Partners
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Day and Night:
opposites attract.
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Jumba was evil. Not crazy evil, creepily evil or even jokingly "hey I replaced the holy water with acid" evil. But raw, hell-splitting evil EVIL. It showed, there was no doubt about that, in his 626 creations which wreaked havoc across the galaxies. They were little angels in his four shifty eyes, seeing them as pets at times, and even as children as others. But one's reign can only last for so long, and it was all over in the blink of one of his four eyes. His life was like a strategy game;it took years of planning and creating his army of chaos and destruction, but yet the end of the game was always near, and it was game over for him.
Instead of creating experiments now he creates devices to catch them, and instead of evil thoughts spurring in his head he thought of what would be on tv tonight, or what needs fixing around the house. Sometimes he even thought of Pleakley and their little outings, but no way was he to consider sharing his feelings for him into the open. He still had a reputation (or what's left of it) to consider.
Pleakley, on the other hand, was the one to jump to hysterics and conclusion faster then one could even take a breath. His brain might have been smaller than intended, but that didn't mean that he didn't have the nerve to at least try to know what he was doing. A solid, complete opposite than Jumba. He was day, while Jumba was the night.
They couldn't live with each other, since night can't do it's job with it's counterpart around, and vice-versa, but yet sun couldn't live without the moon, and the moon can't live without the sun. Opposites do attract.
The two aliens weren't the perfect couple. They fought. They argued and were at eachother's throats constantly while trying to make each other look like a complete idiot for the rest of society to see. But yet, during those times when they were alone, it was a completely different story. Kisses, snuggles and a disturbingly lack of clothing while their souls became one with their bodies. It was sick for some to see, achingly beautiful for others, but they wouldn't care. Love was a hard thing to judge on, anyway.
Two different entities, with two different pasts and different views on a variety of things in life, can bond and show appreciation towards one another,
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the first chapter of my little drabble/short story/random J/P story here. I feel that you should choose on what you want to read in here, so I'll give you a choice:
Should the next chapter be:
1. Idiot Box
2. Assumption
(post these in your reviews, and please, PLEASE don't flame (leave bad reviews) for me. It just shows that you are rude, inconsiderate and immature to judge someone just because you might not like their taste or view on something.)