"Tyki, we're bored" You and Road whined together, the two of you clinging to his arms.

"I can't do anything about that," Tyki murmured nonchalantly, shaking his arms free and running a hand through his long, dark brown hair. Your eyes narrowed in annoyance and made a frustrated noise as you plopped into an armchair beside Tyki. Road took a seat on the circular carpet, glaring at the fireplace with a childish scowl. Suddenly you had an idea, and you jumped up from excitement, jumping towards the purple haired Noah.

"Hey, Road, why don't You give me that little red riding book on the shelf over there?" You pointed towards the self that sat next to a window in the corner of the room. "I have a great idea" Road raised an eyebrow but none-the-less did as you asked. Her deep golden eyes scanned the bookshelf, and as she found her target she tugged a black book from it's place and tossed it to you. The book was moderately big, hard cover, and tattered. You smiled as you opened it, taking a seat on the floor in front of Tyki. Road sat beside you with her legs crossed and Tyki rolled his eyes, boredom etched on his perfect facial features.

"Let's start" You chirped, smiling as Road leaned forward to see what you were doing. "Heh heh..."

Once upon a time, long ago, there was a very weird girl named Jasdero.

"But he's a boy."

"Shush!"

She, no, he had the most beautiful golden hair that fell over his shoulders and he had... um... hmmm... let's see... maybe their- No! Ugh, I dunno...

"Hey, Road, what color are 'Dero's eyes?"

"Aren't they goldish?"

"I thought they were yellowish, you know like cat eyes?"

"Aren't cat eyes green? Anyway, I think that their yellowish gold-"

"Will you to get on with it!"

"Okay, okay! Hmph, Mr. Bitchpants McCrabby..."

"(Name)..." Tyki growled dangerously and you coughed, going back to your story.

"Anyway..."

Anyway, as I was saying, Jasdero was going through a green forest, skipping along with a basket full of sweets in hand. He was humming as he skipped to visit to his older brother, Devit, who had gotten sick over the course of the story.

Currently, he was still skipping along a dirt path when a noise coming from the blueberry bushes caused him to stop. Jasdero froze in place, before very quickly turning around and scanning the bushes. A few moments later, he sighed , guessing it was probably a stray Akuma who had lost it's way home. Another rustling sound caused him to jump again and he turned to face a large figure blocking his path.

The man was large with an evil smile, small glasses, bat ears, and did I mention a heavy set body? Now, Jasdero had seen a lot of ugly people in his life, for he worked at a bar, but this man was so ugly you could cut a roast on his face.

"Who are you?" Innocent 'Dero asked, moving his basket of goodies into his right hand. His head tilted to the side and with his free hand he pushed his little frilly, black dress down. Jasdero squirmed in his place, sweating as the man looked him over.

"May I ask what you have in the basket of yours?"

"U-uh, sweets for my sick brother, sir."

"I see. May I have a small peek inside, just to see?"

"N-no! I have to go, my brother is waiting in bed and since he's all by himself..." Jasdero bolted past the man, gripping his red cloak tightly to his body. After running a good mile or so, Jasdero slowed to a stop. Glancing back, he saw that man had not followed...

"Devit's house isn't far from here," He panted, " I sure hope that man didn't stalk me all the way here. It wouldn't be the first time though..." Jasdero shook away the memory and started off towards his brother;s house that could be seen through the clearing.