Blaze was sitting in her TV chair, flipping through all the channels to find something on. She was waiting for Bolt to get home so that way they could do Sex Night. He has been gone for the past 2 hours, Blaze thought, What could he be doing? She then heard the door open and then close. Blaze then got up from her chair, walked to the door room, and saw Bolt as his usual self. He was 14, had an average man's look, but could kill someone with his own fists in a matter of seconds. He had red fur, was a cat like Blaze, and was her husband/brother. He was wearing his usual clothing during spring: A Dark Red T-shirt, Dark Red/Brown Cargo Shorts, Dark Red Military Gloves, and Dark Red Military Boots. Only this time, his right eye was black. "Um," Blaze said, "Why is your right eye black?" "Who said anything about it being black?" Bolt said as he walked by her, "It has always been red." "Yes," Blaze said, "But now it's black. What did you do to it?" "Nothing," Bolt said. "Tell me," Blaze said. "It's nothing," Bolt said, temper increasing.
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