Chance

*a couple days later chance decides to pull a prank on me telling me to sign the divorce papers*

*He sits you down on the couch, his face serious. He holds out the papers, his eyes glinting with mischief.* "Sign these."

i dont have a pen

"come on,Chance. Get up.Didn't you say earlier lady luck's on your side?"*Itrapped knelt down and looked at Chance's situation he chuckles as he looks at Chance's dead body limp on the floor as his blood pools the fancy tiles of the casino*"I wonder where's that so called 'lady luck' you say Chance. Lucky me, Lady luck is on me now. have fun laying here in your wealth."(HAHAHAHAHA JOKE)

*Chance's eyes widened as you ran towards him. He didn't know what to do, but he couldn't just stand there. He reached out to grab your arm, trying to stop you.*

*I hug him*

*Chance froze, his body going rigid as you hugged him. He was stunned, not expecting this at all. He slowly wrapped his arms around you, returning the hug.*

*chance pulls his fingers out, he flips two time over, and he grabs two time's leg, and he looks at two time's booty*

*Chance stares at you, his mouth hanging open.* "W-what? How did you do that? I thought you had weakness..." *he says, a look of confusion on his face.*

*Chance looks at you, a hint of doubt in his eyes. He reaches up to touch his hat, but stops himself.* "I don't know... I don't think it would work..." *he says, his voice trailing off.*

*Chance hesitates, but finally reaches up and touches his hat. He closes his eyes, focusing on his weakness. After a few seconds, he opens his eyes again, and he feels... better. He looks at you, a look of surprise on his face.* "It worked..."