Butters Leopold Stotch Novels & Stories

“You once said that it was as if you were just married on paper because you rarely see each other, anyway.” “If only life was that easy.” Martha shook his head in disbelief. She also knew Carl based on her stories about him and even the status of the family where he belongs to. The Leopolds are a family of famous and successful doctors in the country and being a part of it could be suffocating. “Let’s just change the topic, please? I don’t want to be depressed tonight, okay? We’re supposed to be enjoying, Martha so please, please...” “Okay, okay!” Martha smiled and raised the glass she was holding to give a toast. “Happy Valentine’s Day to both of us, dearest frenny!”

They talked for a while and the butler showed him out the door. Nathaniel walked down the street slowly. He was lost. There was so much to digest in his mind. He didn’t notice swift footsteps approaching him until someone tapped him on the shoulder. He turned to see Leopold standing there. His coat was hurriedly pulled over his clothes and his hair was in disarray. “Did I forget something?” Nathaniel asked. “Technically I am seeing you again,” Leopold grinned. “The person I was talking about earlier was you. I cannot take waiting for you anymore.”

another feminine voice said. "You guys are late" lucifer/Stan said standing up. "Sorry bro" "And you are" Hagan asked flying up to where they are "I am Zlatan" "and she is cuppy" he said pointing to the other lady "But call us the gelato gang" they chorused together and slammed their hands together. "And how did you guys come of such great power" "We are reincarnates of god of tranquility and goddess of peace" "I see" Stan/lucifer said

As they pointed their guns at the group of people inside, the person—who seemed to be their leader—took a step forward before saying, “Hah! You guys can really run! To think that you even made us chase you all the way up the mountain for so long! You truly are amazing, Whistler Sankey!” “Just cut the crap and kill us already if you want to, Leopold!” shouted Whistler in return. “Bold! How truly bold of you!” sneered Leopold. “Don Leopold! There seems to be another man in here!” reported one of Leopold’s men.

Leopold took off his jacket and scoffed, "Xandor, the so-called top dog of Verdura's criminal underworld, huh? I've been waiting for a chance to take him on. Today is my chance." "Boss, that's too risky!" Leopold's men warned. "Yes, boss. Let's wait for Mr. Snow. He can definitely take down Xandor," another chimed in. "I've already made my decision! Get out of my way!!" Leopold exclaimed with confidence. With that, he pushed his men aside. He grabbed a large knife and leaped into the battlefield. Then, he charged straight toward Xandor. At that moment, Leopold's own ferocity ignited. As his name suggested, he charged forward like a swift, lethal leopard. He closed in on Xandor quickly.