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Published: Oct 16, 2009

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“Jake…you need to calm down. He’s just trying to provoke you. You don’t want your kids to hear that you’ve killed needlessly, do you? What would they think? And what about Sapphire? Do you…?” He glared at me and growled. I could see in his eyes the Jake wasn’t home. Those were the eyes of an animal.
Then it happened. One of the Animasia holding Jake slipped. I screamed.
“JAKE, NO!” But it was too late.

It's an excerpt from one of my best friends' fic. Go read

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Above pictured is Jake. I like this picture. ^-^ Hope you do too, Jake, even though your fur isn't white like it's supposed to be >.>

Espeon (c) Pokemon/Nintendo
Jake, Andrew, and Trials of Team Twilight (c) ~OddDreams101
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