The Operation
Lloyd had been gone for hours. The Overlord was starting to wonder where his little blonde boyfriend had gone.
He was sprawled out on the couch, remote in hand, trying to find something to watch as Dr. Phil played in the corner. He had no idea why that was even on. Lloyd never watched it, and he didn't want to see pathetic mortal problems.
Where was a good show when you needed one? He settled on some animal show about creatures in caves. There was a marathon or whatever you called it so he figured he could watch it until Lloyd got back.
About five episodes passed (and you know those shows are long) and finally the door swung open.
"Lloyd! You're home! Where were you all day!? I've been worried sick! And what's with that dark jacket?"
Lloyd was wearing one of the Overlord's big dark jackets, hiding himself. He gave a nervous smile, "Hehe... Funny story actually..."
"Is that my jacket?"
Ignoring the question, Lloyd continued, "You know that operation I was talking about?"
"YOU DIDN'T." The Overlord shot up, his eyes wide.
Lloyd took off the jacket and threw it onto the table.
"IN THE NAME OF THE FIRST FUCKING SPINJITZU MASTER WHY IN FUCKING HELL WOULD YOU GO THROUGH WITH IT?!"
Lloyd shrugged. He had gone through with it.
He was now part candy person.
He smiled, revealing the candy teeth.
"WHY DID YOU GO THROUGH WITH IT?!"
"I'm proud of what I did! Why can't you accept it?! THIS IS WHO I AM, BABE."
"WHYYYYYYYYY?!"
"I HAVE FOUND MY FINAL FORM AND TRUE POTENTIAL I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY YOU AREN'T PROUD OF ME."
"Please don't tell me... Your..."
"It's banana flavored rock candy now, babe."
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"