Spy Tf2 Comic の小説・ストーリー

"Just shut up. It's enough now, Tyler interrupts as he glares at Jasper for spilling his secrets and therefore embarrassing him. Jasper only winks cheekily at him but he doesn't say anything else. But then he adds something. "Ohh, and he also loves this Disney series, Sofia The First. I just thought you should know," Jasper says with an innocent look but I can hear the mischief in his voice. He looks at Tyler with cute puppy eyes and Tyler only eyes him. Then Tyler glares daggers at him and smacks him hard on the forehead. "You little piece of shit!" "So you like Sofia The First, huh?" I tease. He sighs in defeat. "Well, yes and I would like to watch it with you one," he says smiling cheesil

- Misha and Moss were so focused on each of their computer screens, they’re trying to hack the organization’s database, so that people would know how rotten they were, they’re experimenting with kids, kill their members, have a bad reputation overall. While Misha was clicking on with her keyboard, there’s a picture of Astolfo in black and white printed on the front page of a newspaper with flowers all over him, though the public just discovered his rotting body near a sewerage and the public were just mourning now, trying to send flowers but realized Astolfo whom they idolize so much for modeling doesn’t have any concrete address or any concrete identity, Misha hoped that the people will tak

"Why're you sitting there all alone?" Spooky asked as she walked up to him. Tornado looks at her sniffling back his tears. "Are you crying?" Spooky asked, sitting beside him. "I can't help it, Spooky" Tornado said, cleaning the tears that kept rushing out from his eyes. "Is it because of Sophia?" "I really love her Spooky, I loved her so much, I was even planning on confessing my feelings for her, I was ready to tell her how much I love her, and now I found out that she's a Spy" Tornado said crying.

I didn't trust my voice anymore I expected a smirk but he looked serious "Why?"he asked again "Curious" I said quietly after a whole minute of silence Now he smirked "What do you think..?" He asked I sighed.. "I think...it's not a good occupation" I spoke my mind He laughed.. He laughed I guess I am funny after all "What's so funny?" He looked at me with a serious note.. What's up with Ahmed today? You don't know him I looked away..hurted by that mental comment but I knew it was true