HI GUYS! WELCOME BACK! I THINK THIS CHAPTER IS PRETTY GOOD. I HOPE I DIDN'T PUT TO MUCH DETAIL. THAT HAPPENS A LOT... SO I WROTE HUMOR STORIES OF PURE RANDOMNESS. BUT WRITING THIS IS FUN. AS USUALLY CREDIT TO DatCrownedProblemSolver BECAUSE SHE PROVIDED ME WITH IDEAS! AGAIN. NOW FOR THE FIC!


It was 12:00, stars dotted the sky, the full moon, the heart of the Night shone brightly. A shadow passed over the moon causing light to dim for a spilt second. The dark figure was headed for the Soul house, it smirked a fang glinting in the moonlight. It decended from the sky and creeped in a open window. A small thump, barley audible echoed in the room as the unknown creature made contact with the floor. Using a small bit of force it's jester like hat fell off revealing a green bottle that was set gently onto the ground. In the faint light the label read Hair Tonic. The figure made way over to an angel dark matter with it's one eye closed, halo sending off a ghostly glow, 02. It's two feet were holding the container tightly as the winged shadow dropped the bottle onto 02. A huge crash broke the silence as the delicate bottle hit 02's halo sending liquid splashing upon the blood-crying angel. Mischievous laughing sounded through the Night as the thing placed his hat on his head and flew off back into the darkness beyond only to return whenever it wanted to do so.

The sun sparkled on the dew upon the grass in the yard of the Soul house causing it all to appear like a field of emeralds and diamonds. Inside the house the all the Souls but dark matter children and 02 were having breakfast.

As usual Marx Soul was eating flesh, but as soon as the meat was gone he just gnawed on the bone. Every once in a while his eyes would dart towards the stairs as if he was expecting something to happen. Magolor Soul began to notice this. " Marx why do you keep on looking at the stairs?"

" I am waiting for it." Marx murrmured.

"Waiting for what?"

"Oh. You'll see."

As Marx Soul finished that sentence 02 was seen floating down the stairway. " I had a Nightmare that some dark thing came and poured something on my head." 02 said.

Marx began to snicker. "Hmhmmhmhm. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA!"

"What is it you are laughing about you imbecile?" 02's eye narrowed.

All the others turned to 02 and started to chortle.

"I demand what you are laughing about!"

"ZERWO GOT HAIR ON HIS HEAD!" Yelled Patricia, one of the dark matter children.

02 hovered over to a mirror and saw a mess of brown hair on his head. " Who did this? I assume, no, I know it was you jester." Despise and hate was put on the last two words.

A evil grin grew on Marx Soul's face a fang poking out of his mouth. "So you finally figured that out..." He flew out the window.

"Get back here!" 02 dashed after him.

Drawcia Soul was painting some clouds.

Magolor turned his head towards Drawcia. "Why are you painting at a time like this?"

"Because it is quite clear that there is no stopping him." Drawcia dipped her paintbrush into some white paint.

"I guess it seems so..."

OK! THAT WAS FUUUUN. BUT I'M NOT SURE IF THAT WAS COMEDY. WELL, WHATEVER! *doesn't really care dance* LALALALALLAALA!