Here it is, FINALLY! I had a huge writer's block, finally was able to get through it though. Not my best work but I'll be able to move on.

Chapter 25

Carla could feel Dashed’s glare pierce her soul, she was able to stutter out, “I-I-I didn’t do anything…it was…” she looked slightly to the right and said, “We were cold, and…well our bodies were providing a lot of heat. Your…um…clothes got in the way, so I…so I…”

Carla prayed that Dashed believed her, she didn’t want to tell him the full truth and she had a feeling he would kill or hurt her if he heard the full truth. Dashed glared even more angrily, he said, “That’s it?”

“Th-that’s it! I swear!”

Dashed’s gaze turned soft and he seemed to be drinking her in, Carla blushed a little and Dashed said, “Well I guess I just need to trust you a little more, sorry if I overreacted, I just dealt with a huge part of my mind and I guess I just need some time.”

“Really! That’s excellent! So what happened? How did you do it? Did you have to defeat a gaint monster? Were there sexy ladies you had to refuse? TELL ME TELL ME!”
Dashed put on a pair of pants and said, “How bout I make you a deal, you put on a pair of pants and a shirt and we’ll discusses it over hot chocolate, sound good?”
Carla looked down and noticed her bareness, “Oh, right…sure thing just give me a minute ok?”
“Done.”

And with that Dashed turned a left to go downstairs, Carla flopped her head back onto the pillow, “Will I be able to tell him,” she thought. She pulled off her blankets and shivered, she was suddenly cold from the absence of her sentient warmer. She got up and began dressing, she listened to the wind howl outside. She finally got dress and headed downstairs, she saw Dashed in the middle of making hot chocolate, she sat down on the stool that was underneath a counter. She sat down and had a cup of hot chocolate goodness pushed towards her. She took a sip, her eyes went wide, “This is great!”

Dashed looked at her and said, “je suis un renard. (I’m a fox) Don’t you know all foxes have a secret recipe?”

Carla wasn’t so sure what she just heard, “did you just speak French?”

Dashed’s eyes went wide and he said, “je ne sais pas (I don’t know). I don’t think so, I don’t even know French.”

Carla jumped up, “There you just did it again!”

Dashed said, “No! Tu menti! (you lie!) this can’t be happening!”

Carla placed her hands on Dashed’s shoulders and said, “I don’t know what you’re saying but you’re speaking French, I need you to stop! Now think carefully, why would you be speaking French?”

Carla could see Dashed was thinking hard, and Carla waited, it seemed like hours but it only had to have been seconds, then he opened his eyes and said, “That’s it! I remember now!”

Carla smiled she said, “What is it?”

Dashed looked at her brightly and said, “To stave off boredom I tried learning French in the wasteland! I didn’t pick up much, just enough to keep me entertained but maybe now all the skills I learned out in the wasteland come back to me as I get rid of these false memories.”

Carla smiled and said, “That’s good to know, so is there anything else? Skills, books, special fighting moves?”

Dashed thought hard once more, Carla just grinned and waited, finally he said, “No, I don’t, sorry I guess I didn’t learn anything else while in that time, or maybe I did and just don’t know it yet.”


“Well,” Carla said, “We can only hope.”