Blank: Hello all! I have now taken over this story, so YAY! Now, I don't own D. Gray-Man. If I did, there would be much more humor! …and violence…cough
"Look, I'm not a liar! I DO freakin' believe! But there's a problem; WE'RE NOT SOUL MATES! YOU'RE JUST CRAZY! So, just let. Me. Out. Of. This. CAGE!"
"...Alright, let's say that I AM crazy, and that you're right about us not being soul mates. What are you going to do about it? I love you, and we're getting married this afternoon."
"Wait, wha-"
"Ahh, and I was being so nice, giving you a choice in this and all. Oh well! I guess all good things have to come to an end at some point, correct?" Not waiting for an answer, she bent down so that we were face to face, and she looked, for lack of other terms, frightening.
"I might as well tell you my name, since we WILL be married, and you WILL love me. Even though love is fully possible without names…hum…anywho, my name is Lucy~! Lucy Monroe~! No need to tell me yours, though. I mean, I've been stalking you all year so I know your name, AND all your nicknames~! Isn't that just lovely~?"
"…You…you've been stalking me…all…YEAR?"
"Yup~!"
"Don't you have a LIFE?"
"Yup, and it's dedicated all to YOU!"
"What's WRONG with you?"
"Everything and anything~! What's your excuse?"
"…ugh..."
The newly named 'Lucy' giggled as she stood up, then, she plopped her purse down in my cage, grinning the whole time, as she began skipping away.
"Why'd you drop you purse in my cage?"
'Oh no! I just admitted that this is my cage! Her unstable mentality must be rubbing off on me!'
"Well, I did say that I was giving you a friend, didn't I?"
And with one last smile at me and a girlish giggle, she left the dungeon, closing the door behind her.
Great.
Blank: So, how'd you all like it? Was it great? Stupid? Awesome? So incredibly lame that you wanna burn it? Give me a review and let me know~!
