Krayon: So, here we stand, at the pinnacle of my greatness --!!
Eclipse: Uh… 'greatness'?
Krayon: Uh… forget I said that. I'm not planning anything. Nope, no suspicious plots here! ::nods convincingly::
Raenef: Okay!
Krayon: ::pats Raenef's head:: Good boy…
Eclipse could not believe his eyes. Before him stood that audacious demon lord, with the audacity to stand there and be audacious to him. He murmured in a low voice, "Why do you speak my name?"
Krayon put a well manicured hand to his frizzy and unruly hair. "Eclipse," he spoke again, "I do believe I have a headache… And why are you looking at me like that? And why are you… why is there another me?"
"I don't know of what trickery you speak, but you won't trick me again," Eclipse shot a dark glance at him, and pondered doing something malicious to him, possibly even evil. To this, Raenef simply smiled and snuggled into his manly chest.
"That's a brilliant idea, Eclipse," Raenef said as he schnoozled into Eclipse. "Please protect me! I am so very helpless and scared of that big, scary man with the really extravagant, elegant and… uh… cool hair…"
At this point in time, Eclipse could tell that something was terribly wrong, but he couldn't place what it was. As he was thinking about it, he didn't notice Lord Krayon as he drew ever closer and closer. Right as he was about to reach the threshold, he fell over in an embarrassing pile of hair.
"Oh no!" said Raenef. "Your hair!" he said as he reached out, as if to fix the frizzly mess. At the last moment, he quickly drew his hand back and bit his index finger in fear. "Oww…"
Eclipse immediately grasped Raenef's hand in worry for his young master. "Oh no. Are you alright? You said 'oww' as if in pain. Has Lord Krayon, that devilish fool, by some unseen means, injured your right index finger?"
Raenef pouted and looked Eclipse in the eyes. "I'm not sure, but… If you kiss it, I know it will feel much better!" He said, an unseen devilish smirk lit in his eyes, but Eclipse was too focused at him right index finger to notice.
Krayon, meanwhile, was still drowning in hair.
AN:
So, I believe the winning lottery number to be 34, but apparently nobody else does.
Raenef: So… Eclipse…
Eclipse: Yes? What do you want?
Raenef: What's the answer?
Eclipse: ::stares blankly and is confused::
Krayon: It's 42, you idiot! I know all! I see all! I am the great Krayon!
Raenef: ::smiles cutely and applaudes::
Eclipse: … … …
Oh yea, and the author says "REVIEW!!!"