(A/N): Well, have I proven my theory that Ren is a total jackass? If not, keep reading!
Chapter 2: Lack of Communication
Ren woke up one morning, bags under his eyes. "Time for another dreaded day of work," He groaned. He started out the door when he heard footsteps. "Oh, great. The eediot's up." Sure enough, Stimpy came rushing over to him. "Uh, Ren?" He said modestly but eagerly. "What do you want? Shouldn't you be een bed?"
"No, I'm always up early!"
"Great. Now shut up before I'm late for work."
"But Re-en!..."
"Yeeeeeees?" He growled in a psychotic tone. "Can'chou at least kiss me before you go to work? Ya know, like we used to do? We haven't done it in a while!"
"How's thees workfor ya?" He punched Stimpy in the face, causing him to tear. "Ren, please…" He begged softly. "Oh, crap! I'm gonna be late! That's eet! One more screw-up like thees and I get the funnel!" Stimpy gulped. Ren rolled his eyes and stomped out the door.
Stimoy sat on the couch, wiping tears with his arm. "What's wrong with Ren?" He wondered out loud. "He's never mean to me! I guess we're not communicating. WHAT AM I DOING WRONG?" He bawled. "I'm a failure as a lover!" He smiled slightly and wiped his tears again. "But tomorrow's Valentine's Day! I'll make sure it's the best one yet!"