Soap pweez
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Marshall gasped in horror and looked away. All those memories rushing back.
Malachay showed no pain at all. He actually looked...glad. Glad that he was going to die. Glad that he would be ripped apart. After all, it was what men like him deserved, wasn't it? -
"Sick b------.." He swiftly pulled, ripping it off.
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He exclaimed briefly, then the pain numbed. 'I know I am. Men like me deserve this, don't they?'
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"No." He dropped him. "Men like you deserve to suffer. So you can sit there and rot."
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He fell to the ground, still not appearing to care. 'Fine by me.'
Ted noticed how troubled Marshall looked.
'Are you alright?' he asked.
'I'm fine.' Marshall replied, defensively. -
"Let's go." His voice was still piercing and sharp.
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'Yeah, let's.' Marshall agreed, unable to stand it anymore. He helped Ted to his feet.
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He walked ahead of them, maintaining a distance.
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Marshall helped Ted along, not daring to look at anybody. He felt like a lost child. Confused. Isolated. Unhappy.
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He walked into the house. "Giles. Yu."
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'What happened?' Giles asked, confused. No one had told him anything.
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He picked him up and hugged tight. "You're completely safe now..."
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'What do ya mean?'
Jeffrey gasped, seeing his lover.
'Teddy!' he exclaimed, wrapping his arms around him. 'Oh, Teddy, I'm so happy you're okay! Thank Goodness!'
'Jeff!' Bundy exclaimed. 'I think I'm bruised enough, don't you?' -
Yu joined them and pet Giles' head. "That guy. The one that made you young again."
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'Oh, him!' Giles exclaimed, realization kicking in.
Marshall rushed past them all and up to his room, slamming the bedroom door behind him. '...What's with him?'
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