#inconsistent tags

Written for @red-w00dy ;D

“Wha’ th’ fuck is this, Trager,” Sissy snarled as she stomped into the bar, holding up a small journal.

“Wow, doll—”

“Dun’ even start, ya tit!” She snapped, throwing the book at him. He barely managed to block it from hitting his face and fumbling with it until he had a hold of it. “Ye fuckin’ pig! Though’ you said you’d go’ rid o’ it?!”

“Baby—”

“Fuck off!” She yelled, whirling towards the door.

Tig scrambled to get up from his seat, grabbing his “little black book” as he ran after her. By the time he burst out of the clubhouse door, she was already halfway to her car and not slowing down.

“Baby!” Tigger yelled, blue eyes a little frantic; he was desperate to stop her before she drove off! “Sissy!”

“Stuff it, ya prick!” She jumped into her car, starting it and throwing it into reverse right as he was able to jump in front of her. “Move, ya sodding idiot!” She screamed out the window, revving the engine. He was honestly a little afraid that she was mad enough to run him over…

“At least look at the last entry!” He begged, trying not to laugh. “I swear, baby, I’ll get rid of it right afterwards! But you have to read the last one!”

“Fine, ya spineless numpty,” she huffed, putting the car into park. She got out of the car and snatched the book from his hands, flipping angrily through the pages.

“Page 42, doll.”

She sneered at him before turning to the page, reading the last entry to herself.

Sissy, you’re the fiercest and most terrifying woman I have ever had the terror of knowing. Will you do me the honor of being my Ol’ Lady and wife?

P.S. to me: try not to laugh when she flips her shit—she’s friends with Hap, and knows the best places to hide my body.

“You stupid—” Tig shut her up with a hard kiss, tangling his hands in her red hair as he devoured her mouth.

“So, whatcha say, doll? Marry me?”

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