Amy's p.o.v****

Fire flickered between us all, night falling quickly in order to set the appropriate mood. Beauty looked at me with big eyes, a frown and furrowed eyebrows as she sat diaginally from me, Bobobo and Don Patch curled up under a sleeping bag in pajamas depicting llamas and bananas waging war. And they were all starring at me, waiting for the whole story, the painful plot development that was necissairy at this point in the story in order to keep the reader interested. The kind of past revelation that let people know that a huge plot twist was around the corner.

The entire story was hard to bring up, but they were gonna get it all, every detail and secret and lie. I couldn't look at them while I said it, mainly because I knew Don and Bobobo would do something that would break my focus and that Beauty would look heartbroken... I took a deep breath and said into the curious silence,

"I was born in the Hair Kingdom." Bobobo perked up, 'hm' ing. "But I wasn't a part of it. My parents were travelers, selling Poki and Nutella out of a cart. When I was born, they happen to be in the Hair Kingdom. Unfortunatly, it was the day the entire kingdom was invaded by Hair Hunters.

"My parents were killed, but my brother escaped with me. He ran away from the Hair Kingdom, and kept running until I was a year old. It was then that he left me in the Babylon Kingdom, and ran off, leaving me to defend myself on my own. He was supposed to protect me, but... but he was a boy that had looked up to the Chrome Dome his entire life. Even though they killed our parents, he wanted nothing more than to become a commander.

"So after he left, I wandered around the Babylon Kingdom, getting by on nothing more than scraps from the Ramen kiosk and milk from a flamingo named Dandylion, who eventually moved on to become America's Next Top Model. I was lonely, confused, and remembered bits and pieces about my older brother Over from time to time, wondering where he was and why I had to be so alone. At around age three, I was kidnapped by the Chrome Dome and taken to Zar Baldy Bald.

"It was there that he revealed the secret behind those born with the Fist of the Scorpion. Since we are considered some of the most powerful beings on Earth, since its inception, the Chrome Dome has taken these children from the age of three and made them their assassins. We don't get a say in the matter. It's either be their assassin or be hunted down and promptly punished.

"So I did what he said. If they needed someone disposed of, I disposed of them. You can imagine that being held in the Babylon Kingdom with no friends and a family that was either dead or deserted you, being fourced to kill people, at the age of three, was mentally and emotionally scarring... I still have nightmares about it sometimes, being fourced to take a life at such a young age with an oath to tell no one.

"This went on until I was five years old, when a family failed to pay their folicles to the kingdom. As punishment, I was to dispose of their newborn baby girl. Now, I had killed adults up to this point, and the thought of killing a baby horrified me. Yet if I didn't do it, they'd surely kill me. So I went, looking the family up on Google Maps and entering their household, ready to do the job and leave.

"But the family wouldn't give up their child. Held onto it so tightly, with such love and pain in their eyes. Their loyalty to eachother, a loyalty I'd never had, moved me. I couldn't kill that child, who's family would surely suffer if she was gone. I was prepared to suffer the Hair Kingdom's wrath, if it would spare this child.

"When her parents asked why I wasn't with my own parents, I broke down and told them the whole story. And then they did something that compleatly changed my life forever. They offered to adopt me, to hide me from the Hair Hunters in their remote summer house in an unmapped village. The only condition was that I stopped being an assassin.

"Of course I agreed, and promised my new family that I would protect them to repay them for their huge hearts. So I left Babylon right before the massecre that killed almost everyone there, and moved in with this family and their baby daughter. But...as remote as the house was...the Hair Hunters attacked the village. They had no idea I was there, but by coincidence they attacked the home we lived in.

"My foster parents sacrificed themselves so that their daughter and I could escape. I promised that I would not leave her like my brother left me, instead keeping her close to me every day and night. I was hunted by many hunters, but mainly the one person that might actually be able to find me. My older brother, Over. He had a very high position in the Chrome Dome Empire, his dream, and I guess I wasn't important enough to risk that dream for.

"He caught up to me every now and again, but I always managed to get away. I ran until I got to a small, hidden village where I bought a house with the Poki and Nutella sales my parents left me, using my parents skills in the craft to provide for the young child and me. I swore I would never, ever endanger Beauty by dragging her into my past, but once you arrived, Bobobo, I thought that if I could really bring down this empire, then my past wouldn't matter. I'd have revenge for both sets of parents, against my brother, and that Beauty would be safe.

"Looking back on it now, I'm probably putting Beauty in even more danger than I already have."I looked down at her, finally tearing my burning eyes from the fire to look, tentetivaly, wondering if she were angry that I'd put her and her family in danger, hurt that I'd lied to her, horrified at what I'd done... She just looked at me, mouth slightly open and eyes wide, knees pulled to her chest. Horrified. Of course. Her sister was a former assasin for the Chrome Dome.

I inched back into myself, biting my lip as I looked at her, a begging look in my eyes.

"Beauty, I know you have every reason to hate me and I wouldn't blame you if you wanted to walk away or disown me or-" I was cut off by a blond mop of hair nuzzling into my collar bone, arms wrapping tightly around my neck. I sat, stunned and unable to process anything but the fact that Beauty was...forgiving me?

"Oh sis, I'd never, ever, ever be angry at you! You protected me even after you'd been through all of that! I love you, sis."She said, sitting back with her hands on my shoulders.

That smile she had, the one so full of trust and innocence. It was the one her mother had... She forgave me. I fought back tears, and hugged Beauty back. It was a touching moment. And then.

"HIYAAAAAA! DON'T YOU STEAL MY MOMENT SISTER!"Don Patch shouted, kicking me in the head, only to have me not move and him fall on his side. I looked slowly down at him, and gave him a glare that made him freeze up a bit.

"Uh haha! I was just joking! Silly Don Patch, the other comedic relief, right? I mean c'mon, we can share being main characters don't ya think? Yeah, of course! Uh..."He backed up as I stood, annoyance boiling in me.

"I'm gonna use you as a basketball you little...whatever you are!"I shouted, and we began a rather odd game of chase-the-Don.

Bobobo's p.o.v***

The squirrels broke up again, and it made me tear up. The boy didn't deserve a girl that creul anyway, he'd find real happiness in that lovely potted plant, Fernanda. They were made to be togeather, from first watering!

"Get back here!"Amy's irritated voice snapped me back to the situations going on right now. Right, Amy had gone into a long, angsty monologue about her troubled past.

Normally, I'd have used that moment to sweet the Bo theater stage, since it was getting a bit dusty and that was a fire hazard. But the second she said she was born in the Hair Kingdom, I was encaptured. Something about how she went through such hardship brought back the memory of when she made me promise to stay and never leave. At first I thought she had attatchment issues, and it was adorable.

But now, after hearing about what Over had done to her, I understood. We were her family, and she couldn't stand us leaving her like her old one had. For some reason that stirred my toast-loving soul, right to my heart. That she had gone through something so painful, that the Chrome Dome had done that to her, made me hate them even more. How dare they hurt my friend? Nu uh, that didn't fly with the Bo-tector! No sirree! There's some pummeling that's gonna go on!

But first, some beauty sleep! At which Beauty is an expert, for she was already snoring like a bear. As Don Patch ran past, I picked him up and decided to be very kind, slam dunking him into a tree nearby, giving him the fame he always wanted. Amy skidded past, slipping and landing on her butt next to Beauty. She sighed and lay down, Beauty cuddled up next to her. Woah. Looking at her now, as she smiled up at the sky with her arms under her head, I was having one of those weird urging moments, the endearing kind.

I promised not to leave. But she hadn't. So what if she did? Hm, that wasn't a nice thought. And nice thoughts make the milk curdle! If the milk goes bad, what am I supposed to have for breakfast? I looked over at her and said,

"Kid." She looked over at me and I noticed that this was the very first time she had on a real smile. Not a smirk or an evil-looking one, but a truefully happy one. It was...nice. Like a nice cold cup of prune juice.

No, she couldn't leave.

"You've got to make me a promise that you wont leave."I said, and her eyebrows raised a bit in surprise. Then, after some mulling around in her mind which I imagined had no squirrels nor a built-in theater, just a hodge-podge of thoughts and maybe a hippo or two, she smiled again and said,

"Okay, Bobobo. I promise."

"Good. Now I can have breakfast."I nodded, satisfied as she gave me a happily confused look.

She chuckled and said,

"I'm glad you guys aren't angry at me."

"Being angry at your friends is only good at Barmitsphas. Now sleep, I've got us train tickets to Disney Land tomorrow."I ordered, rolling over and throwing the unzipped sleeping bag over everyone but tree-Patch, resting my afro for the night, surrounded by my friends and monkeys.