1from sentence_transformers import SentenceTransformer
2
3# Download from the 🤗 Hub
4model = SentenceTransformer("ashercn97/av-v2")
5# Run inference
6sentences = [
7 '"Let"s give him what he wants. I may have only the basic Zero armor for the Liger, but that"s all I need. After all, I beat the Berserk Fury with that. Time to show you guys just who"s over confident." Bit nearly shouted. "The area within a twelve mile radius is a designated zoid battle ground. Only competitors and personnel have authorized entry. The Blitz Team verses the Stratus Team. Area scanned, battle field set up, ready...Fight" the Judge said. The Blitz Team advanced slowly, fully alert and causeous, but mostly because the Liger had donned the Panzer armor, slowing it down dramatically. Before long, though, there radars found an object racing toward them. A fox type zoid charged the Blitz Teams three worriers. It was white, with a slight tinge of blue in it, like a star. It looked similar to the Shadow Fox, but was very different from any other fox-type zoid know, like how the Liger Zero looked rather unique in comparison to other Liger"s. The only visible armament with a laser Vulcan gun on its back. "Everyone, watch out. One thing I"ve found is that he"s good. Really good. Don"t play around." Jamie commanded from his post in the Hover Cargo. "Roger that." they all returned. The Gun Sniper stopped in its tracks and opened up with her Gatling rifles and the various smaller guns on her wrist. The agile fox just danced around the shells as they grazed the dirt to its sides. The Liger tried to keep up with its movements, the insanely heavy Panzer armor slowed his reflexes to much. Before long it was face to face with the Liger and Fox. It leaped over the Liger and tackled the Shadow Fox, then bounded off before turning around to fire the back mounted weapon at the Liger Zero"s turning body, but the beams just shattered on contact with the dense metal. So, it took off towards the Gun Sniper instead, blowing right passed the other two, much to the annoyance of the Liger"s piolet, who had just turned all the way around. "How can he have reflexes like that. In a matter of seconds, he knocked our two best down and is closing in on the Gun Sniper. That shouldn"t be possible!" Jamie was nearly shouting. Even Dr. Tauros had stopped playing with his zoid models to watch the match for a change. However, after a few moments, his gaping jaw closed and curled his lips into a smile that meant that he understood what was happening. "Bit, according to the computer, you only have ten minutes until you hit critical and have to switch armor. Hurry up." Jamie commanded. "Easy for you to say." Bit returned. "You aren"t the one sweating his life away." Bit inhaled a deep breath as the scope for the Hybrid Cannons slid in front of his eye. Brad was not having fun. The opposing zoid was always ahead of him, dodging every attack, while Leena just fired madly, and to no avail. Brad leaped again, trying to come down on Lance from above, but the enemy just jumped backwards, Brad"s claw hitting earth. Brad pulled his paw free and turned to face the enemy fox, and was about to try again when some thing caught his eye and he tore off to the left. Lance simply looked around for the cause of this sudden development. Unfortunately, he didn"t notice the twin lasers of raw golden energy blazing towards him in time, and only avoided a direct hid, being thrown by the intense shockwaves that fallowed. Rolling and tumbling on the earth, Lance contemplated his current situation. "Rrr. Starlight, please stay with me. We have a match to win. Don"t freeze on me now!" he pleaded with the mechanical fox. It stood up, the damage minor to what it could have been. Mostly scratches and dents in his armor. He looked over at the Liger Zero. "What awesome assault power. But I wonder, just how long can he hold out with the abnormal heat that that armor must be emitting. How long till he has to..." He was cut of with the answer as the Liger"s armor broke off and crashed on the ground. The basic body of the cat creature shook itself, enjoying the new freedom from the insanely heavy steel plates. It then bounded off towards the team transport, what ever it was they called it, as the Gun Sniper charged out, fully reloaded. "Must be off to change his armor. It"s the only logical explanation." Lance sighed. "This could be the chance I need to focus on the other two." He jumped from side to side, trying to avoid Leena"s relentless assault. However, her accuracy had improve to a degree, forcing Lance to completely focus on her, giving Brad the lack of attention he needed to carefully aim at his prey. The black fox"s back mounted canon opened fire on the white enemy, punching into his side, knocking him down to the ground. Leena ran over and promptly started to stomp him with her zoids massive foot as Brad charged in, his front paws lighting up the same way they had only three days ago. "Strike Laser Claw!" he cried as he jumped into the air, claws stretched forward. "Right. You wish." Lance said out loud. He twisted his controls, and the two ion boosters ignited and, throwing him out from under Leena, and away from Brad. "Brad, watch it!" Leena shouted over her com as Lance pulled away, tripping her and making her fall to the ground in his place. But it was too late. Brad"s strike hit home, just on the wrong person. Leena was out of the battle. "BRAD!! WHAT WAS THAT FOR!" "Leena"s been knocked out?!" Bit cried as the white armor locked in place. "Uh, yeah." Jamie exclaimed. Things were definitely not going their way. Lance was using them to attack each other, which caused confusion and disunity with one another. "Listen Brad, don"t get to close. Try and stay one step ahead of him until Bit can get back." "Alright. But if this doesn"t work Jamie, I"m taking your next paycheck." was the reply. Brad opened fire, running along the side of his rival at the same time. But the other fox did the same, holding them at a stalemate. Then, an idea began to form within the mercenaries mind. He pulled a small trigger in his controls, and thick black smoke poured out, swallowing himself, and billowing out around Lance"s zoid. He could tell from the way that Lance was moving that he lacked the same scanning equipment as the Shadow Fox. Be moved over to the right in as stealthy a way as possible, but Lance still jerked his zoids head in that direction. Brad moved one foot to the left, and Lance opened fire. Brad easily avoided, and dashed towards the edge of the smoke. "Now"s my chance.\' he thought to himself as his front paws lit up. He jumped almost strait up and out, startling hie adversary. "What"s this?!" Lance screamed inside of his cockpit. Brad had disappeared within a thick shroud of smoke. He turned on a heat censor, but nothing showed. "The smoke must be hot enough to hide his heat signature. Well then," he smiled, flipping a switch. Everything inside the cockpit was drowned out buy the sudden burst of noise. He had turned his sound receivers up to their max. He listened hard, trying to pinpoint Brads location. He heard it faintly. A step off to the left. He turned to face it, and maxed out his cameras to get as clear a view as he could, but the cloud was all to thick. Then, he heard a louder one just over to the right. His gun blared to life at the new target, but he had no way of knowing weather or not he had managed to make contact. Then, his attention was forced up as the Shadow Fox burst out above him, claws ready for a Strike Laser Claw. "Good thinking, but it wont work. You"ve left yourself quite vulnerable actually." he grinned as he aimed his gun up at the Shadow Fox. "You need some way of quickly changing your position before you can pull off a move like that. Without them, you wont survive." he fired, pummeling Brads zoid, who fell off balance. He then charged in and used his zoids skull to smash right into Brads, flipping him over his back and crashing him. This victory was shot lived though, because only a few seconds after did a green blur race overhead, showering him with bullets. "What the..." he was cut off again as a white Liger rammed his left side. "Hi, it"s me." Bit smirked. "Hey Jam...Wild Eagle. How you doing?" "Ha ha ha. The Wild Eagle fears no man or pilot. He will crush all opposition." the Raynos pilots alter-ego exclaimed. He turned and flew into the back of what remained of the cloud. When he raced out, he was met by several rounds of shells, tearing through his armor. Jamie, or more correctly, the Wild Eagle, crashed and skidded to a halt. "Three down, one more." Lance muttered. "But the damage I"ve sustained..." he said as he punched a few keys. "My head armor, front legs, and left side are all down over thirty percent. I"ll have to end this as quickly I can." Bit watched as Jamie was taken down only minutes after entering the fray. But, he had done a good deal of damage to Lance. And, Bit had a plan. "Hey you! I"m challenging you to a one charge battle!" "I accept." came a calm, almost frightening reply, but no face to match it with. It really was spine tingling. "This will be easy. With the Liger"s Strike Laser Claw, I can end this pretty easily. No sweat.\' Bit took off at a run, charging the opposing fox-type zoid head-on. "Let"s do this right." The Liger"s front claws burned to life. "Strike Laser Claw!" He leapt high into the air, but when he tilted his head down to check his aim, Lance wasn"t in the correct spot. He was directly under him. He jumped up and smashed into the Liger Zeros stomach, knocking it off balance, and into the ground. Lance charged in, just as Bit did the same. He watched as Bit prepared for the Stike Laser Claw, playing directly into his hand. "Thank you, Mister Cloud. That"s exactly what I expected, and wanted you to do. Starlight. Let"s do this!" he moved in. He jumped right into Bit, catching the young pilot off guard. He looked down on the fallen zoid. "Your pathetic. I thought that the mighty Liger Zero would do better than that. I"m ashamed. And so, I"ll end this." He vaulted into the air. Bit looked up in horror. He saw and all to familiar light blaze to life above him. Then, a very familiar command was heard. "STRIKE LASER CLAW!" Lance"s attack cut both the Liger"s right legs off, freezing his battle command system. "Battle over! Battle over!" the judge decreed, raising his arms. "The winner is, the Stratus Team." "WHAT?!" Bit shouted, slamming his fist onto the console. "We lost?! NOOOOO!" "Liger!" Bit screamed inside of his zoid as he looked at the screen. "What? A command system freeze. How is that possible? Liger!" The battle had been in progress for only fifteen minutes, and already, Bit was out. The Blitz Team was facing off against the Amazoness Team. A team composed completely of women, and used a Hellcat, Lightening Saix, and was lead by a Royal Saber Tiger. Even with the Jager, the Liger Zero simply refused to perform at its best. Its mobility was barely that of the basic Zero unit, and it moved at more of a trot than a run. Bit just couldn"t figure it out. "Leena, Brad, you two have got to win this one on your own. Liger"s out, and if we loose, we"ll be booted out of Class S." "Whatever. Really Bit. Your hopeless. Ahahahah." Leena laughed as she unloaded just about every ounce of ammunition on the Hellcat. "Points for Leena. Oh yah!" Brad, on the other hand, had his hands full. The Liger had originally been despatched to deal with the Saber, while Brad could use the Shadow Foxes maneuverability to take down the Saix, while the Liger would deal with the Royal Saber. But now that Bit was out of the match, he was stuck trying to fight both off. "Leena, support would be nice. Gloat later!" he hailed as he dodged another charge from the Lightening Saix. It landed and skid to a halt, pivoting on its heals. But its lack of ability to make such a tight turn in such little time was all Brad needed. He took a firing stance and unleashed as many rounds on the ultra fast zoid as he possibly could. When it fell over, and didn"t get back up, Brad took that as a system freeze. What happened next was rather unexpected. A shower of missiles and other explosives crashed around Brad, rocking him around, and taking him out of the battle. "What happened?!" he inquired of no one in particular. Although he could no longer move, his main camera showed him that it was actually Leena who had done that. "LEENA!" he shouted. "Yes. I got that Saber Tiger. I DID! HA!" she jubilantly decreed. Brad looked all around and found that lying behind him was the crumpled remains of the final enemy zoid. Leena had been attacking it as it tried to creep up on Brad, and therefore, caught it off guard. "Battle over! Battle over!" the judge announced. "The winner is, the Blitz Team!" Elsewhere on the planet Zi, in a small café where most zoid pilots hung out when not doing matnence or battling. A figure in a black cloak laughed. He had been watching the battle, and been taking note of the Blitz Teams style. When he had calmed down, he set some money on the counter and walked out of the restaurant. "Not much of a team." he smiled. "Bit!" Leena yelled at the blond haired pilot at the Tauros Base. "Get that zoid of yours in gear. We barely won because of you." They were discussing the battle of the previous day. "And the Shadow Fox was seriously damaged." Brad put in. "Hey now, wait a second." Bit defended. "You can"t blame that on me. Leena did that." "Because you weren"t there to deal with that Saber. So she did what needed to be done. So get that Liger into shape." "And soon." Doctor Tauros put in. "We just got a call from the battle commission. The next battle has been set. And I think it just might be what we need to stimulate the Liger Zero." "What do you mean Doc?" Bit asked. "It"s against Lance Celeric." Jamie explained. "And this will help Liger how?" "Don"t you get it Bit?" Leena nearly shrieked. "Liger"s upset because we were beat by one zoid. And it was Lance who was in that zoid." she exclaimed. "Your right. It"s time for revenge. After three months of failed performance by me and the Liger, we can go up against the guy that did this to us. Lets do it." Bit said, jumping up. "Jamie, we"re going to need a strategy. Get a move on it! Go!" "Hey partner." Bit began as he walked into the hanger where his zoid stood tall. "I know your still pretty upset about what happened against Lance, but we need you to wake up. We"re up against him again tomorrow, and need you at your best. Alright." he comforted. The zoid stood up tall and growled in a response of pride and anticipation. "The area within a twelve mile radius is a designated Zoid Battle Ground." the judge began. "Only competitors and personnel have authorized entry. Area scanned. Battle field set up. The Blitz Team verses the Stratus Team. Battle mode 0963. Ready; Fight!" he commanded. Bit rushed out in the Schneider armor, only find that Lance was using similar components. His armor was green with five long laser blades visible to the naked eye. No long range weapon of any kind was to be seen. "Buster Slash!" he commanded, the five rushing blades snapping to attention, glowing with a bright blue. Lance seemed to copy this, only he was equipped with just three rushers. The two zoids locked horns (figuratively), struggling to get there own weapon past the others. "Bit!" Leena shouted in a warning tone. "Watch out!" She opened every last compartment that her zoid possessed, as multiple targeting squares merged together on Lance. "WEASEL UNIT TOTAL ASSAULT!" she cried, emptying herself of her ammunition. Lance looked up to see the onslaught that the Gun Sniper had unleashed. "I don"t think so." he muttered, a smile crossing his face. He twisted his zoids head, throwing the Liger Zero Schneider to the side slightly, and running off in the opposite direction. "Time for the Gun Sniper." he said, closing in on the defenseless zoid as it tried to escape in vain. The two side rushing blades retracted half way, so as to point out to the sides, and expose the razor sharp edges. He cut through the right leg, just below the knee, allowing gravity to pull on the overly armed zoid, crushing its entire right side in the proses. Then, he spotted the Raynos flying in overhead. He made a wide turn, and running up the back of the falling Gun Sniper, he retracted all three lancets. As he leaped over the pile of metal and guns, several boosters on his zoids back and legs flared to life. He rased up, and just as he passed under the flying zoid, the center razor swung forward, slashing Jamie"s zoid"s belly and wing, bringing it down. However, the downside to this maneuver was that Lance was incapable of landing properly, and tumbled to the ground. "Well, that could have gone better." he sighed. He slowly stood up, finding the Shadow Fox over to the left, gun poised and ready. "That thing has a CAS as well?" Tauros pondered. "That can"t be good. But that"s also one of the coolest things I"ve ever seen." he squeaked, picking up a model of the Liger Zero and a Blade Liger. "Grr," he said, commandeering for his little toys and the battle he was imitating. Bit looked up to find both Leena and Jamie down, but that Brad was satisfactorily pummeling Lance. He stood up and bolted over to aid his teammate. Brad was doing fairly well. He had managed to seriously damage Lances armor, and was pushing the opposing fox zoid to its limit. "Maybe I can get a decent bonus for this. Not to mention all the points I"ll get." he snickered. Just then, the green fox leaped over the attack in attempt to tackle Brad and the Shadow Fox, who just sprung back as Lance landed. He opened fire again, but this time, Lance was ready, jumping back and forth in a zig-zag, closing in on Brad, who took the initiative, and jumped forward with a Strike Laser Claw ready. His paws met with the honed edge of the blade, a silent struggle taking place as they pushed at each other. The built up they had created exploded, throwing them away from each other. They both rolled and bounced off the ground. Lance was amazed at how quickly Brad had reacted to his counter. The rumors of Brad"s skills were not lies. Lance zig-zagged inwards, blades ready for an attack. He met Brad"s Strike Laser Claw head on, their attacks equal to one another"s. They were pushed away by the intense growth of power. Lance struggled to his feet and diverted his eyes to the right, finding the Liger Zero charging in. He turned to face off with his true rival, and lunged at the oncoming zoid. They met and struggled for a second, then broke free and passed. Bit landed with all blades in their safety position. Lance looked to his left side to see a deep line cut into his side that went through the armor and grazed the main body. "Bit just copied my own attack.\' he gasped. "The very same one that I used on the Raynos, only with a slight twist. But how. Could he be...\' he was cut off by something rather strange. The Liger was extending its forward blades, and stretching the two longer ones out to the sides. They burned with an intensity like never before. Then, very peculiarly, they all retracted. It came running in with all blades down. Then, the swords snapped out, the two side ones lancing forward. Pink lightening sparked between the seven swords. A barrier of surplus energy formed, then intensified into an azure field of raw power. It was a attack like none other. Bit looked back at Lance after their little exchange. He needed to think of a way to take him down. "Any suggestions Liger?" he asked of the zoid. In response, a screen flashed in front of him. It depicted the Schneider with all seven blades in position for an attack. The words "Seven Blade Attack" were below it. "Are you sure you can do it Liger. Last time we did this, it nearly cost us the Schneider." Bit questioned his zoid. It simply growled in compliance. "If you say so." His zoid made its preparations for the attack. It primed the blades, charged energy, and then stormed forward. Only Lance was doing something of a similar nature. He had his three rushing blades forward, and two more out to the side. However, Bit feared it not. He stayed focused and prepared. They closed in on one another. "Seven Blade Attack!" "Star Shower Slash!" Lance replyed. They connected, crossed, and landed in identical crouches. Bit folded all his weapons back, turned, and smiled at Lance, who collapsed to the ground. "Battle over. Battle over!" the judge decreed, raising his arms. "The winner is, the Blitz Team." "We won." Bit exclaimed. When he looked back to see if he should help Lance, he could see the other pilots amphibius shaped carrier approaching, and a cloaked figure walking up to it. He pulled out a control switch and a hanger door popped open. Mechanical arms reached out and grabbed the Starlight Schneider, hauling it into the compartment. Bit tried to get a close up view, but the hood on the cloak was up, covering his face. "Good bye Lance. See you around." he solemnly said. So, what did everyone think. I"m gonna take a break from this one to work on a couple of other fics. Please read and review.',
8 'The inspectors mind was swirling - My Phryne? So much money! With this kind of money, maybe he could follow her to England... My Phryne? But he couldn"t possibly accept the money, it wasn"t the right thing to do... My Phryne? If she were here he wouldn"t need her help, so she would be helping to solve the problem she created... My Phryne. Sensing his inner turmoil, Mr Butler asked again in a gentle voice "Do you love her Sir?" "Yes." Jack replied without realising it. He looked up, shocked that he had voiced his innermost feelings, feelings he hadn"t really admitted to himself - and voiced them to her butler, no less! He groaned and hung his head in his arms on the table. Could he really blame the hangover for this? "Right then," Mr Butler said, standing up again, "you go home and pack your suitcase, and I"ll make all the travel arrangements." He said it so matter-of-factly that Jack started to rise, automatically doing what he was told without thinking. "What?!" Mr Butler smiled. "I presume you will want to go after her Inspector. I am familiar with her travel plans and have a few contacts of my own. I am sure we can arrange for you to meet up in London in no time at all. I"ll use the money she has left for you to book your passage as soon as possible. In the mean time, you need to pack your belongings and organise some time off work... Given the hours you seem to spend working, I presume you have some time owing to you?" It took a minute for what Mr B was saying to sink in. Jack wasn"t used to other people taking charge for him. Oh sure, Miss Fisher pushed her way in all the time, but secretly he knew it was only because he let her. Even in the beginning, he was more curious about her detecting abilities. But now, here was Mr Butler taking charge of the situation. Jack knew he had extensive military experience and could see him as a very effective authority figure. Given his current state, Jack knew he needed help. "Er.. Yes," repliedJack, "I haven"t taken any leave for the past 10 years. And lately when I"ve tried, Miss Fisher has managed to find work for me to do." He said with a wry smile. "Yes," agreed Mr Butler, "she does seem to attract...the need for your professional services...". It was settled. Mr B would make all the arrangements while Jack tidied up at the office and at home. Jack would return to Miss Fisher"s house later in the afternoon to go through the travel plans. As Jack sat in his office making notes on his open cases he wondered how he was going to tell the commissioner. He couldn"t admit the real reason he was taking leave. When he finished the last case and tidied his desk, he could put it off no longer. "Am I really doing this?\' he thought. He was anxious and excited at the same time. He rang the number for the commissioner and took a deep breath. "Good afternoon Sir, Detective Inspector Robinson here... I need to take a leave of absence to attend to an urgent personal matter in London. I will require all of my saved leave as I do not know how long it will take... Senior Sergeant Collins is across all of my cases and he will be back from his honeymoon next week. I have left notes for my replacement... No sir, I believe Miss Fisher is off flying around the world on a trip with her father, so she won"t be a bother to anyone while I"m gone... Yes Sir... I will return at the earliest convenience... Thank-you Sir". He hung up the phone and breathed. That was almost too easy. He allowed himself a little smirk at the question about Miss Fisher causing havoc to his replacement, and thought he covered that well, without gaining suspicion. He checked the time and headed home to pack. He found his small, old, battered suitcase and wondered if it would last the journey. It would have to do. On opening his wardrobe, Jack was at a loss as to what to pack. Just then, there was a knock at the door. He had heard Miss Fisher comment many times about Mr Butler"s uncanny ability to turn up when needed with whatever was needed of him, but he never really believed it until now. "Mr Butler?! I thought we were going to meet at Miss Fisher"s house at 3?" "Yes, sorry Sir, but I thought this suitcase might be of use to you." He walked in bearing a brand new large case and proceeded through the door. "If you could point me in the direction of the bedroom Sir?" he said. Stunned, Jack pointed to the rear. He didn"t even bother asking how Mr Butler knew where he lived. Mr Butler then proceeded to pack the case with all Jack"s requirements. Jack guessed he"d done this many times before for various employers in the past, but he still felt uneasy letting someone else do this task for him. Sensing Jack"s discomfort, Mr Butler began asking questions to involve Jack in the packing process. "Your tux, Sir?" "Will I need it?" he asked, surprised again. "Well Sir, I believe with Miss Fisher, it is best to be prepared for any situation." Jack smiled, yes, anything could happen when Miss Fisher was on the scene. They successfully packed appropriate clothing for any situation they could think of and closed the lid on the case. Jack noticed that the clasp had his initials engraved in it. "Where did you get this case from?" he asked. "I didn"t think you would want to borrow one of Miss Fisher"s, so I bought this one with some of the money she left for you. It wasn"t too expensive, but I guessed that since you haven"t travelled much lately, your old case may have been lacking. "Er.. Thank-you, Mr Butler" Jack replied. The Inspector couldn"t help but wonder what Mr Butler had done prior to butler-ing. They then settled down to discuss travel plans. Mr Butler had arranged a flight to Fremantle where he would meet up with the ship that Mr Fisher had missed two days before. The liner would allow the Inspector to use Mr Fisher"s ticket. "They may have gotten the impression that you are required in London for a case Sir and I didn"t think it my place to discuss your reasons for travel." Mr Butler explained with a sly grin on his face. Jack couldn"t help but chuckle at that. He realised that sometimes it was a blessing to have someone else make arrangements on your behalf! "Now the last part of the journey is not confirmed yet. You could stay on the ship all the way to London, however, if you are able to get off in France and fly the last leg, it would save you a few days. I am still following up a contact over there and I"ll send a telegram once arrangements are made." His mind raced - he had a few contact overseas too, from his time in the war. He passed on the information to Mr Butler and they discussed alternative options. Between them, they had most of the Continent covered and he really only needed to stay on the ship long enough to cross the ocean. He would expect a telegram from Mr B to confirm their plans and disembark in Egypt. At that revelation, Jack"s heart leapt - was there a chance he could meet her at the airport? They had been delayed in Ceylon for nearly a week, while some repairs were being done on the plane. She"d hated flying through the storm, but sometimes you just didn"t have a choice. Miss Fisher read the newspapers to see what was happening back home & noticed that there was a ship bound for England that was due to arrive in Bombay, India that day. She wished she"d had news from home - Dot & Hugh were still on their honeymoon & Mr B wasn"t in the habit of divulging information unbidden. She suddenly felt very lonely. To clear her head, she went for a walk along the beach & headed down towards the hangar. She was pleased to see that the plane looked like it was nearly ready to fly again. "Perfect timing Miss. She"ll be ready for a test flight this afternoon and if it all checks out, you can leave in the morning." "Excellent! I"ll be here at 3:00!" It would be good to get up in the air again. Nothing frustrated her more than being stuck somewhere with nothing to do. Whilst she"d had many offers of social engagements, none of them had been particularly appealing to her so she had declined them all, instead spending her days wandering through markets and hanging around the airfield checking the progress of the repairs. She wandered back to the room & quietly ate lunch with her father. The afternoon test flight went without a hitch and she made preparations to leave in the morning - they"d fly over India & make it to Bombay by tomorrow night. Miss Fisher had been travelling for weeks. She was glad that the roar of the plane"s engine prevented her from having to talk with her father throughout the day, but the evenings were exhausting. He was like a child she had to care for - why couldn"t he find them a hotel for once? Or some food? Each day was much the same: rising early, a quick breakfast, organise the day"s travel & accommodation plans then hop in the plane and take off for the next stopover. She had met some gorgeous male specimens on the journey so far, but her heart hadn"t been in the flirtations she made more out of habit than anything else. She knew that if she"d made this trip a few short months ago she would have been having lots of fun, delighting in the men along the way. She kept telling herself it was because of her fathers presence, but deep down she knew it had much more to do with the person who entrusted her with some lost property; a certain blue swallow brooch she wore everyday. She found herself absent-mindedly turning the brooch over and over in her hands as she thought. She slowly smiled as the colours sparkled in the late afternoon sun, tired from a long day of flying. She thought about how it came to be in her possession. She had told Jack a story from her childhood: of her first theft as a child growing up in Collingwood. The next night after they had wrapped up the case, Jack had pinned the brooch on her, telling her it was on loan - lost property. It was such a lovely gesture, entrusting her with the brooch, it showed that he"d really listened to her - something not many other men did. And that he wanted to make up for something that had happened in her past, to lighten her load. It suddenly occurred to her that it was very convenient that a swallow brooch happened to be in Mary"s van with the other stolen jewels when Jack had searched it. Phryne didn"t really believe in coincidences. As she handled the brooch, she felt the back of it & noticed that there was a rough patch. How many times had she worn this pin since the Inspector had presented it to her? She didn"t care to guess. Why had she never noticed the roughness before? She turned it over to take a closer look. There, on the back under the clasp was a tiny engraving: "for Phryne". Her eyes widened with the sudden realisation that Jack hadn"t borrowed it from "lost property", but rather he"d bought it for her after hearing her story... Why would he do that? Why would he not tell her? She knew why - whatever they were, they weren"t in the type of relationship where he could buy her jewellery without some serious questions. It must have cost him a whole month"s wages! Her heart filled with emotions she didn"t know what to do with and she could feel a tear coming to her eye. This just wouldn"t do! She was Phryne Fisher, Lady Detective, not some silly schoolgirl! She admitted to herself that she really hoped he would come after her - it was the first time she"d ever told a man she wanted him. Phryne hoped he understood what that meant. Her heart skipped a beat at the thought of Jack and knew he would - he seemed to understand everything about her lately. She returned the pin to her lapel with extra care, knowing it was hers to cherish forever. Just then, her father returned. * Author"s note: I just re watched "Blood and Money" and changed a couple of references to the lost property as it came from Mary"s van, rather than the Station. I wasn"t sure about including the paragraph about the engraving, remembering that he would have had to do this in about a day whilst investigating the thefts & Badger"s murder... Also, I"m not sure he would risk the exposure of his feelings at that time... But it just reads so nicely & initial feedback liked the idea, so thanks for suspending belief a little bit & going on the ride with me! Next morning she was up with the sun, dressed quickly and managed to convince her father to do the same. They headed out to the airfield by 8 o"clock. She tried to convince herself she was just eager to get in the air & get closer to delivering her father to her mother. The men were ready with the plane when they got there. She carefully checked all the visible repairs again and climbed into the cockpit. It didn"t take long before she was heading down the runway & up into the air - she squealed with delight as the plane handled perfectly. Before she knew it, she was out over the gulf. It was an uneventful flight, and she was glad of it. She did not want any further delays. They landed in Bombay and quickly found the little hotel that had been recommended to them by Mr Butler. Miss Fisher and her father dined in a little restaurant not far from their hotel. "Did you have friends on the ship that left this morning?!" the waitress enquired with a friendly voice. "No. We"ve just arrived ourselves," Mr Fisher replied. "Oh. Just as well. We were so busy last night - you wouldn"t have been able to get a table!" She smiled as she took their orders & left. "What"s wrong Phryne, my love? You look a little down." asked Mr Fisher. She looked up at him thinking "What"s wrong? I"ll tell you what"s wrong! What"s wrong is the fact that I"m sitting here with you instead of a loving, caring man who gave me the most thoughtful gift ever and he finally kissed me! I could be doing who knows what with him, right now but instead I"m sitting here with you half way around the world!\' What she said was "I"m just a little tired". She excused herself and went to the ladies room when she felt herself blushing at the thought of Jack. She sighed, Jack. What was he doing right now, she wondered. Would he be on a case in Melbourne without her? Would he be waiting for the next ship to leave? She hoped he and Mr Butler had somehow caught up with each other. She didn"t want him to have any excuses to hide behind. Either he wanted to follow her, or not. Urgh! This wouldn"t do! She realised that she was frustrating herself now! The more she tried to put Jack out of her mind and be her old self, the one who toyed with men for fun, the more she wanted to leave her father & fly back to be with him! She had to put these thoughts aside. She didn"t want to change. She"d sworn she would never change for a man. Ever. But she found herself wanting to do things for him... be there for him... She"d even found that she wasn"t enjoying flirting with other men... She felt like she wanted to cry. Was she losing herself? They hadn"t even done anything! One kiss! One little kiss... One sweet, passionate kiss that left her giddy... Oh dear... How had this happened? Ever since they"d met, he just been there for her... He"d seen her at her worst and was still there for her... She knew she could trust him - he"d saved her life on more than one occasion... But he"d also helped mend her heart - finding Janey, dealing with Rene, getting to the truth with her father... She was slowly realising that she was already in a loving, caring relationship with the man - the only thing missing was the sex. And if he would admit it too, if he came to England, she knew she could do something about that... She smiled a little, wicked grin at the thought. She felt a little better now - not the soppy, lovesick girl wondering if a man liked her the same way - she knew he liked her (he"d made romantic overtures to her after all), she chuckled at the memory... and the swallow pin... She sighed as she unconsciously lifted her hand to feel the pin on her lapel... No, now she was back to being the hunter... If he made it to England, she would be back in control... She would seduce him and make him beg for mercy... She was starting to make a plan. Phryne straightened herself up and returned to the table with a smile on her face, just as dinner arrived. "Looks delicious!" She said kindly to the waitress and began to tuck in. Next morning, they left Bombay, heading out near the Arabian Sea, towards Karachi. Whenever they were over water or near a coast, she would often marvel at all the ships passing underneath. When she was a child, she sometimes used to go down to the docks and wonder about all the places they"d been and adventures she might have if ever she was brave enough to stow away on one. Miss Fisher found herself reminiscing as they neared an ocean liner. She could see a hundred or so passengers out on the deck, enjoying the sunshine and fresh air. Ladies in their dresses, flowing in the breeze - Phryne chuckled at that; a pants suit would be so much more practical... Oh, how she missed Mac. Mac always had such good advice. A good chat with Mac would soon straighten out her doubts & concerns. After her epiphany at dinner last night, she found that doubts kept creeping in. She was struggling to hold on to the idea that he really wanted her, rather than an image of her, that he wouldn"t want to change who she was. No matter how many butterflies sprang up in her stomach when she thought of him, there was no way she would let herself be owned by a man again, even if she had to enlist Mac"s help. Phryne couldn"t help but turn her attention to the men on the deck as they got closer. She could see men in suits reading and some rather fine specimen in more casual clothes engaging in sporting activities, but her attention was drawn to one man, standing apart from everyone else, save for a lady friend he was talking to. He was wearing a long trench coat & hat, with hands stuffed in his pockets. Author"s note: A big thankyou to the-illuminaughty-confirmed over on tumblr for the flight plan & ship itinerary which I"ve used for this story. Jack had been on the ship for nearly 2 weeks and was finding his confidence waning. Everyday he doubted himself. "Did she really want him to actually follow her?\' What would he do if he got there and she laughed at him? He couldn"t help wondering if Miss Fisher had been faithful on the journey; no doubt she will have found herself with many fine, exotic young men... Urgh... He couldn"t bear to think of it. A big part of him expected her to find comfort along the way, after all - that was part of who she was. But he couldn"t help wishing, hoping that she was finally able to have a more meaningful relationship with just one man. He had told her once that he"d never ask her to change, but then he"d also said that he couldn"t be part of the parade of men coming through her parlour... "And then we couldn"t help but laugh at the whole thing..." Jack was vaguely aware that the woman standing opposite him had just finished telling him some story which she obviously thought was hilarious. "Yes." he said. Immediately regretting it. "I"m sorry Miss - Hall was it?, I"m afraid my mind is elsewhere. I"m not very good company at the moment." "Nonsense, Mr Robinson. Are you feeling alright? Would you like me to accompany you back to your quarters so you can rest?" "No. Thankyou." Why did society women think that any man travelling alone was a potential husband? He"d been propositioned more than once, and other than saying "I"m chasing after my beloved" he was struggling to find excuses to turn them away. In the distance, he could see a plane in the sky. He smiled and thought of Phryne. "You like planes do you?" Miss Hall asks, misinterpreting the smile. As the plane gets closer, Phryne realises that it IS Jack standing on the deck! She calls out in excitement (not that he would hear), but seeing that he"s talking to "another woman", she finds herself getting upset - why would he hop on a boat half way around the world only to fall into the arms of another woman? She knew she was jumping to conclusions, but she couldn"t help it; "soppy fool!\' she declared to herself. Jack is staring at the plane until it is almost at the ship - it looks so much like her plane. Could it possibly be? Yes! "Phryne!" he yells excitedly as he turns his back on the woman who"d been chatting at him for the past week, to watch plane better. He takes off his hat to wave it at the plane. She sees him turn his back on the woman and wave at her with his hat. Even from this distance, she can tell that he is smiling at her. "Jack!" She squeals with delight! She turns the plane to fly past a second time, this time time coming in as low as possible along the side of the ship. And for the first time in two weeks, they both feel the same thing at the same time: sheer relief, joy and excitement. They wave at each other as the plane goes by, confirming their commitment to each other, doubts disappear and neither of them care who can see the big silly, happy grins that can"t be wiped off their faces... Author"s note: this is where "Come After Me" concludes. I am writing another story that begins when they meet up in London. Thankyou so much to all those who "favourited" and/or left comments on this, my first effort at creative writing since high school, many years ago. Feedback is always appreciated.',
9 'Franky gulpped. "So..tell me..why you were at cadence"s house" cole asked quizzically, standing infront of franky with a knife. "I just went to say hello" franky let a tear fall. "STOP WITH THE LIES, FRANKY!" cole punched him in the cheek, his lip bleeding. "Cole!" Zendaya shouted. "WHY DONT YOU TELL THE TRUTH!" cole spun round and approched zendaya with the knife. "tell what truth, cole?!" Zendaya asked, Cole pulled an angry face and turned to franky with force, grabbing him by his shirt. "Last chance, franky!" Cole raised the knife. "Me and cadence slept together!" Franky cried, cole gave him a sly grin, gripping the knife. "COLE NO!" zendaya pleaded him Cole gave franky a sadistic grin, sliding the knife into franky"s stomach. Franky cried out in pain as the knife punctured his skin. Quick as a flash, cole pulled the knife out, leaving franky bleeding on the ground. Zendaya let tears fall. "FRANKY!\' she shouted, crying in fear and sadness as franky lay panting on the ground, blood surrounding him as cole stared, grinning. "This..is the hard way" Cadence sat on the hospital bed, staring at the drip that was injected into her hand. she exhaled heavily, reaching for her phone. "franky.." she said quietly, holding her phone to her heart as she began texting, suddenly CeCe burst through the door. "i came as soon as i got your call" CeCe smiled, taking a seat next to cadence. "i brought your clothes, charger and some snacks. and obviously, shampoo" "thanks CeCe.." cadence thanked her, putting the bags down on the floor. "so..whats wrong?" "i have liver poisoning.." cadence shrugged, a tear falling. "but..how?" CeCe looked confused. "i overdosed.." "on what?!" "paracetamol..i think" cadence rubbed her head. "why did you do that?" CeCe exclaimed, raising an eye. "i dont know!" cadence shrugged, holding her phone tightly. "well..ok..all that matters is that you get better" Meanwhile Franky crouched on the floor, his hands pressed against his wound. "You-" franky struggled. "You dont d-deserve cadence!" "And you dont deserve to live...but im being nice" cole grinned. "How is stabbing someone nice?!" Zendaya shouted. "Shut it you" he threw a brick at zendaya, hitting her in the cheek as she squealed in pain. "Just leave it zen..he"ll h-hurt you t-too.." Franky managed painfully As cole slammed the basememt door. Zendaya cried at the sight. "Franky! Please..keep breathing.." She cried, trying to break free. "Zen..stop it..y-you"ll hurt y-yourself.." Franky gave her a considerate smile before leaning back against the wall as he closed his eyes. "Franky?" Zen said quietly through tears, looking at him. "...franky?" "...yeah.." Franky was out of breath and opened his eyes slightly, speaking quietly. "..dont leave me.." Zen cried hysterically. "..your g-gonna be..ok.." He shut his eyes again. "N-no!" Zendaya panicked, wanting franky to open his eyes. "Please.. Stay awake" "Tell cadence.." Franky kicked his phone to zendaya. "..tell her.." He coughed blood. "I love her.." "Franky?" Franky closed his eyes for the last time as he exhales his last breath. Silence. "Franky?" Zendaya called out to him, before breaking down into tears as frankys body lay limply against the wall. hi guys! Thank you for reading my story and staying with me after 7 months of being inactive. It really helps me when writing the chapters, knowing i have people to write it for. Im so sorry for leaving you all. Some of you might notice that i usually update this fanfic in the morning at about 9:30 ( gmt+1 ). Well this might change because i help out at the stables and i have a horse (sometimes two) to care for, ride etc. So updates might be published in the evening or later at night. Thank you for reading my fanfic, its greatly appriciated! Thanks for all the positive reviews telling me your all exicted to read the next chapter! Next chapter coming soon! Do you think frankys dead? Will zendaya text cadence? Or will she ring the EPF? Cadence cried on cece"s shoulder. "What if I die?" Cadence said, fear in her voice. "your not gonna die!" cece shouted, obviously upset that her friend could die. "they"ll find you a liver or make you better!" the nurse walked into the room with a clipboard and a few green sheets. "cadence?" the nurse questioned "stupid question" this made cadence, cece and the other nurse, who seemed to be a young teenager, maybe on work experience. "thats me" cadence said with a crack in her voice, she smiled as the mood lightened. "you obviously know you have liver poisoning, and the cause. we"ve looked abit further into your condition, and its not as bad as it seems" the nurse smiled, the young girl approching cadence. "we did some x-rays, none of them show any significant damage to your liver.." the teen showed cadence the x-ray and pointed out the effected areas of her organ. "what does this mean?" cece tilted her head. "it means that you dont need a liver transplant" the teen replied as the nurse gave cadence and cece a green sheet to fill out. "what do i need then?" cadence asked, now looking concerned. "just some medication to take" the girl smiled, obviously a fan of cadence, the nurse left the room to get the medication as the girl gave cadence and cece a pen. "im so glad its nothing serious.." cadence smiled, as did cece. "we"re glad too" cece replied, relief filling her voice. "i wouldnt want my idol to suffer a transplant..i"ve heard they can be painful for a while afterwards" "i bet its not everyday you get a see a famous person on work experience" cadence smiled, filling out the form. "should i put your name here?" "you can do, it would look good on my record if you did" the girl smiled, giggling. "i will do then! whats your name?" cadence asked, cece listening too. "my names rico" the girl smiled, as cadence and cece filled out the form as the nurse came back with a box of medication. "whats..mine for?" cece asked as rico gave the nurse the papers. "declaration of responsibility and just to witness her reciving the correct medication" the nurse explained. "wait..responsible for what?!" "her taking her medication correctly" cece tilted her head at the nurse, she continued. "when overdoses happen, we have to have someone who will make sure it doesnt happen again. even if the overdose wasnt intentional" "ohhh" both cadence and cece said together. meanwhile zendaya panicked in her attempts to work the broken phone, eventually being able to call g-billy. the phone seemd to ring forever before he picked up. "franky!" g-billy shouted down the phone, zendaya could hear the other band members talking in the background. "its zendaya! i"m with franky!" zen spoke quietly. "where are you?!" petey shouted in the background. "coles basement! he"s kidnapped us!" "are you alright?!" g-billy asked, grabbing his car keys. "i think i"ve broke my ribs..and franky"s been stabbed" zen started to cry. "...s-stabbed?" the 3 males went silent. "i-..is he...breathing?" "i...i dont think so.."zendaya had waterfalls coming from her eyes "..i cant tell.." "call the EPF" g-billy demanded. "we"re on our way" "hurry..please.." zen cried, putting the phone down and calling the EPF. Really short update. i have the idea and storyline in my head, i just have trouble getting it onto the screen haha. "where does cole live?!" g-billy sat in his car, the other 2 band members in their own cars. all three started their engines. "isnt cole cadence"s boyfriend?" petey questioned. "lets go to her igloo!" "good idea, following you, stomp!" g-billy gave stomp the signal to start driving as the three penguins rushed out of g-billy"s driveway to cadences house. meanwhile "here.." cole gave zendaya a glass of water, unhooking the chains, but keeping hold of her arm tightly. "why are you doing this?!" zen asked, angry, tears falling. "because you two deserve this" he snarled, gritting his teeth. "franky doesnt deserve to be dead!" zendaya cried, pointing with her other flipper. "hes not dead stupid" cole kicked franky. "leave us alone!" zendaya cried, curling up in a ball against the cold wall. "fine!" cole locked zendaya up again, leaving them both in the dark once again, slamming the basement door. "..franky?" zendaya called out softly, forgetting about the chains she roughly tried to shuffle over to franky, being restrained by the chains. "ouch" zendaya left wrist cracked loudly, tears flowed from her eyes as she squealed in pain. meanwhile stomp turned into cadences drive way, driving down the long, tree-surrounded path that lead to her house. luckily her car was in the drive and her and cece were just unlocking the front door. stomps car came to a sharp halt, his car making loud grinding sound as he did so. the other two stopped behind him, g-billy getting out and shouting to cadence. "cadence!" "what?" she replied quietly. "where does cole live?!" g-billy shouted, cadence could tell he was very panicked, she walked as fast as she could, without hurting, towards him. "why? is everything ok?!" she spoke calmly, but everyone could tell she was panicked. "is cole hurt?" "no, but franky could be! hes kidnapped him and zendaya!" g-billy let a manly tear fall from his eye, cece now rushing over to him and cadence. "where does he live?" "5 penguinpond way" cadence cried. "let me come with you, it stands alone. you could miss his street easily" "alright, jump in" g-billy said, getting back into his car. "no! cadence you need to rest, your really ill!" cece looked scared for everyone. she needed cadence to stay at her home, but she needed franky and zendaya to be safe. "movement like this isnt going to get you better!" "cece my friends are more important to me! i"m sure i"ll be ok!" cadence got in the passenger side of g-billy"s car. "but cadence!-" "cece" cadence reassured her. "i"ll be fine, i promise" "then let me come with you guys!" cece put on a brave face. "no! stay here and look after lolz" cadence put her seatbelt on as g-billy began to quickly reverse, turning his car round. the other 2 males followed. "..alright..cadence.." "yeah?" "call me if your hurt.." cece looked worried. "i will!" cadence threw the house keys to cece as g-billy drove down the long path, leading to the main road. stomp and petey following behind. G-billy turned to cadence with a smirk on his face. "you ready for some serious speed to save our friends?" he asked, as he looked the long, empty road up and down. cadence returned a smirk. "you bet i am-" this story is seriously getting intense. and i just want to say this before i start writing the next chapter. i understand that club penguin is for younger children, which means it is possible that 60% of fanfiction readers are younger children. but this story will most likely experience some...erm..foul language in the upcoming chapters. i know the story has already had some swearing and taboo-ish jokes, but it wasnt consistent. and by saying that, i dont mean that from now on every single sentence will have a bad word in it, but there will be more of them. especially from cole and zendaya, as you can imagine. and as foul language, i mean swearing and threatening. maybe even some soft-gore. as you probably know or have figured out i find it abit awkward to write love/intimate scenes; which is why i made the intimate scene with cadence and franky a few chapters ago jokey and funny. i feel like it takes the intimate boyfriend-girlfriend feeling away and becomes a friendship type of intimate. in the future, i would like to write a very cute, lovey-dovey chapter, that is just pure cadenky, with no characters. infact i have wanted to do that for a while, but obviously, it wouldnt fit right with the climax. plus they need to save him. and he needs to be alive. oh dear. im so sorry. g-billy sped down the empty road, the other two males following close behind, cadence giggling. "this is so dangerous!" cadence sat back in her seat, unable to move as it was too fast. "and fun!" "good way to save someone, huh!" g-billy changed gear, causing the car to make a different noise, giving the impression of speed as he swiftly drifted round a tight bend. cadence squealed. "oh my god, billy!" cadence gripped the seatbelt, now feeling adrenalin. "what?!" he checked behind them, making sure that the others were behind. "make a left turn!" cadence pointed, g-billy slowing down a bit as they entered a narrow, ice-layered road. "oh...oh no" cadence squinted her eye, leaning forward. "is that...franky"s car?!" cadence opened her window as the male stopped by the side of the wreckage. "..it is.." g-billy looked shocked and shaken, examining the car. "..i hope he"s ok..come on!" he hit the accelerator and drove carefully but quickly down the road. "there!" cadence pointed to a big house away from the other houses in the distance as g-billy drove towards it, the other two males following close behind as they came closer. meanwhile "franky?..." zendaya asked, trying to get herself comfy so her wrist wasnt hurting as much. "..franky..please..wake up.." franky didnt move, the chains restraining his actions and his breathlessness restraining his life. blood dripping from the wound. zendaya cried painfully, her face soaked with sweat and tears. "i hate you!" she shouted, crying, looking up at the basement door. "i hate you so fucking much!" zendaya"s whole body was turned into anger and pain. "your such a fuck up!" she struggled under the chains, stressing herself out. meanwhile g-billy slammed the breaks as the car screeched to a halt outside cole"s house as the other three males followed. "you knock cadence..he"ll answer to you." the three males stood at the side, as cadence stepped forward to ring the bell. cole answered. "cadence!" cole gave her a tight hug, almost like he was trying to take her breath from her. "cole.." cadence smiled, then pulled away, only to be introduced to cole"s lips once again. "we need to talk" cadence gave him a serious glare as the three males showed themselfs. "wheres franky" "franky?" cole asked, now starting to sweat. "yes, franky" stomp further confirmed. "and zendaya" "im not that evil" cole grinned. "cole, kidnapping one person is bad enough! and you"ve got two!" cadence shouted. "and you"ve stabbed one of them!" cadence pushed cole, entering his house as he backed away. after all, he was in fact, scared of cadence. "tell me the truth!" cadence pinned him down, slapping him violently. "just because i"m your girlfriend doesnt mean i cant give you a good slap when you need it!" cadence lunged at cole as she slapped him over and over again. "i cheated on you! i dont love you!" "then why date me?!" cole, now angry, managed to boil up some confidence and slammed her onto the hard wood flooring, cadence grunted. "because i was too scared to say no! but im not scared, of a evil murder like you..not anymore, cole!" she gritted her teeth a cole held a guitar up above him, aiming for cadence"s head. "dont. move." cole panted, gripping the guitar. "or i will hit you.." cadence"s POV that guitar..that voice... i thought to myself as i lay on the cold wood, panting. i remember a male...holding a bat..just like that...then i fell..i got knocked out.. my tried fitting pieces together, tried tying the ends. then it hit me. he did it. he knocked me out. he overdosed me. i lay in shock as the my unintentional overdose jigsaw fit together. more than perfectly. 3rd person POV "you did it.." cadence said, shocked, her eyes wide. cole dropped the guitar. "i did what?..." cole asked, turned his head to the side abit, avoiding eye contact. "you..knocked me out" "no.." cole answered quickly. refusing responsibility of her accident. "yes!" cadence let a tear fall as another car pulled up. two officers sped in. "we got a call? EPF" the black and while male penguin showed their badges, cadence"s scared expression turned to a smile. g-billy, stomp and petey explaining to the agents the suituation. coles eyes suddenly filled with worry, looking straight into cadence"s. he whispered. "cadence.." cole let a tear fall, his eyes moist. "..cole.." cadence replied half heartedly. she felt, somewhere in her heart, in the very depth of it, sympathy for cole. "..its your own fault" "i know.." cole lowered his head as the officers finished talking to the males, the officer approached cadence and cole. "cadence ma"am? need a hand?" the officer held his flipper out to cadence, she accepted, pulling herself up and dusting herself off. "thanks.." she said quietly. "cole..your under arrest for assault and suspected murder and abduction" the other officer put cole in handcuffs, leading him to the back of the police car and seated him, shutting the door. "dont move" they locked the door, re-entering the house. cadence was sat on the sofa, her face covered by her flippers. g-billy looked abit annoyed at her. petey and stomp looking for the basement door. "...why are you crying?" g-billy asked, standing in front of cadence. "..you.." cadence sniffled. "dont understand" "dont understand what? that franky might be dead? and zendaya could be hurt?!" petey overheard the small conversation, glancing over to the blue male and peach young-adult. cadence replied with a silent sniffle. "...he"s my boyfriend.." "WHO DO YOU LOVE?!" g-billy yelled at her loudly. cadence looked up, tears falling, her skin going pale. she had her mouth open abit as she swallowed down guilt. "cole or franky?!" "...franky.." cadence had to answer, and at this moment in time, franky was the correct answer. or, the answer that would save her ass from a whooping off g-billy. "right then" g-billy crossed his flippers as the officers walked over to the female. "ma"am are you alright?" the officer asked, taking a seat next to cadence. "im fine..thanks.." cadence answered slowly. "i found it!" petey was pointing to a door inside the closet, he opened it with ease. "why wouldnt you put a lock on it?" "beats me" stomp said, looking down into the basement. "zendaya?!" he shouted. "yeah?" she answered painfully as the penguins ran down the step, turning the light on. "franky!" cadence screamed, running to his side, crying hysterically. "franky wake up!" she shook him, the others unhooking zendaya who was hugging petey. the officers ran over to franky. "cole stabbed him.." zendaya told them all, crying as she held her wrist and walked over to cadence. "zendaya..can we talk with you if you dont mind?" the chief EPF officer asked her calmly. "sure.." she rubbed cadences back, cadence cried on franky"s shoulder. "want a moment?" g-billy stroked her hair comfortingly. "..please.." cadence had her face buried in franky"s chest. "i"ll stay.." stomp stepped forward, kneeling the othet side of franky, unclipping the chains. "..just for comfort.." he earned a nod from cadence as the others left. "..you okay?" stomp asked, sitting franky back. "..." cadence sniffed, gripping franky"s top. stomp sniffled abit, then rubbed cadence back as she cried into franky"s jacket. "...this is all my fault.." she muffled into his jacket quietly. "dont say that.." "it is..if i"d of just said no to cole or not cheated on him..franky wouldnt be in this mess..he wouldnt be hated by cole...and he wouldnt be dead...i hate myself...he"s innocent and he"s dead.." cadence cried, hugging franky. "..im so sorry...so so sorry.." stomp couldnt tell her otherwise, because she was right in a sense. the officers and some nurses came down the stairs with a stretcher to put franky"s body on. "cadence, we need you to come to the station. you need to be questioned." the chief told her, helping her up. "..s-sure.." cadence got a bit nervous. "b-but..franky.." "dont worry..he"s going to the hospital..he hasnt been dead for too long..he"s still quite coloured." the doctors wrapped a bandage package on franky"s wound. "we"ll let you know how he"s doing and you can come and see him" "so he"s going to live?!" cadence"s tears stopped falling as fast. "we"ll do our best" the doctors lifted his body to an ambulance as cadence followed stomp and the officers out the basement, and out of the house that was taped off as a crime scene. wow! this is the longest chapter i"ve ever done, its got 1,484 words not including this authors note! dayum son! anyway, this chapter turned out to go alot further than i expected it to. i was going to stretch this bit of the story across 3 short chapters (because you all loveee short chapters). i chose to do this on one because i would forget the storyline. i hope your all not too sad about it. also, the next chapter will be sort of complicated because it"s going to be from the different characters points of view instead of 3rd person like usual. just a warning. thanksssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss wow got a bit excited there. i"d like to say this chapter now has 1,615 words including the note Cadence"s POV I rubbed my eyes as i sat in the coridoor with g-billy at the police station, but tears kept falling down my pale face. I felt sick and guilty. "What are you gonna say?" G-billy asked me. He bad his arms crossed. "Im gonna answer whatever they ask me" i told him with a crack in my voice. "No sticking up for cole" g-billy sat next to me, his hand on my shoulder. He pulled me into a hug.',
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15# Get the similarity scores for the embeddings
16similarities = model.similarity(embeddings, embeddings)
17print(similarities)
18# tensor([[ 1.0000, -0.0420, 0.1654],
19# [-0.0420, 1.0000, 0.1888],
20# [ 0.1654, 0.1888, 1.0000]])
