Chapter 6: To Kill, Or Not To Kill

"Well, isn't this convenient? On the count of tres we attack. Uno, dos...tres!" Juarez says. He then makes a leap at the figures.

Silvy gives a non-believing look at Juarez and then flings herself into the air. She takes Juarez down and quickly opens the sewer and pushes him into the hole. She jumps behind him. "Are you completely mental? We can't attack them like that!" She cleans her feathers and looks around. "Let's hope that they didn't hear us, otherwise they could really hurt us."

Juarez stands up and dusts himself off. He then without thinking feels for...

Chapter 5: Deserted Habitats

Juarez looks at Silvy. "Really?" He is not feeling as enthusiastic about the revenge anymore. "Well...then we can both get some revenges out-of-the-way while we are here." He says after a moment's consideration.

Silvy looks back at him. "Why not?" She then thinks deeply for a moment. "Do you..." She takes a deep breath. "Do you know- Do you have a problem with him too?" She looks at the ground. Every memory of him hurts. She always thought words could hurt someone, but nothing said at all hurts mais after all. She tries to hold back her tears, not wanting to cry again....

Chapter 2: The Start Of A First Date

Silvy waddle towards the cell door and looks through the bars. A handsome male pinguim is cleaning something that looks suspiciously much like a knife. "Since when are prisoners allowed to have a knife?"

Juarez looks up in surprise. "Wha–Oh, we aren't, señorita...and that was not a faca you saw." Juarez feels at his side making sure that Venganza was completely out of sight.

"Oh really? Then what was it, if it wasn't a knife?" Silvy says, crossing her flippers with a small, happy laugh.

"It was... Uh... My, uh, sunglasses. Sí, my sunglasses!"

"Oh, okay,...

Silversrider's and My story with Juarez and Silvy. Originally on Fanficion, but now posted here as well.
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Chapter 1: Welcome to Base Q

"Next!" calls the guard. Juarez looks up and sees that it is his turn. He walks up and takes the mug-shot number from the guard and stands on the little black X. He looks at the camera with a smirk. And then right before the click he sticks his tongue out at the camera. The guard looks at the mug-shot and sighs with a frown. "Mr. Juarez Remarque Mateo, please cease the shenanigans and make a straight face." Juarez sighs.

"Whatever."...