"Red. . . buddy. . ." Purple turned to Red. "What're you gonna do?" Red smirked.
"You're going on a trip, my friend. You're a great pal, but I can't risk you getting all
angsty and assassinating me or something."
"A. . . t-trip?" stuttered Purple."To where?"
Red did not answer, but simply grinned.

*******

"NOOO!!!" shrieked Purple. "ANYWHERE BUT THERE!! PLEASE!! RED, WE USED TO
BE *FRIENDS*!!" He struggled against the two huge guards that were dragging him onto the
ship. His purple clothing had been removed and replaced with the standard magenta color that
Invaders and civilians wore.
The guards finally pulled Purple into the ship and strapped him down. He continued to
scream threats and curses. The viewscreen flipped on and Red's face smiled down at the
incarcerated Purple. "You should probably just relax, Purple. It's gonna be a looong six months."
The screen went blank.

A/N: The plot thickens, and it's gonna get. . . thicker. Yeah.