
Imagine its 6 years into the future after PD10 and King Philippe has been remarried to a farmer girl Julia after Mia turned 21, had taken over the throne, and married Michael. More to the plot to that, please just read. Rated T just to be sure.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Chapters: 13 - Words: 6,294 - Reviews: 25 - Favs: 5 - Follows: 7 - Updated: 02-28-13 - Published: 08-09-12 - id: 8411212
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Andys pov:
When I got to work this morning , there was a pile of paperwork on my desk , that was a good foot high. So I sat down and worked until I finished at about 1:00pm. Then i went home.
When I walked into my penthouse the sweet aroma of chocolate filled my nostrills. Allison made cupcakes AND she cleaned the whole penthouse.
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"Hey babby !" Allison said as she walked into the kitchen. She was wearing my baggy sweats , an Areopastle t-shirt and her hair was in a messy bun.
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"Oh my goodness , have I ever told you how much I freaking love you!" I said.
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"Oh just because I cleaned the house?" she replied.
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"Ofcourse not! Also you made cupcakes?" I asked.
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"Ya I got bored... I was thinking since Im going to university at Columbia , next September should I get a job?" she asked.
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"Ya. What do you want do?" I asked.
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Alison answered as,"I really don't know , maybe waitering or working in a clothing store."
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"Well the newspapper is on the table. Im just gonna watch the Ellen show. Later i'll take you for dinner at a 5 star restaurant," I said
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"Okay," she said excitedly and ran to get ready.
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Damm she's hot when she's exited.
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Michael's Pov:
I finally got out of bed at about 1 in the afternoon. I felt bad for leaving Andy at the office alone. I geuss I should stop by and tell him what to do when he finished the paperwork.
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I ran to my Mercedes and started the engine. I drove to the office with a record of 18 minutes. When i got there. That child wasn't there. I just hope that he never left , after finishing the paperwork. I swear i told him not to mess with me , if he wants to keep this job.
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