DO NOT STEEL MY CHEESIE POOFS! I REPEAT, DO. NOT. STEEL. MY. CHEESIE. POOFS! I will find you and I will-

Shut up and go back to sleep! Nobody likes you!

But somebody stole my cheesy poofs! I want my cheesie poofs!

Too dang bad! I'm the author here! You're just my annoying concious! Well, what's left of it.

No, I'm still here.

Go away! Nobody even likes you! You're too much of a goody good.

I thought I killed you both!

WHAT?! You said you'd let me live if I helped you get rid of goody two wings! *Points to angel.*

You said that if I were to help you get rid of her, then I'd get the right side of your brain as well as the right! *holds up bag of cheesie poofs and pouts in corner.* Yeah, I see how ya are now!-MMMMM these are the best ever! *Shoves handful in mouth and starts to chew with her mouth open.*

MY CHEESIE POOFS! So, you're the no good rat who stole my cheesie poofs!

No, not any more...As of right this minute, I'm the one who FINISHED all your cheesie poofs. They were nummy too! Not as good as the sodas I stole-barrowed-from you Friday though.

You're an evil, evil, shoulder angel! Hey, what's that under your halo...HORNS! HA! I KNEW IT! OH, and is that tape holding on those dove feathers? What's this?! Are those scaly red devil's wings?! Also, what's pokin' outta yer' robe there?!...A TAIL! A LONG, RED, POINTED, TAIL!

You saw nothing of the sort! *tries desperately to ajust halo over horns, tuck in tale and tape back the feathers.*

Guys, there's an easier way to settle all of this! Do you wanna shut up long enough to find out what that might be?!

Sure, what?

Yeah, talk!

Oh, it's simple...*reaches up to shoulder and flicks both of them off.* There, now let me eat your-my-cheesie poofs in peace! *Leans back and starts crunching on cheesie poof.*

THAT WAS THE ONLY OTHER BAG OF CHEESIE POOFS! YOU'RE SO EVIL!

Roling her eyes lazily, Ichigo reached down and scooped up yet another handful of cheesie poof goodness and shoved in her mouth. "Whatever, my conscience can go die in a whole, cold and alone!"

I didn't do anything wrong!

"You cheat at poker! I want my ten bucks before I mentally get rid of you!" holding out her hand, she watched as the angel reached over and handed her ten bucks. "Wonderful...Get your consciences here! Get'm while they're not dead! They won't last long and I don't want'm! Come'n gett'm!"

"AWESOME! I COULD BLOW THESE UP! Hey, lady, how much for these dolls?" holding up the two, Spike (yes his name's Spike) her neighbor began to dig through his jeans pocket.

"How much ya got?" leaning over so that her arms were resting on the tabletop, Ichigo watched as he glanced back up at her.

"I'm broke!"

"Ah, don't worry bout' it! For you, they're free!" grinning, she watched as Spike carried them away.

Minutes later, she heard the sound of a rocket launching and grinned.

"Honestly, who needs a conscience anyway?! I do perfectly fine without one!" resting her head in her hands, she grinned further and fell asleep.

Don't ask me why I wrote that, I just wanted to, because it's late and I just got a brain fart! *starts to laugh.* Well, God Bless! *digs hand into bag of cheesie poofs.

Steel my cheesie poofs and you'll be sorry...very...very...sorry. MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! *Spins evilly in desk chair.*