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Wilmond let her push him aside. "Ahh, you got me!"

Taylore laughed and jumped on top of him, doing her best to pin him down. "No tickling," she said with a playful frown, trying hard to hide the smile on her lips.

"Chill! You need to smile!" he used two fingers to twist her mouth into the form of a smile.

Taylore laughed softly then put her hands on his wrists and pushed them away from her mouth. Smiling, she kissed the back of one of his hands and looked down at him rather happy.

"Hey there smileyface, what are you so happy about?" he smiled broadly.

Taylore chuckled softly then leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on his lips. "Because im with you," she whispered.

Wilmond grinned broadly and kissed her. "You won't lose me, 'kay? I'm here to stay." he winked and kissed her again.

Taylore kissed him back and smiled, now reassured. Rolling her eyes when he winked at her then kissing him back again. "Good because i dont plan on loosing you," she murmured. "Just like you shouldnt plan on loosing me." Kissing his forehead lightly before starting to get up.

"With motivation like that, I'm sure to kick Winston's ass!" he grinned broadly.

Taylore laughed softly then got off the bed and slipped on her shoes. "Well come on then. Lets head back so you can actually get some practice in. You only have four more days now," she said as she grabbed her jacket and slipped it on. Fall was getting closer so there was a bit of a chill in the air.

"You're right. The swords are still in the safehouse though," he said. "Are we going back there? or are we staying here?"

Taylore opened the door to her room. "Going back. Oliver dearest is still there and i dont trust him there alone even if he cant use his hands or arms," she said as she exited the room. Starting to walk down the hall, she took it a bit slow so Wilmond could catch up.

"Allright, let's go then." He got his jacket and followed her back out.

Taylore smiled and lead him out of the house, going back to the safehouse. Once they got in, she went over to the kitchen and started looking through the fridge for something to eat but found nothing. Looking back on top of the fridge, she stood on her tiptoes and heard Oliver snicker because she couldnt reach the box of cereal. She threw him a dirty glare before jumping for the box.

"Why do you even put them so high?" he smiled and lifted her again, like he did the first time.

Taylore smiled and grabbed the box, giving Wilmond a kiss when he put her back down. "Its a bad habit," she replied with a smile and shrug then poured her a bowl of cereal.

Wilmond took a bowl as well and joined her. "So, what's the plan?"

Taylore smiled and ate her cereal slowly, thinking. "Well so far the plan is to help you practice with the swords. Fight me as if i was Winston," she said simply. With a smile, she got up and washed out her bowl once she was finished. Waiting on Wilmond to be done so they could start.

Wilmond threw her the Rapier. "Are you sure about this?"

Taylore caught it and twirled it for a moment, getting used to it before looking at Wilmond. "Yep im sure," she said with a nod.