Disclaimer: I don't own Chronicles of Ancient Darkness. At least, I don' think I do. I probably don't.

Sorry it took so long for me to write. My computer crashed. I probably won't be writing much until my laptop comes. That'll be about three weeks. My computer is breaking down and I don't think it'll be around much longer.

Torak: Wolf! Wolf!

Wolf: Torak! I can't believe they let you over the border into Utopia.

Torak: Well, they didn't specifically "let" me over the border. I had to…. Well, never mind. How're things over in Utopia?

Wolf: Okay. I miss cub three and Darkfur though.

Torak: Well then you should have denied the charges.

Wolf: What charges?

(Three hours pass as Torak tries to explain things to Wolf.)

Wolf: Oh, no. I was trying to teach my cubs how to swim. What's wrong with that?

Torak: Wolf, I'm starting to think that you're an idiot.

Wolf: No I'm not!

Torak: Well, Wolf, it's either you or the author, and I don't think he's an idiot.

Wolf: Of course he's an idiot. Who else would copy and paste dialog from earlier parts of the story and only make minor changes?

Torak: Actually Wolf, I think you're right. For once.

Wolf: Of course I am.

Meanwhile

Darkfur: Okay Cub 3. Now that your father isn't here to argue with me, I'm going to rename you.

Cub 3: Finally. I hope I get a really cool name.

Darkfur: I name you… Pebble.

Cub 3: (Sigh) Okay mom. Pebble it is.

Wolf: Pebble! That's a stupid name.

Pebble: Oh, and "Wolf" isn't.

Wolf: *Pwned*

Pebble: Why did you just say pwned?

Wolf: Because you dissed me. That what you're supposed to do when someone disses you.

Pebble: I thought that you were supposed to come up with a comeback.

Wolf: That's only if you're smart enough to come up with one.

Pebble: (Consider's this for a second then nods) Why the hell are you here anyways. I thought we had a restraining order, mom.

Darkfur: We do. (Picks up a phone and dials 911) yes police. Yes. Yes we do have a restraining order. Yes. Fin-Keddin. F-I-N K-E-D-D-I-N. Yes he is. Yes you can see it. Well you need to come over here first. Yup. Okay. Bye.

Pebble: Mom, I don't think we're supposed to call 911 if someone who you have a restraining order comes within thirteen feet of you.

Darkfur: I didn't call the police for that. I called because he has threatened your life seven times in the past month. I wanted back-up before I took him on myself.

Pebble: You two are going to fight! I want to see this. (Gets popcorn and sits down on a couch.)

(The police arrive and the fight began. Pebble turned on Eye of the Tiger as they fought. The fight lasted for thirty days and thirty nights, or five minutes, whichever sounds more likely.)

Darkfur: I got you Wolf. You'll never harm my family ever again.

Wolf: And I would have gotten away with it too if it weren't for you meddling kids and you're dumb dog.

Darkfur: Um, Wolf, that makes no sense.

Wolf: I know. Who cares.

Well, that's the end of this chapter. I wrote this on my dad's laptop, so I'll only be able to write on weekends for the next couple of weeks.

Happy Halloween. I might erase that. It depends on whether I write again between now and Halloween.