"Coon, please let me go!" Marjorine screamed as she was roped down to a white chair.
"Never!" The Coon yelled back.
"What do you want from me?"
"I want you, Marjorine. I realized how cute you are in school."
"Well, sorry, Coon, I'm with Kenny and you know that!"
"That little slut? Can't you do better than him?"
"He's no longer a slut and no I can't! I love him beyond all measure!"
"Then you're fuckin' retarded for dating him."
At this statement, Marjorine began to cry.
"She's retarded now is she?" came a deep voice from behind the Coon. He turned around to see Mysterion, punching his right hand repeatedly into his left palm.
"Mysterion! What the hell are you doing here?" the Coon asked in a battle stance.
"I was going to save Marjorine from you, but apparently I also to defend her honor as well." Mysterion said as he punched the Coon hard in the stomach. The Coon heaped over and held his stomach in pain as Mysterion untied Marjorine from the chair.
"Are you alright?" Mysterion asked her.
Marjorine simply nodded as a light blush creeped across her face and the tears had stopped. Mysterion went over to the Coon and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt. "If you ever decide to fuck with her again, you'll be answering to me." he said and then threw the Coon to the ground.
"Come on, let's go." Mysterion said as he picked up Marjorine bridal style and carried her back to her house.
"Thanks for saving me, Mysterion."
Mysterion approached her so now that he was only a few inches from her face. "Thank you-" he said as he gave her a passionate kiss on the lips. "-for letting me save you." he said as he left her on her front porch.
Marjorine went inside her house and ran upstairs. She opened her door and grabbed her favorite plushie off of her bed.
"Thanks for saving me." she whispered to her Mysterion plushie.