GM: Yes! I am well again, and feeling better than ever!
Phoenix: It's about time.
GM: You know what?! This was all your fault! I will never trust your doctor skills ever again! Now apologize to the readers!
Phoenix: Didn't I already get beaten up by your reviewers? Isn't that enough?
GM: No. Now if you don't apologize, I won't tell you who the new OC will be.
Phoenix: Fine. I'm sorry. But didn't you get better, like, last week?
GM: Yeah, but I got a major case of writers block. Now, my good friend Cinderpool-"
Phoenix: Isn't she the one with the cat that likes to attack me?
GM: The one and the same. Anyways, she suggested that I use her cat in the story.
Phoenix: …
GM: Phoenix?
Phoenix: HOW COULD YOU?! ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME?!
GM: Well…
Phoenix: (sigh) On to the story.
"Dude! Isn't it kind of weird that not one Cyclonian has showed up?" Finn mused while the five of them snuck down a deserted corridor. It had been an hour since they jumped off the delivery truck, and they had seen not one Cyclonian.
"I don't know what to tell you, Finn. Do you think it's a trap?" Aerrow was as confused as Finn. In fact, none of them had any idea what to do.
"I wish Piper was here." Junko whined as they trudged down the corridor. "She'd know what to do."
Phoenix turned to face the rest of them. "Well, the reality is that Piper is not here. And if we don't find her soon, we might never see her again. So let's go before something terrible happens to her!"
GM: Happy now? I put you guys in.
Phoenix: I said one line. How is that supposed to make me feel happy?
GM: You'll say more later. Now stop interrupting me.
Phoenix: B-but I didn't-
Piper had finished her bath and was putting on one of the dresses in her new closet.
As much as I hate to admit it, I feel a lot better now that I took that bath.
Piper was so into her thoughts that at first she didn't hear the chiming of bells or notice her door open slightly. It was only when she felt something rub up against her legs that she was jolted out of her trance-like state.
"Eek!" She screamed, jumping three feet in the air. She looked down and spotted a cat rubbing up against her legs. It was a gray cat. It had black paws, three black vertical stripes down its forehead, and thee tip of it's tail was also black.
"Aaw! Aren't you just so adorable!" Piper cooed as she bent to pick the cat up.
"I would appreciate it if you didn't choke me."
Piper spun around to find the source of the beautiful female voice. "W-What? Who's there?"
"Down here."
Piper looked down and gasped. Could it be…?
"You finally got it." The cat said.
Phoenix: See? I told you the cat is possessed!
GM: You overreact too much. Now stop interrupting!
Piper sat down on a nearby stool. "H-how can you? I mean, you're a c-c-"
"A cat?"
"Well, yes."
Suddenly, a hand reached around Piper to pet the talking cat. Piper jumped, nearly
knocking thee cat off her lap. She swerved her head to look behind her.
"Dark Ace" she hissed.
Dark Ace just laughed. "It's nice to see you too Piper dear…Cinderpool."
"Cinderpool?" Piper asked, "Is that your name, kitty?"
Cinderpool scoffed. "Don't call me 'kitty'. I am much more advanced than a mere cat."
Dark Ace chuckled. "Cinderpool is descended from long line of pure breed felines. Plus, she can talk, so she is very proud."
"Is she yours?"
"Yes" Dark Ace answered.
"No" Cinderpool said at the same time.
Dark Ace laughed again, but Cinderpool scowled at him. (A/N: Can a cat scowl?)
""Dark, you don't own me!"
"Dark?" Piper asked. "Is that your first name?"
"Yeah" Cinderpool answered. "Weird name, isn't it? That's why he uses his whole name instead. So when you marry the creep, your name will be Mrs. Piper Ace."
"I'm not a creep!" Dark Ace objected.
Cinderpool rolled her eyes. "Oh yeah. Just walking into a girl's room when she could quite possibly be changing is not creepy in the least. You know what? You're like a perverted old man!"
"And what about you? You did the same thing!" he argued back.
"But I'm a cat!"
"A cat that can talk!"
Piper rolled her eyes. She could tell just by the way Cinderpool talked that she belonged to Dark Ace.
"So darling," Dark Ace flashed her a smile. Piper cringed. "What would you like to eat for lunch?"
"I'm not hungry." Piper said stubbornly. In truth, she was famished, but she wouldn't let Dark Ace have the satisfaction of knowing that.
"Okay." Dark Ace turned toward the door "I guess Cinderpool will have to have all those ripe blueberries by ourselves."
Blueberries. Piper's mouth watered. Blueberries were her favorite food. It was unfair to tempt her like that.
"Fine." she grumbled. "I'll come with you."
"I'm so glad!" Dark Ace grinned as he held the door open for her. When Piper walked through the door, he leaned down to whisper in Cinderpool's ear.
"This is proving to be a lot easier thaan we thought. I'll have her eating out of my hands in no time at all. But I have a mission for you. There's a group of intruders in the West wing that I need you to deal with."
GM: (sigh) Really short, I know. But I had writer's block, so there's nothing I can do about it.
GM: You know, I'm portraying Dark Ace a lot differently than I wanted to in the beginning. But that's how it is with things like this. They take a life of there own.
Phoenix: So that means you had nothing to do with that stupid cat?
GM: Well, I might have had a little to do with it.
Aerrow: Ha-ha! I found you!
GM: How….?!
Phoenix: Oh…I might have had a little to do with it.
GM: Once I get away from him, you are DEAD!
Aerrow: Get back here!