One day, Dilandau was practicing his sword techniques to kill Van Fanel, king of Fanelia. Then, he looked in the mirror and saw a little orange spot on his head.

"Hmmm...I wonder what that is. Oh well."

Then he kept practicing. He looked again, and it got bigger.

"Okay... This is getting kind of creepy now."

He kept practicing. He looked in the mirror again, and it was huge!

"Umm... *shiver* Folken? Come here nowwww!!!!!!!!!"

Then Folken walked in.

"Yes. What is it?"

"What do you mean 'what is it?'? There's a big orange spot on my hair!!!!!"

"Yeah, and?"

"Get it offffff!!!!!!!!!"

"Fine, I'll call all the people I know."

Folken picks up the phone, well whatever they use to communicate. He calls his friends.

"I called the Haha House."

Ding dong.

Folken opens the door.

"Yes, come in, please."

"We've come to take you Dilandau."

Dilandau fell over backwards. He curled up in a little ball.

"The sorcerors are coming... The sorcorers are coming..."

Then Dilandau looked in the mirror again.

"My hair is almost covered with orange..."