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A Thief's Tale-KSS-Part 1Whoever said being a leader was easy should be shot, and that day was beginning to prove my point. It was already early afternoon, and so far, we had found absolutely nothing worth value to swipe. To add insult to injury, the four of us (me, Storo, Doc, and Spinni) had taken a few squeakers and split up, leaving me with the youngest member of our team a little yellow squeaker by the name of Sunny.
As cute as Sunny was, she had to be the most annoying brat I had ever had the displeasure of meeting. Every waking moment, a little high-pitched voice would whine, Im bored. When are we gonna actually do something? Were not doing anything It grew on my nerves with each passing second, and if we werent in the same band of thieves, Id strangle her.
If I were the boss, wed have plenty of stuff by now she declared, hopping along beside me as I tried to tune her out, Hey! Maybe I should be the
A Thief's Tale-KSS-PrologueIt's funny how something small can remind a person of something great. Going to school could remind someone of where they met their first love; a tee shirt could remind a person of 'barely surviving' that roller coaster; the word 'pudding' could bring back the memory of something stupid that everyone laughed at. It doesn't even matter where said thing is; just the mentioning of it transports one back in time to that moment...
Kind of like right now, as I dig through the fridge for a snack, and just so happen to come across a certain dessert I still haven't finished. For a moment, I pause, then grin to myself as I pull the plate out of the fridge and kick the door shut. I'm lost in memories of what I could call our greatest adventure yet...
Curious, aren't you? Well, I guess I could share the story with you. Now, you may think you have heard this story already, but just keep one little thing in mind, dear reader; we thieves have our side too, and it's not one to miss out on: it s
PetalsThe grass tickled between her toes as her father toiled away with the roses by the letterbox. She watched his fingers weave between the thorns to pat the soil around each bush, humming to some John Lennon song she couldn't put a name to. Despite the sun just tipping the horizon, she saw sweat prickling his brow and his eyes squinting against the light. The fine lines on his face were suddenly accentuated by shadow, and for a moment, she swelled with wonder.
'Maria, come here,' he said, waving her over. 'You're not going to learn anything sitting all the way over there.'
Excitement sparked her limbs into motion, and she crawled over to sit next to him, careful to tuck her skirt beneath her thighs to avoid the dirt.
He picked up a pair of clippers from beside him. 'Now, you need to snipe back these diseased parts here and there from the base of the plant. It helps it grow better.'
Snipping off two pieces of wood with ease, he deposited them in Maria's outstretched hand. Their rough textu
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