Note: Note: This is a Yu-Gi-Oh fic that's mostly based on the card game and not on the show. This is a tale of a girl who can never find love...
And the only love she can ever find is a love she can never have. A lot of this is truth, but some of it is highly fictional. I'll try to invoke a sex/romantic scene in here. Be careful though, it's my first time I'm writting one in my dark fics.
Oh yeah, and Yugi will actually be some importance in this fic! Then again, he is some importance since he is the main character from this series. Duh!
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Maybe I'm a coward
I'm only scared of you
Or maybe I'm just tired of living here
I'm alive and I'm aware
Of what's going on around here
'Cause I'm a coward
I'm neurotic
I'm just tired of living in here
I'm depressive I'm obsessive
I'm just tired of living in fear
Maybe my depression
Is all in my head
Maybe it's my obsession
To feel sorry for myself
I'm alive and I'm aware
Of what's going on around here
-Lyrics from "Coward" by Holly McNarland.
****
I must be sick in the head. Sometimes, I wish I was dead. Sick of playing this dark game.
I have no use for life anymore, but I never had any use for life. I lost my faith in everything, I can't believe in what some books or people say anymore, and I was always abused...forced to know nothing about the simple joys of pleasure.
Save for Cecilia, my only true childhood friend. She left me to seek out her true love with a young rich man...
I never heard from her again. Did she hate me? I wouldn't be suprised if she did.
Why do I live? Why do I continue to live like this? Let there be someone out there to give me my ever wanting death I truely desire! Take me away from another day of endless hatred from others!!!!
Please let me die...
Then, he came....The Magician of Black Chaos.
****
I was flat onto the floor, grasping onto the soil while my arms throb with the reminder of the thousand stabs wounds from Pandora's flying knives. The lanky masked gentleman wanted to summon his mage to create a lovely soft porn dark masterpiece.
I hate Pandora, but not as much as I hate myself. I asked for his help with my "black magic problem" and he took it in a totally different prespective.
Maybe I should be called the "virgin whore of the Dark Magician".
I then felt a prescene, familiar to the first time I meet the Dark Magician, yet the person who arrived was just as sinister than Pandora' Dark Magician.
"Master..." he said as he looked down at me.
"Take my life..." I muttered as I forced my face into the ground, "you'll all become Toons if you let me be still be your Master."
"What do you mean, Master?"
"They got the Feral Imp, he's in the Shine Castle. He tried to protect me...but it's..."
I then sat up, tears running down from my eyes. My face was almost covered in dirt...but I didn't care.
"Paul is dead because I never made it to the tourament!" I cried as I looked up to the dark figure, "Feral is gone because he tried to protect me since I freaked out when I heard about the White Knight!! If you want to save this world, you must kill me!! It's all my fault that the White Knight is winning!"
The figure was looking towards me.
"Master..." he began as he held onto his staff, "don't blame yourself. It is not your fault that the White Knight sent his minions to attacked your allies."
"No!!!" I whined as I crawled towards the figure weakly, "Take me now!!! End this endless cycle of pain I'm living! Release me from all this suffering!!!"
The figure grinned slightly as he heard those words. I hope he does realized I am asking this common creature in the Shadow Realm to end my excuse for living in this fucked up world. I wanted death so badly.
That's why he came, he was going to end my life...r-right?
"I'll take you Master," he replied, "but not here, I don't want the others to see this. Now get up Master and I shall take you for a place where you shall be 'released'."
I weakly obeyed the creature as I started to get up. Strange, he started to resemble the Dark Magician and yet he wasn't. He wore leather and strapped belts, his hair was jet black as there were markings near his eyes.
I noticing he was smiling as he observed the weakness of his so called "Master". Why was he smiling for? I asked him to kill me!! Does he like taking delight in other people suffering by his hands?
No matter. He then used his staff and teleported us elsewhere. I then closed my eyes as I knew I was going end up dead in the end...
Yet I wasn't afraid anymore like I was before. I was ready to accept it.
So why did I close my eyes for?
****
The Toon Imp was having a conversation with his true loving master Master, The White Knight. After seeing the "light" within that book, he seen what true monster his old pathetic master really was.
Pegasus leaned forewards towards the Toon Imp from his seat, listening attentively towards what the cartoonish cat rabbit creature had to say.
"Tell me," Pegasus said, "tell me about this retched Master you once had."
"Master is a Grade A wimp!" the Toon Imp cackled, "She's a definate ragweed and an real idiot too! She creates the most powerful combos but never uses them! And she blames herself for everything!!"
"I pity for the Dark Magician to side with that excuse for a duelist. She sounds even more pathetic than dear Kaiba-boy and Paul-boy."
"Whoo! I say we kidnapped Darky and show him the 'light'! Show him that he has been wrong to ever love humans!"
Pegasus then glared at the mongral toon creature. The Toon Imp then quickly bowed down in front of his loving Master, realizing the slight insult he just said right now.
"I don't mean you my lord!" the Toon Imp cried out as he was knelted down, "You are one of the greatest humans we Creatures of Darkness can truely trust! Please, my lord! I shall do anything to accept your praise!! Anything!!!"
Pegasus sat back down in his chair. His left eye began to shimmer a golden light as he looked towards his new creation.
"There is one thing," Pegasus began, "you and your old master befriended a young boy."
"Oh yeah..." the Toon Imp replied, "the cute boy that smells like a dead Pharoah Yami. What do you want him? He's just a friend of my ex-Master."
"Well, that boy carries an item that is very similiar to the eye, a Golden Puzzle, or what it's normally called, the Millieum Puzzle."
"What?! Did the boy steal that item from you, my lord?!!"
"My men tried effortless to find that kid and his grandpa, the one who gave him the puzzle, with no results. Perhaps you may help retrieve that brat with puzzle since the kid knows you'll never do such a thing."
"Then consider it done, my lord. I'll get that kid for you and his pesky little puzzle too!"
****
I reopen my eyes. I noticed I wasn't dead...yet. Damn it.
As I sat up, I definately did notice I wasn't wearing any article of clothing. Someone had managed to clean off the dirt and removed all the bandages...revealing the sealed scars from Pandora's twisted cutting skills with knives.
I quickly grabbed onto the sheet of blanket and quickly wrapped it around myself. I felt so shameful to even see myself nude!!! It was just as bad as those sick perverted thoughts I had resently.
Yet...I did feel like I was enjoying myself. My face went red.
No, you're just a stupid pathetic excuse for a person. Master Duelist, my ass! You couldn't defend against a Toon creature on your own! How the Hell are you ever going to fight off the White Knight if you're such...
A coward?
I clutched onto the blanket. That was the truth of my entire life that I never wanted to admit. I was really a true coward, but I never want to admit it. Is that why I couldn't take my own life when I had so many chances to end it?
I then heard someone entering the room as I lowered my head. I think I knew who it was.
"Master," he said.
"W-why didn't you let me die?" I asked weakly, "Why am I still alive?"
He smiled as he approached the bed, sitting onto the bed as he looked towards his halpless master.
"I am going to 'take you' as you requested," he began as a grin slide across his lips, "but not as you wanted, my Master."
Huh? What?!
I raised my head as I looked towards him. He wasn't that bad to look at. His light blue skin did make him look more human, even though he was a creature of darkness. He also had features that exactly resembled the violet dark mage, yet his hair was raven black. His face was painted with black markings that ran down from his eyes.
Why the hell am I staring at him?! This is wrong!! He could try to hurt you or even worse!!!
"W-who are you?" I replied as I looked at him. His eyes seemed different, yet they showned the same mysterious depth that was found in Dark's eyes.
"I am a form of your lovely Black Magician Master," he began as he started to advanced towards me, "yet a much stronger form. I am called the Magician of Black Chaos, yet you could call Chaos for short."
"Uh...t-that's n-nice."
Chaos?!
My mind started to send an instant alarm throughtout my body! Chaos was known to be a dark entity that wanted the end of the world to happen. He only cared for suffering of mankind in by his own hands!!
But if the Dark Magic...no, Black Magician is the Magician of Black Chaos, then does it mean that he hates me?! That his slight affection and helping me out from those situations were nothing but lies?! Did he ever...
I gotta be loosing it or I realized that I wasn't actually needed at all.
I didn't realized that Chaos had easily pushed me back on the bed and with his hands, he then began to remove the sheet of blanket that I had covered myself with earlier. I was confused when he gazing down at me with his catlike amethyst eyes. It almost as if he saw me differently than anyone else or I could see in myself.
What was it? Tell me, I need to know.
What did he see? His bruised corrupted cowardlike Master that was under him? A pathetic excuse for what should be called a "college virgin"?! I started turning red again and stayed still. His gazing onto my soft light peach naked fleash was starting to scare the crap out of me. I stayed still, afraid that if I might move a single inch...he may try to hurt me, just like the gothic Dark Magician did those weeks ago...
Pandora was right. I was going to be a whore of the Dark Magician.
"It is nice Master," Chaos replied as he looked down at me, "now please relax and let me give you what you constantly been longing for and it's not your death."
It's not "death"?
****
The Toon Magician Girl and the Toon Dark Robot were heading home, carrying a round of indgrediants and a few tasty groceries for supper. If Bonkers, the spotted CopyCat that was one of the White Knight's favourite creatures didn't bump into his fellow Toon friends, then maybe they can come home earlier.
But the Toon Magician Girl was glad that Robbie was really helpful in carrying her bags. she even noticed the mechanical toon turning red as he held onto those bags with extreme joy.
Was Robbie in love with the childlike user of black magic?
The two Toons then stopped. The Toon Magician Girl noticed the Dark Rabbit was sitting under the lamp-post. He looked hurt. That was odd. No Toon in Toon World was ever seen down or depressed. Every Toon was happy because they were ruled under the White Knight and not from the evil Master?!
Are they?
The Dark Rabbit, he was the White Knight's most lovable creature, a creation created from a childhood collection. The Dark Rabbit had a very strong bond with the White Knight than any other Toon in Toon World.
In fact, he was the very first Toon created by the White Knight. Throughtout every battle the White Knight encounted with the vicious duelists, the Dark Rabbit was the winning commander and striking force that brought those duelists to their graves for the White Knight.
She ran towards the Dark Rabbit as she knelted down towards him, looking at the depressed black bunny.
"Darky," the Toon Magician Girl asked, "what's wrong? You look so down."
The Dark Rabbit then turned turned to face the young magician girl.
"The White Knight has used the Toon Imp to find Pharoah Yami's reincarnation," the Dark Rabbit muttered, "he has finally found the Pharoah and the Golden Puzzle."
"Really?!" the Toon Magician Girl cried out, "And I haven't master my greatest spells to rid us of Yami once and for all!"
"Don't worry. We're not going to get rid of the reincarnation. The White Knight ordered the Toon Imp and his men to seize the boy on the next follow two noons."
"And not you? Wow, that's odd."
The Dark Rabbit then started to ponder about that fight he had earilier, before the Feral Imp seen the light. What would make a creature risk his own life for a pitiful worthless Master Duelist like that girl?! Yami sealed all of them into these retched cards! He never cared for us!
"But...I still like my Master," the voice of the Feral Imp said, "even though she is a bit like Pharoah Yami. So I won't give up on hope that there can be a chance for us to be with the humans, ya damned Toon!!! I believe my Master shall defeat the White Knight once and for all!"
What was the connection with this girl? Was she actually like the ancient Pharoah Yami that created these games in the first place? Impossible! If she was, then she will be dead! Yet...the girl was much different than any Master or Duelist he encounted. If there are duelists like that...
Then...why was there a graveyard of human souls for? What was it main purpose in the first place? It was heard to bring the Golden Eye to full power, but by tourmenting the duelists in the process. So many unanswered questions were swirling around the Dark Rabbit's head.
Maybe "powering up" the Golden Eye was a bad thing afterall...was he nuts to think that?
No. He was just a Toon, a Toon under the rule of the White Knight.
"Hey Darky," the Toon Magician Girl said as she pulled the black rabbit back onto his feet, "come with us and share supper. You really need some cheering up."
"Thanks," the Dark Rabbit replied as he gave a smile at her. The three of them then began to head towards the residance where the Toon Magician Girl now lives.
Perhaps taking away that child born into darkness, a young sibling that was related with the Dark Magician, and bring the child over to the White Knight's side to raise her as a Toon was a good thing.
She was the only Toon in ToonWorld that was a truely blessed creature.
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Okay I need a cute Toon coupling. Who should the Toon Magician Girl be paired off with?
A) The Toon Dark Robot/"Robbie"
B) The Blue Eyes Toon Dragon
C) The Dark Rabbit
Please tell me in your reviews! Oh yeah, if you didn't know by now: Pegasus J. Crawford-Maximillion Pegasus *IS* the White Knight. Duh! And the Dark Rabbit knows something about the Toon Magician Girl's past. What is it? Duh duh duh...
-The Clow Hatter
And the only love she can ever find is a love she can never have. A lot of this is truth, but some of it is highly fictional. I'll try to invoke a sex/romantic scene in here. Be careful though, it's my first time I'm writting one in my dark fics.
Oh yeah, and Yugi will actually be some importance in this fic! Then again, he is some importance since he is the main character from this series. Duh!
****
Maybe I'm a coward
I'm only scared of you
Or maybe I'm just tired of living here
I'm alive and I'm aware
Of what's going on around here
'Cause I'm a coward
I'm neurotic
I'm just tired of living in here
I'm depressive I'm obsessive
I'm just tired of living in fear
Maybe my depression
Is all in my head
Maybe it's my obsession
To feel sorry for myself
I'm alive and I'm aware
Of what's going on around here
-Lyrics from "Coward" by Holly McNarland.
****
I must be sick in the head. Sometimes, I wish I was dead. Sick of playing this dark game.
I have no use for life anymore, but I never had any use for life. I lost my faith in everything, I can't believe in what some books or people say anymore, and I was always abused...forced to know nothing about the simple joys of pleasure.
Save for Cecilia, my only true childhood friend. She left me to seek out her true love with a young rich man...
I never heard from her again. Did she hate me? I wouldn't be suprised if she did.
Why do I live? Why do I continue to live like this? Let there be someone out there to give me my ever wanting death I truely desire! Take me away from another day of endless hatred from others!!!!
Please let me die...
Then, he came....The Magician of Black Chaos.
****
I was flat onto the floor, grasping onto the soil while my arms throb with the reminder of the thousand stabs wounds from Pandora's flying knives. The lanky masked gentleman wanted to summon his mage to create a lovely soft porn dark masterpiece.
I hate Pandora, but not as much as I hate myself. I asked for his help with my "black magic problem" and he took it in a totally different prespective.
Maybe I should be called the "virgin whore of the Dark Magician".
I then felt a prescene, familiar to the first time I meet the Dark Magician, yet the person who arrived was just as sinister than Pandora' Dark Magician.
"Master..." he said as he looked down at me.
"Take my life..." I muttered as I forced my face into the ground, "you'll all become Toons if you let me be still be your Master."
"What do you mean, Master?"
"They got the Feral Imp, he's in the Shine Castle. He tried to protect me...but it's..."
I then sat up, tears running down from my eyes. My face was almost covered in dirt...but I didn't care.
"Paul is dead because I never made it to the tourament!" I cried as I looked up to the dark figure, "Feral is gone because he tried to protect me since I freaked out when I heard about the White Knight!! If you want to save this world, you must kill me!! It's all my fault that the White Knight is winning!"
The figure was looking towards me.
"Master..." he began as he held onto his staff, "don't blame yourself. It is not your fault that the White Knight sent his minions to attacked your allies."
"No!!!" I whined as I crawled towards the figure weakly, "Take me now!!! End this endless cycle of pain I'm living! Release me from all this suffering!!!"
The figure grinned slightly as he heard those words. I hope he does realized I am asking this common creature in the Shadow Realm to end my excuse for living in this fucked up world. I wanted death so badly.
That's why he came, he was going to end my life...r-right?
"I'll take you Master," he replied, "but not here, I don't want the others to see this. Now get up Master and I shall take you for a place where you shall be 'released'."
I weakly obeyed the creature as I started to get up. Strange, he started to resemble the Dark Magician and yet he wasn't. He wore leather and strapped belts, his hair was jet black as there were markings near his eyes.
I noticing he was smiling as he observed the weakness of his so called "Master". Why was he smiling for? I asked him to kill me!! Does he like taking delight in other people suffering by his hands?
No matter. He then used his staff and teleported us elsewhere. I then closed my eyes as I knew I was going end up dead in the end...
Yet I wasn't afraid anymore like I was before. I was ready to accept it.
So why did I close my eyes for?
****
The Toon Imp was having a conversation with his true loving master Master, The White Knight. After seeing the "light" within that book, he seen what true monster his old pathetic master really was.
Pegasus leaned forewards towards the Toon Imp from his seat, listening attentively towards what the cartoonish cat rabbit creature had to say.
"Tell me," Pegasus said, "tell me about this retched Master you once had."
"Master is a Grade A wimp!" the Toon Imp cackled, "She's a definate ragweed and an real idiot too! She creates the most powerful combos but never uses them! And she blames herself for everything!!"
"I pity for the Dark Magician to side with that excuse for a duelist. She sounds even more pathetic than dear Kaiba-boy and Paul-boy."
"Whoo! I say we kidnapped Darky and show him the 'light'! Show him that he has been wrong to ever love humans!"
Pegasus then glared at the mongral toon creature. The Toon Imp then quickly bowed down in front of his loving Master, realizing the slight insult he just said right now.
"I don't mean you my lord!" the Toon Imp cried out as he was knelted down, "You are one of the greatest humans we Creatures of Darkness can truely trust! Please, my lord! I shall do anything to accept your praise!! Anything!!!"
Pegasus sat back down in his chair. His left eye began to shimmer a golden light as he looked towards his new creation.
"There is one thing," Pegasus began, "you and your old master befriended a young boy."
"Oh yeah..." the Toon Imp replied, "the cute boy that smells like a dead Pharoah Yami. What do you want him? He's just a friend of my ex-Master."
"Well, that boy carries an item that is very similiar to the eye, a Golden Puzzle, or what it's normally called, the Millieum Puzzle."
"What?! Did the boy steal that item from you, my lord?!!"
"My men tried effortless to find that kid and his grandpa, the one who gave him the puzzle, with no results. Perhaps you may help retrieve that brat with puzzle since the kid knows you'll never do such a thing."
"Then consider it done, my lord. I'll get that kid for you and his pesky little puzzle too!"
****
I reopen my eyes. I noticed I wasn't dead...yet. Damn it.
As I sat up, I definately did notice I wasn't wearing any article of clothing. Someone had managed to clean off the dirt and removed all the bandages...revealing the sealed scars from Pandora's twisted cutting skills with knives.
I quickly grabbed onto the sheet of blanket and quickly wrapped it around myself. I felt so shameful to even see myself nude!!! It was just as bad as those sick perverted thoughts I had resently.
Yet...I did feel like I was enjoying myself. My face went red.
No, you're just a stupid pathetic excuse for a person. Master Duelist, my ass! You couldn't defend against a Toon creature on your own! How the Hell are you ever going to fight off the White Knight if you're such...
A coward?
I clutched onto the blanket. That was the truth of my entire life that I never wanted to admit. I was really a true coward, but I never want to admit it. Is that why I couldn't take my own life when I had so many chances to end it?
I then heard someone entering the room as I lowered my head. I think I knew who it was.
"Master," he said.
"W-why didn't you let me die?" I asked weakly, "Why am I still alive?"
He smiled as he approached the bed, sitting onto the bed as he looked towards his halpless master.
"I am going to 'take you' as you requested," he began as a grin slide across his lips, "but not as you wanted, my Master."
Huh? What?!
I raised my head as I looked towards him. He wasn't that bad to look at. His light blue skin did make him look more human, even though he was a creature of darkness. He also had features that exactly resembled the violet dark mage, yet his hair was raven black. His face was painted with black markings that ran down from his eyes.
Why the hell am I staring at him?! This is wrong!! He could try to hurt you or even worse!!!
"W-who are you?" I replied as I looked at him. His eyes seemed different, yet they showned the same mysterious depth that was found in Dark's eyes.
"I am a form of your lovely Black Magician Master," he began as he started to advanced towards me, "yet a much stronger form. I am called the Magician of Black Chaos, yet you could call Chaos for short."
"Uh...t-that's n-nice."
Chaos?!
My mind started to send an instant alarm throughtout my body! Chaos was known to be a dark entity that wanted the end of the world to happen. He only cared for suffering of mankind in by his own hands!!
But if the Dark Magic...no, Black Magician is the Magician of Black Chaos, then does it mean that he hates me?! That his slight affection and helping me out from those situations were nothing but lies?! Did he ever...
I gotta be loosing it or I realized that I wasn't actually needed at all.
I didn't realized that Chaos had easily pushed me back on the bed and with his hands, he then began to remove the sheet of blanket that I had covered myself with earlier. I was confused when he gazing down at me with his catlike amethyst eyes. It almost as if he saw me differently than anyone else or I could see in myself.
What was it? Tell me, I need to know.
What did he see? His bruised corrupted cowardlike Master that was under him? A pathetic excuse for what should be called a "college virgin"?! I started turning red again and stayed still. His gazing onto my soft light peach naked fleash was starting to scare the crap out of me. I stayed still, afraid that if I might move a single inch...he may try to hurt me, just like the gothic Dark Magician did those weeks ago...
Pandora was right. I was going to be a whore of the Dark Magician.
"It is nice Master," Chaos replied as he looked down at me, "now please relax and let me give you what you constantly been longing for and it's not your death."
It's not "death"?
****
The Toon Magician Girl and the Toon Dark Robot were heading home, carrying a round of indgrediants and a few tasty groceries for supper. If Bonkers, the spotted CopyCat that was one of the White Knight's favourite creatures didn't bump into his fellow Toon friends, then maybe they can come home earlier.
But the Toon Magician Girl was glad that Robbie was really helpful in carrying her bags. she even noticed the mechanical toon turning red as he held onto those bags with extreme joy.
Was Robbie in love with the childlike user of black magic?
The two Toons then stopped. The Toon Magician Girl noticed the Dark Rabbit was sitting under the lamp-post. He looked hurt. That was odd. No Toon in Toon World was ever seen down or depressed. Every Toon was happy because they were ruled under the White Knight and not from the evil Master?!
Are they?
The Dark Rabbit, he was the White Knight's most lovable creature, a creation created from a childhood collection. The Dark Rabbit had a very strong bond with the White Knight than any other Toon in Toon World.
In fact, he was the very first Toon created by the White Knight. Throughtout every battle the White Knight encounted with the vicious duelists, the Dark Rabbit was the winning commander and striking force that brought those duelists to their graves for the White Knight.
She ran towards the Dark Rabbit as she knelted down towards him, looking at the depressed black bunny.
"Darky," the Toon Magician Girl asked, "what's wrong? You look so down."
The Dark Rabbit then turned turned to face the young magician girl.
"The White Knight has used the Toon Imp to find Pharoah Yami's reincarnation," the Dark Rabbit muttered, "he has finally found the Pharoah and the Golden Puzzle."
"Really?!" the Toon Magician Girl cried out, "And I haven't master my greatest spells to rid us of Yami once and for all!"
"Don't worry. We're not going to get rid of the reincarnation. The White Knight ordered the Toon Imp and his men to seize the boy on the next follow two noons."
"And not you? Wow, that's odd."
The Dark Rabbit then started to ponder about that fight he had earilier, before the Feral Imp seen the light. What would make a creature risk his own life for a pitiful worthless Master Duelist like that girl?! Yami sealed all of them into these retched cards! He never cared for us!
"But...I still like my Master," the voice of the Feral Imp said, "even though she is a bit like Pharoah Yami. So I won't give up on hope that there can be a chance for us to be with the humans, ya damned Toon!!! I believe my Master shall defeat the White Knight once and for all!"
What was the connection with this girl? Was she actually like the ancient Pharoah Yami that created these games in the first place? Impossible! If she was, then she will be dead! Yet...the girl was much different than any Master or Duelist he encounted. If there are duelists like that...
Then...why was there a graveyard of human souls for? What was it main purpose in the first place? It was heard to bring the Golden Eye to full power, but by tourmenting the duelists in the process. So many unanswered questions were swirling around the Dark Rabbit's head.
Maybe "powering up" the Golden Eye was a bad thing afterall...was he nuts to think that?
No. He was just a Toon, a Toon under the rule of the White Knight.
"Hey Darky," the Toon Magician Girl said as she pulled the black rabbit back onto his feet, "come with us and share supper. You really need some cheering up."
"Thanks," the Dark Rabbit replied as he gave a smile at her. The three of them then began to head towards the residance where the Toon Magician Girl now lives.
Perhaps taking away that child born into darkness, a young sibling that was related with the Dark Magician, and bring the child over to the White Knight's side to raise her as a Toon was a good thing.
She was the only Toon in ToonWorld that was a truely blessed creature.
****
Okay I need a cute Toon coupling. Who should the Toon Magician Girl be paired off with?
A) The Toon Dark Robot/"Robbie"
B) The Blue Eyes Toon Dragon
C) The Dark Rabbit
Please tell me in your reviews! Oh yeah, if you didn't know by now: Pegasus J. Crawford-Maximillion Pegasus *IS* the White Knight. Duh! And the Dark Rabbit knows something about the Toon Magician Girl's past. What is it? Duh duh duh...
-The Clow Hatter
