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TomTom_xX t1_je1eqsu wrote

I dust off an old VHS tape as I hear the doorbell ring. "Hey, dad. It's me, Bella." I put the tape into the player and take off my oven mitts I forgot to take off. I open the door, and the icy cold breeze hits me. "I brought gifts! I know how much you love sweets." It's the apple of my eye, my everything standing before me. "Bella, it's so good to see you! It's been so long since you've visited, I prepared some hot cocoa and gingerbread cookies!"

As we settle in, drinking hot cocoa watching our usual Christmas movie marathon, I get a ping on my watch. It's a notification about my ring doorbell picking up some movement. "Hmm, did I invite anyone else?" I think as I go to check the recording. On my screen, I see Arturo the Honorable, my nemesis, standing in front of the door, waiting impatiently. While most people would miss this detail, I notice a tiny crew of nervous looking small-time heroes hiding behind my rose bushes. I open the door and say: "Um, hello? Do you need anything, Arturo? I served my time." "Yeah, I need something. I need my girlfriend back!" He yells as he unexpectedly elbows my jaw. I hear the tense and perhaps annoyed voices of the heroes in the distance "he's done it again." "I told you we should have just went by ourselves" "What is he doing!?" Arturo tries to jab at me with his left hand, but I'm quickedr than him and I dodge it by an inch. I grab his hand, pulling his arm behind his back as he winces in pain. I know well of his powers, so before he can do anything I activate my forcefield, and he, also knowing that I can't come close enough to hurt someone while using the forcefield,stands up as I let go of his hand and he dusts himself off. He looks at me with a very angry expression, huffing and puffing like a kettle. He tries to regain his sense of reason, and with a forced but calm expression, and maybe a hint of a scowl, says: "I know u have my girlfriend. Give her back and I won't report a kidnapping to the police." "I don't remember taking your girlfriend. I'm not lying." "Like hell you aren't!" He yells again, and as he is about to shatter his fingers on my forcefield, someone puts his hand on his shoulder in a calm and very collected manner. "I am very sorry for the inconvenience Arturo has caused you, can we please discuss this inside?" Recognizing the man's face immediately, I, out of respect open the door for this uninvited bunch of buffoons. The man, was the only hero I ever saw eye to eye with, Marco the Brave. Marco was the one who convinced me to let go of my anger, and to stop the bloodshed of an endless revenge cycle. He was the one who took care of my daughter while I was incarcerated, the one who made sure my daughter knew why I was who I was. "Daad, you're gonna miss the most important part! Who's at the door?" I could hear from inside as the multitude of heroes stepped into my home. "Please take off your shoes when you come in." I urged them, as I went to pour some water for the kettle. "I'm going to brew some tea, is Earl gray okay?" "Yeah it's no problem. Thanks." Bella steps into the kitchen, saying: "Dad, are you not gonna introduce me? I thought u said you didn't invite anyone els-" she stops as she notices Arturo, and is almost taken aback about why he is here. The other heroes also notice Bella, and look confused, wondering about why she wasn't locked up somewhere. Arturo is too angry to notice, and looks like a little kid pouting because he didn't get an Xbox for Christmas. "Yes, so we are here about the supposed kidnapping of Bella Carlson. But It appears she is.. unharmed? Are you tricking us? Is this some kind of deception?" One hero says as Marco looks unbothered, sipping his tea with the extra sugar he always liked. Arturo looks up at me, with fury in his eyes. But as soon as he looks up, he also notices Bella, and is about to shout something, when another hero puts her hand on his mouth, stopping him from shouting. He looks even more frustrated, and as soon as the hero takes her hand off his mouth, he is about to say something again, but shuts up when he sees the angry stare from Marco. He looks apologetically at me, almost embarrassed and continues about what he was saying before they came in. "So yes, Im very sorry about Arturos behavior, those are not actions befitting a hero. We came because of a report of a kidnapping. I told them this was bogus but they didn't listen." They was almost definitely meaning Arturo, with Marco scowling at him as he emphasized They.

"What do you want with my daughter?" I chime in, being sick of just listening to them talking."YOUR DAUGHTER!?" Arturo yells, and again another hero from the group places her hand on his mouth, but it's much harder now, as he is rabid, furiously trying to take the hand off while even more people pile on top of him. "Who are you to my daughter?" I ask, trying to stay calm. The heroes stop restraining him, letting him answer. "You kidnapped my girlfriend you motherfuc-" he says as the heroes again restrain him. At this point, it's becoming tedious to watch. "I think we should all stay calm, and talk this out like civlized people. Arturo is your daughters boyfriend. I'm sorry of not informing you earlier, and Arturo himself didn't know Bella was your daughter. I only recently became aware of this, after Arturo ran off yelling about kidnapping or something. I followed him, and contacted HQ like protocol. By the way, Bella, it's good to see you again, you've grown so much from the last time I saw you!" Marco says as he greedily sneaks a gingerbread off a tray on the table, dipping it into his tea, and nonchalantly taking a bite out of it. I'm shocked. My nemesis and my daughter, boyfriend and girlfriend? To me, this is surprising to say the least. Part 2 maybe later? Who knows

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TomTom_xX t1_je1fj0x wrote

Fixing the no paragraphs thing, I have a wall of china thing going on with the text rn.

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TomTom_xX t1_je1mn93 wrote

Nvm I'm on phone paragraphs literally do not work. Sucks

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Repq t1_je2upec wrote

Try to double space instead of just once for making a new line.

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