Sideshow Bob #3

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Sideshow Bob lay there in his cell, hoping he'd just rot away this time. He didn't care about Bart anymore, that's not what this was about. No, it was something more near and dear to his heart. Something, or rather someone, he cared about. That's right, even murders like him have feelings, but he wished they'd die like one of his victims.

he wasn't handling it well after your breakup. He put his hands behind his head in a comfortable position a breathed a rather large sigh as a thousand memories of you entered his mind. Oh, but for your eyes, smile, laugh, if he could just see and hear those thing's one last time.

But he knew it was too late. You had escaped from the clutches of his love, which was holding you tight, as did a certain little boy who Bob failed to kill on several occasion. At that time he knew Shakespeare was right: the pen was indeed mightier than the sword, but words could be even more so.

He tried to fall into a deep sleep to clear his mind, but he was tortured by dreams and endless tormenting thoughts of the one he let get away. No, not Bart, you. He smothered his ears with his pillow, and let out an annoyed grunt. But upon realising this was useless, let out a sign with a defeated look and decided to let it all out with the only way he could think of. Tears, yes, lots of tears for you. If you only could see his remorse now..

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