Yunsungs Greek comedy chapter 2 By Herofox

In the early hours of the morning, a large Ship was En route to Greece.

In one of the many cabins, a bare-chested man with golden hair, reaching all the way down to his thighs, was lying down on the bed, pondering something. "Are you alright Siegfreid?" came the British accent of his travelling companion; A tall white haired woman, who was warring only a towel, since she had just got out of the tub. "You look a bit cheesed off." "Ivy" replied the young man "I've been cheesed off, ever since my Father died, and I began looking for Soul Edge. By the time I realised that it was ME who killed him, I'd finished the cheese, and moved on to the coffee and after-dinner mints." Now, being as intelligent as Ivy was, she could tell that he meant VERY cheesed off. "Well" She said with a smile, "I know what'll cheer you up..." Then she dropped the towel. That seemed to do the trick.

Later, as the ship was docking, the deadly duo of Yunsung and Killik where waiting.

Down the gangplank came a tiered looking Seigfreid, and a satisfied looking Ivy.

"Looks like we where on the same wavelength, when we chose our suits." Killik said to Seigfreid. Realising that he didn't look quite respectable, he headed for the local blacksmiths. "Now Yunsung, the main thing you need to remember when talking to a girl, is confidence." He said to the younger boy. "I AM confidant!" he replied, odiously annoyed at Killiks apparently short attention span. "I wiped the floor with that last berserker I fought!" Then Killik became slightly annoyed by the boys misunderstanding "Oh come on! When you where telling that girl how pretty she was, your face was redder than a sunburnt tomato, and you stuttered like a can of beans talking their way out of a cows digestive system!" Feeling embarrassed, Yunsung remained silent. "Don't worry" said Ivy, "I know some of the right things to say, to boost a mans ego."

So she took him to a room at the Inn, and sat down on the bed, in her first costume.

Yunsung was sitting in a chair on the other side of the room, finding it hard to take his eyes away from Ivy. Her skimpy costume had that effect on men. Xianghua was standing by the door, to help, should the need occur.

Then Ivy began "You shouldn't worry about a negative reaction from a girl." She said "Why, it's fine young men like yourself, that have made my country so great! You have the phsyche, of a Demigod! Strong of arm, and tall figured! Free of acne, and the energetic disposition, that tells of a masculine body, in perfect working order! You have all the intelligence and courage to stand up to any discomfort!" "He's fainted, Ivy." Said Xianghua, trying to awaken the comatose Yunsung.

Meanwhile, Seigfreid entered the Blacksmiths. Rothion, the blacksmith recognised Seigfreid at once "You! You're that boy who wielded Soul Edge, caused my wife great injuries, and caused my two children to constantly bicker over a metal fragment!" he yelled "What do you want, you scoundrel?!" Seigfreid was no longer evil, so felt as though the man's attitude was uncalled for. Trying to keep his cool, the street punk, turned inhuman monster, turned good pulled out a piece of paper with a well drawn armour coat on it. "I'd like you to build this for me" He said calmly. Rothion still looked like a man whose cat just did its buisness on his steak pie. "Give me one good reason why I should help you!" he demanded. If Siegfreid was still Nightmare, he would've gladly ran this man through, but then he saw a better method of persuasion. "Hello there!" he said cheerfully, as he picked up Rothions son, and tossed him into the air. The child let out a giggle, while his father screamed rather quickly. "It would be in your family's best interests to do for me, this little favour." Said the longhaired knight, with a smile.

When he saw Rothion start work on the armour, Siegfried took the boy with him.

At a local café, Sophetia and Cassandra where having some ice cream (I'm not sure if Ice Cream was invented back then, but bare with me!)

"Sophetia," Began the short haired girl, "when a boy gives you a bunch of flowers, that's hiding a wasp, is it just a prank, or is it part of some Asian custom?"

Her older sister pondered for a moment. True, he had been offered flowers herself a couple of times, but the wasp was always just an optional extra. "Well" she said, with the spoon still in her mouth. "As far as I know, he was just flirting. Nothing to serious."

Back at the inn, Yunsung was still trying to withstand Ivy's motivation.

"Alright, the two main things you need to remember when talking to a girl are Confidence, and Charm." NOW, she had him worried. In all the years he's known his masters daughter, she always said that Yunsung had the charm of German sausage that's already been digested...twice. "But I don't the first thing about being charming!" Ivy then pulled out a bottle "How old are you?" she asked "I'm Eighteen." He answered, with confusion in his voice. "Good. You're the legal drinking age! (At least in 20th century England!)" she said as she threw him onto the bed, and pinned him down. Then she opened the bottle, and poured the contents down his throat.



Seigfried decided that since Rothions son had been such a good little hostage, that he'd treat the boy to some ice cream. Seigfreid was free of Soul Edges control, (at least for the moment) so really, he had no intension of bringing harm to the Blacksmith, or his family. His day seemed to be going well, until the child said "Hi Mommy!" Seigfreid naturally turned to wave to her, but then he saw who it was...Sophetia. If he received such a negative reaction from Rothion, who only knew him through reputation, then one could only imagine the hell someone who's actually met him would put him through.

"H..H..Hello..." he said, sweating like a pig. "You look well. May I say, that's a smashing blouse you're wearing!" as he was trying to duck the issue of the whole Nightmare business. The blonde woman just walked up to him, with a blank expression on her face. Then she smiled "Look who's all grown up now!" she said, since the first time they'd met, Seigfreid was only sixteen, and still considered a child. He was expecting to get a big slap, but instead, she gave him a great big hug.

"It's so good to see you again!" she said. This surprising action of Sophetia's caused Seigfreid to feel...liked. That was something he hadn't felt in over seven years. Tears filling his eyes, he wrapped his arms around Sophetia and returned her hug to the background sound of the song 'I'm your Angel' by R Kelly and Celin Dion.

Meanwhile, Yunsung, in a state of drunkenness, roams the streets, searching for Cassandra "Blondey!" he called "Where are yooooooooooooooou?!!"

He crashed into several lampposts on his way to the café.

Then he grabbed the nearest pretty blonde he saw. Which unfortunately was Seigfreid.

"Gimme a kiss!" said Yunsung throwing his arms around the big knight.

It's a good thing that Sophetia and Cassandra had already left, otherwise, the teenage martial artist would've looked like an even bigger idiot, than he did already.

"It's me you idiot!" Seigfreid yelled. "I know it's you toots!" said Yunsung "C'mon! How can you resist a pair of firm buttocks like these?!" he yelled as he turned his back to the cheesed off strongman, and dropped his pants. That was the last straw. With steam practically pouring out of his ears, Seigfreid let out a deafening roar and struck Yunsungs backside, with a powerful kick, that sent him flying into a local fountain.

Later, when Yunsung had passed out, his friends discussed a new plan of action.

"So much for confidence and charm." Killik grumbled Seigfreid offered a solution "Not to worry my friend. A while ago, I sent a letter to a friend of mine, asking him to meet me here. My friend, coming from the city of romance, could very well be the ace up our sleeves. A rather violent, loudmouthed ace, named, Raphael Sorel."

"What's he like?" asked Xianguah "Well," said Seigfreid "If I remember correctly, his interests include, Flogging servants, shooting poor people, and enforcing slavery upon anyone who hasn't got a Knighthood." "Sounds like my kind of man!" said Ivy with a huge smile.

End of chapter 2!

I hope you're enjoying it so far. And now for some author's notes!

Brush up on your British Comedies-

In the first scene, Siegfreids description of how cheesed off he is, is actually a quote from An Episode of Blackadder Goes Forth.

And Ivy's words of motivation are inspired from the words of Prince George in the pilot episode of Blackadder the Third. Likewise, Seigfreids description of Raphael, is similar to Blackadders thoughts of Sir Talbot Buxomly.