An Evil Idea
A Coral soldier was guarding the entrance to the Deep Mine. He had green skin over his head and a part behind the head that continued over his back. His green solid skin covered his chest and his 4 legs. He had purple eyes and part of his arms and his belly was pale purple. His long face was blue and they had long and sharp teeth. His right arm had 3 fingers and his left was a pincer.
He opened his big mouth and yawned: "Dammit. I'm out of those sweet chocolate. I'm going to wait a long time before another stash come. Why does it have to be so good?"
He heard a small sound to his left and looked at the source. He saw a peach hand and knew it was her. He walked at the direction of the hand and he was surrounded by rock around him except the place he entered. He saw the one who called him with her hand.
It was a chaotic player with Caucasian skin, brown hair with some red at the end and blue eyes remembering the Coral soldier of the ocean when he was "attacking" the Overworld. She wore a black shirt with a long blue skirt. The M'arrillian watched the green scarf around her throat before looking in her ocean eyes.
"Hello Serena," the M'arrillian told her. He put his hand on his pincer. "Do you have some chocolate?"
"I just have a chocolate bar, but-" Serena was cut.
"Give it to me pleaaaaase," the M'arrillian asked.
Serena chuckled nervously when he gave her the puppy eyes.
"...I guess you are dependant of chocolate now. I think it was a bad idea giving you so much chocolate," Serena said.
"No. I was the most delicious thing I have in my life. I want more please," the M'arrillian was on his knee and begged her.
Serena sighted and gave him her chocolate bar. The M'arrillian picked it and ate it voraciously.
"I'm impress you didn't get any weight," Serena said pocking the M'arrillian abs.
"I train to make sure I won't drag suspicion if my belly grew in size," he replied. "When is the next time you and your chaotic friend come for a Santa Claus passage? I really want a new stash of chocolate."
"It's going to be in a while. There's Easter eggs where we obtain a lot of cho-" Serena realised she said too much.
The M'arrillian eyes shined: "I want more chocolate. When is this day come?"
Serena sighted: "Alright. We are friends after all, although this day is still far."
"Thank you. I'm so glad I met you back there," he told her.
"Yeah. It's true you're a nice M'arrillian," Serena replied before looking at him.
"I remember I've hid you when some of my kind were about to get you. After this, it was hard to obtain your scanner in the battlefield. It was the first time I put my behind in danger for anyone. I guess your accidental kiss was for something," he chuckled putting his pincer on his forehead.
Serena cheeks turned red for a second: "Y-Yeah,"
"I have one important question Serena, I never understood why you gave me some chocolate a while ago with this weird form," the M'arrillian asked, using his pincer to draw a heard on the ground.
Serena looked on the ground and chuckled: "It was a special day called Valentine's Day. You often offer a card with a heard on it. We also offer chocolate with the shape of hearts to someone we like a lot."
"Like a lot as...love?" the M'arrillian asked.
Serena said nothing for a while.
"I am right. Does chaotic player had a heart this form?"
"No. It's different. This form is because it's easy to draw and also cuter," Serena explained.
"Okay...Does that mean that you..." the M'arrillian cheeks turned red. "That you like me this way?"
Serena cheeks also turned red and her forehead was covered with sweat: "No! I don't love you that way! There's nothing romantic between us."
The two looked at opposite direction and they said nothing. They said nothing for a while until they both calmed down. The M'arrillian walked closer to Serena who took some distance.
"What is it? You didn't mind when we are closer usually," the M'arrillian asked confused.
"You just looked at me with weird eyes and red cheeks. You gave me the impressing that you love me," Serena replied.
"I was only shy because I thought you love me if you offer me heart chocolate for this Valentine Day," he replied defensively.
They said nothing for a while. The M'arrillian moved next to her and put his hand on her shoulder: "You came here for something right?"
"True," Serena replied.
"Don't worry. I know Chaotic player always come to Perim with something in their mind. The difference is that it's that you don't always come here for something, but this time, it is."
"I am not sure anymore. You have a problem with chocolate and I have second doubt about what I want to ask," she told him nervously.
"I don't have a problem with chocolate, as you can see, I can control myself," he replied. Serena glared at him and silently expressing her doubt. The M'arrillian scratched his forehead with his hand: "Starting now."
"You liar," she replied lightly punching his gut.
"Come on. Have some faith in me Serena. I can control myself," he replied.
"You begged to have chocolate just a few minutes ago, of course I have my right do doubt you," she replied.
"But it's sooo delicious Serena. It's hard to resist his sweet...his so sweet savor," he added with stars in his eyes. "Also, I don't like you because you brought chocolate. I like you because I have fun with you," he said.
"The chocolate was so you feel less guilty about us scarring your tribe," she replied.
"I don't feel guilty at all. It's make it more worth it. Come on, ask me what you want for chocolate," he asked her.
Serena sighted for a few seconds before smiling: "Okay. If you start to get fat, I won't give you chocolate anymore. I don't want you to die for heart failure."
"No worries," he replied.
"I hope you'll hold your word. Because if I see your belly starting to inflate, no more chocolate forever," she replied. The M'arrillian nodded and waited for her to ask something.
"I want to prank your tribe again. There's something special coming and since I know you are green, I thought of something to make their life a little miserable, but not you," she said.
"For chocolate...I'm listening," he replied.
"Okay. There's a special day called Saint-Patrick day. It will be very complicate to explain, but I want to focus on the important part for the prank," Serena replied.
"So...What is it?" he asked.
"There's one tradition where you must wear or have something green on you. If you don't have it, everyone who wore or have green must pinch the one who's not green because they must wore green," Serena explained. "I thought that since Kha'ralls have pincers, they are the perfect pincher for their victim."
"That seems fun, but how much chocolate will I have for this?" he asked.
"Half a kilo," Serena replied.
He grabbed Serena and held her against his flank: "Just half a kilo for something like that. I can do something much bigger than simply pinch non-green M'arrillians. I have a plan to make something much bigger than simply pinching M'arrillians who doesn't wear green."
"What do you mean bigger?" Serena asked.
"Oh. I'm not going to tell you until you promise to give me 10 kilograms of chocolate and this time: Belgian Chocolate," the M'arrillian told her with an evil smile.
"Sorry, but I'm not going to accept giving 10 kilograms of chocolate. It cost a lot you know and I'm only 16 years old," she replied.
"Who said you have to give everything by yourself?" the M'arrillian said winking at her.
"You mean like when I team up for Christmas with other Chaotic player?" she asked.
"Exactly, why don't the give a part of the chocolate I ask and I promise you, I'm going to do something bigger than simply let you causing a panic among my tribe. You will be at the safe spot and enjoy the chaos. Do not worry; I'll do all the work this time. Anything for chocolate," he said.
Serena thought about it and wondered if it will work. She sat on one of the M'arrillian legs and thought about it. After a while, she had an answer: "Okay. I'll find a way to give you this many chocolate."
"Good. Here's my plan. You know...The pinching is a good idea, but I think I can do more than that. I can convince every Kha'ralls, except Bahrakatan of course, to do an amazing prank," he started.
"Okay, but what's your idea my friend?" she asked.
"You remember the show and the video game you talked about?" he asked.
"Not really?" she replied.
"Well I do...I'm going to-" he whispered in the ears of Serena and she laughed when she heard it. "Oh. That's evil," she chuckled. "This will totally worth 10 kilos of Belgian Chocolate."
"Haha! I know you like this idea," he replied, smiling with his eyes.
"If this plan work, we will have one hell of a show during Saint-Patrick. We'll never forget this," Serena replied with a smile. She hit his abs with her elbow: "You're the best."
"I'm the best," he said with a thumb up.
They said nothing else, but the M'arrillian patted her back. After a while, he said: "So...Why did you really offer chocolate at the day of love?"
"Enough with that!" Serena shouted with her face turning red.
The M'arrillian grabbed her and hugged her against his chest and joyfully said: "Someone has a crush on me,"
"You were so shy before," she replied before she got it. She knew he had a weakness and exploit it. She put her fingers between his abdominal muscles and tickled there.
The M'arrillian spasm before he started laughing lightly. He tried not to laugh loudly or other M'arrillians will come. He let her go and she backed away. He regained his breath before chuckling.
"That's for teasing me," Serena replied. She looked at her scanner and gasped. "I have to go now."
"Already? We were just starting to have fun," he said sadly.
She patter the M'arrillian shoulder: "Don't worry. I'll be back soon and visit you."
"I know." He replied.
"Oh! I never ask you your name. What is it?" Serena asked.
"Hum...Right. I forgot to give my name too," he laughed a few seconds before he smiled at her: "I'm Eel'Soprano."
"Soprano? Okay. Well...Got to go now. See you next time," Serena said before porting away.
"Bye," Eel'Soprano replied.
He turned around and grinned: "Time to prepare my tribe for Saint-Patrick day and claim 10 more kilos of chocolate, this time: High quality."
AC: Here's the end of this short story. The objective is only to prepare for the next story for a special day.
Next one will be three a part stories. It will be a parody called: The Walking Green.
You can already see what thing I'll do as a parody.