Elivier: Okay so I re-read this and decided that some things were wrong so I fixed them (You won't really notice because they are very minor)
Lloyd: Are you pissed this time?
Elivier: Nope. I'm not.
Lloyd: That's good.
Elivier: Indeed. Well story on!
Lloyd stared at his homework, tapping his pencil hopelessly against the table. Zelos flinched as each sound sent vibrations through his head.
"Lloyd," he sighed "what are you doing?"
"…Does your bologna have a first name?" The brunette asked, ignoring Zelos' question.
"Say what?" Zelos asked, bewildered.
"Does your bologna have a first name?"
"Er… Lloyd… it's pronounced-"
"Does your bologna have a first name or not?!"
"NO!!" Zelos screamed in fright.
"Oh…" Lloyd sighed, sounding slightly disappointed.
Lloyd fell silent, even his pencil was stopped. Zelos glanced over to the teen.
"…What about you?" Zelos asked.
"It's O-s-c-a-r." Lloyd sang.
"Well that… pleasant." Zelos chuckled. "I wasn't aware you could spell."
"Shove it Zelos." Lloyd grunted.
"Well… what about a second name?" Zelos snickered.
"M-a-y-e-r Zelos."
"You named your lunch meat?!"
"Yes!" Lloyd sounded insulted. "And I will eat it everyday!"
"And if I were to ask you why you would say?"
"Cuse Oscar Mayer has a way-"
"With bologna?"
"Exactly."
"ONE MORE TIME!!" Kratos shouted, flailing his arms wildly.
Zelos and Lloyd stared at Kratos as if he were crazy, making the older man slink back into the kitchen.
"Dinner will be ready soon…" He mumbled and disappeared around the corner.
Elivier: Well I hope you enjoy!
Lloyd: Please review. I don't want her getting pissy again.
Elivier: ... Lloyd...