Okedoke, hopefully this is quick enough for ya! So here it is, chapter….. 10, right? Albel gets his revenge, Yey!

Pink bunnies and bows.

So, once again, we find Albel in the Peterny workshop, once again, we find Fayt and Cliff waiting outside (Cliff with a bandaged nose), and once again, we see the others (minus Sophia for obvious reasons) in the inn.

Cliff was really getting bored, he and Fayt had been waiting for at least twice as long as the bomb creation thingy, and there were no skirts for him to chase. "Yo Fayt, how long are you planning on waiting here for Mr. High and Mighty?" Fayt didn't reply, but instead was still staring at the wooden door. "Klaus to Fayt…. HEY FAYT!" Fayt sighed happily and turned,

"I've done it!" Fayt screeched. Cliff looked confused,

"Done what?" Fayt looked proud and pleased with himself,

"I've counted how many knots there are in the door! There are 185!" Cliff said nothing; he just stared at the bluenette in front of him, before yelling,

"You mean I've been standing here for god knows how many days, all because you wanted to look at the knots in a damn door?" Fayt didn't seem affected by his outburst, instead walking towards the inn door, and starting to count how many knots it had. Cliff rolled his eyes and promptly whacked Fayt on the back of the head, knocking him out. He whistled merrily to himself, before pulling Fayt to the inn.

The others looked shocked to see him unconscious, but then they saw Cliff and they all rolled their eyes in unison and went back to their conversation.

Meanwhile, in the workshop, Albel wasn't actually making anything; he was just using all of his skill to plot a revenge on Crimson Scourge. "Damn stupid maggoty metal… doesn't deserve to exist…" etcetera, etcetera. Until, finally, and idea came to him, an idea so foul he just had to say, "YES!" And with that outburst, he headed to the inn, and the bothersome sword.

He flung open the door and marched up the stairs without a look to the others, who glanced at each other before hurrying upstairs to follow him. When they got to the corridor, they heard a loud crash, then a yell, them they saw Crimson zoom out of Albel's room, positively crying, who was closely followed by a manic-looking Albel, who was carrying… a pink bow! DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUNNNNNNN! (Albel: What the hell? Authoress: Shut up! You're spoiling the humour! Albel: What humour? Authoress: Grrrrrr) The others turned right round, until they could follow Albel again, and in the central square, they saw Albel and Crimson wresting furiously, and Albel somehow managed to slip the bow onto Crimson's handle. Crimson yelled, "ARGHHHH! It burns!" Albel stood calmly, watching the blade twist, trying I vain to throw the accessory off. "I'm melting! I'm melting, oh what a world, what a world!" Albel coughed loudly and the sword stopped, "Oh… I haven't melted… but still, PINK!" Albel laughed manically, as he yelled,

"GO MY FLUFFY PINK BUNNIES OF EVILNESS!" And right on cue, at least a hundred bunnies came bounding up the street towards Crimson. Albel was still laughing manically, everyone else was looking shocked that Albel had power over the fluffy things, and Crimson, (if it had a face) was looking terrified. The bunnies formed a menacing circle round the sword, and Albel said, "Any last words?" The sword gulped and yelled,

"ALEBL LOVES FAYT!" Albel's eyes widened in shock and horror, Cliff, Nel, Maria and Mirage were laughing, and Fayt had turned a very bright red. A vein twitched in Albel's temple, and he pointed at the sword, and yelled,

"GO MY BUNNIES! ATTACK!" The bunnies proceeded to swarm round the sword, until it was covered in pink bunny fur, then, once they had withdrawn, the sword was covered in a fluffy pink case. It screamed and cried, before flying towards Albel, who ducked, continuing towards the group of onlookers, who ducked, before exploding in a shower of sharp silver fragments. Albel was doing a weird little victory dance, singing, "I am the champion!" and his 'friends' were watching him with slightly scared and worried looks.

"Uh, Albel…" Fayt said in a small squeak, "Now you have no weapon…" Albel stopped him victory dance and singing to stare at the metal wreckage, before rushing into the inn, and coming out with a broom.

"HA HA! Fear Albel Nox, and his broom of pain! MWA HA HA HA!" Albel said, waving his mop around menacingly, before an old lady came out of the inn, snatched the broom away, saying,

"You young whippersnappers, that's my broom!" And with that, she smacked Albel round the head, rendering him unconscious.

WOO HOO! How random was that? Please review!