He leaned against the bars with casual grace, as if he wasn't fazed in the slightest by the fact that he was in prison.
Dark Ace snarled at him as he walked by.
"Hey, long time no see," the kid said, smiling.
"What?" Dark Ace paused.
"You know, it's been a while. You, uh, you married? Do I hear the pitter-patter of little evil feet?" He grinned a snarky grin.
"You...you..." Dark Ace stuttered, as if looking for the right word to describe the kid.
A few tense moments passed.
Finally, he spun around on his heel and marched up the steps, trying to ignore the burst of laughter that echoed around the dungeons.
A victory cry.
OOO
A/N: With all the torture I've been throwing at Aerrow in "Stand Firm", I decided to let up a bit on him.
And Dark Ace, you totally deserved that...
Oh, the pitter patter thing is not mine. I don't think so, anyways. It's from a book of which the title I cannot remember...All I know is that I can't take credit for it. But it's hilarious all the same...