘Cause when I last brushed your waist, you nearly rang my bell.”
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| Purred the Skitter to the Grue, “I am sorry for that and more besides;
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| Will you let me prove it? From my lips to my thighs?
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| I have always loved you, now come inside and feel it;
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| I promise I’ll repeat those words- but the context will have changed a bit.”
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| “Th-That’s enough,” spluttered the Grue, “this isn’t you at all,
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| you blushed at holding hands, in the ruins of that mall.”
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| “I love you too,” said the Grue, and caught her by her arm.
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| “I swore I would protect you, I’d keep you safe from harm.
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| You’re strong and brave, you struggle to speak your mind;
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| So much I fell for. You’re utterly one-of-a-kind.
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| Don’t force yourself,” he said, “I mean everything I say;
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| This will happen when we’re ready, and that’s another day.”
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| His words impacted deeply, the Skitter was struck dumb.
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| But before he could relax and speak, she jabbed his elbow with her thumb.
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| Then ducking from his grip, she pressed him to the alley wall.
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| Masks and armour clacked together, then the clothes began to fall.
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| His will was close to breaking, hands roamed of their own accord;
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| If he hadn’t felt amidst her hair, he’d surely have been floored.
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| The dart he found in her locks, had his intentions back forthright;
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| The Grue read its markings amidst a cloud as black as night.
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| “P-S-Y-C-H-O B-R-A-N-D L-O-V-E D-A-R-T” read the Grue, his mood About to snap
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| Then he gently held his Skitter as she now collapsed.
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| Which kind of screws this poem’s flow,
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| You see it’s meant to lead to a moral.
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| And rhyme along the way.
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| Sorry about that, but the rating had to stay low.
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Monarch 16.1 is the first chapter of the Monarch Arc. It is preceded by and followed by Monarch 16.2
Synopsis
[Coming Soon]
Characters
[Coming Soon]