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Phoenica was walking through the alley of sweet jazz in hopes of delivering her friends' homework for her. She didn't like going through this alley but Molly had to get her homework one way or another.
“Hey kid” A random lady approaches her.
Oh, she must be a nice lady!
“Hello!”
“I like that purse of yours” The crook pulls out a pocket knife. “I think I'll be taking it”
Wait a second...she's not nice!
“You're not a nice lady, you're...You're a bully!”
“Kid, you can't be this stupid...”
“Well, I know how to deal with bullies like you!”
Phoenica pulls out a gun
She points it at the thug.
“W-Wait a second!” They hastily back away. “Let's not get too hasty here-”
“It's too late, I'll teach you a lesson with the power of friendship and this loaded gun I found yesterday!”
“Kid, don't do this” The lady tried to plea but it was too late.
She pulled the trigger.
Molly was waiting for her friend Phoenica. They were supposed to spend the day together
Then she hears gunshots in the alley.
Oh no, is she gonna die!? She can't die yet, she was gonna change her will!!
She then sees Phoenica walk out the alley.
“Molly!” Phoenica rushes in to hug her which she returns
“Uh...Hey Feenie”
She appears to be fine, though, Something's off. Her dress has a splatter of red on her dress
Did something happen to here? What if she got hurt and needed to go to the hospital!
All her worry and doubt went away when she noticed the butt of the gun poking out of Feenie's hair.
She was fine.
They eventually meet up with Trixie and went about their day.