Author's Note: This is just a little one-shot I randomly came up with. Takes place right after the incident with the bear in book four. I can't say much else about it without giving it away. Will shock and surprise you, I guarantee it! 

Harkat Mulds…?

"Th-thank you so much!" Darren gushed, turning his gaze from the dead bear. "You just saved my life!"

The Little Person gazed back silently at Darren for a long time. Finally, he reached up, grabbed the edge of the blue hood covering his face, and tugged it off. Darren gaped in utter numbness. The face of the Little Person wasn't gray-skinned, green-eyed, or nose less, but much, much worse. It was the face of a king, but not just any king – this king's face was frozen, like plastic, in a demonic smile that spoke of death and doom. Darren recoiled in horror, but stopped when the king's hands held something up to him – a breakfast biscuit, mouth-watering bacon and egg!

"Wake up. With the king."

The voice was deep, and reminded Darren of a jazz musician he once heard. He couldn't figure out where the voice came from – it rang too clear to have come from the face behind the mask, but there was no one else around as far as he could see who could have said it. But he soon no longer cared.

"Wow! This is just what I've been craving!"

Darren grabbed the biscuit from the king's hands and began to inhale it, while the king watched him with his creepy, frozen, perverted eyes.

END.

Author's Note: So what'd ya think? That new Burger King slogan is soooo scary to me! I've known he was trouble from the start. I mean, he was right outside people's windows, holding out an egg 'n ham biscuit to them or whatever, and he was even in people's beds too! How wrong is that? Well, anyway, I had fun writing this and I hope ya'll liked it! Please review, pretty please?