Ok, here goes...
Chapter Two
Klonoa hangs over the sill of
the window he had just cleaned. The King of Sorrow walks over to him,
staring at him quietly. Klonoa turns and looks at him, his golden
amber orbs shining. "What'cha doin'?" He asks cheerfuly.
The King seems to snap out of a trance and smiles. "Nothing..."
He whispers, his white cheeks turning a deep red. Klonoa smiles and
wiggles his nose at him then turns and hangs out the window again. A
warm breeze wafts by, brushing against Klonoa's long floppy ears,
making them sway. 'He blushes so easy...' He thinks to himself,
smiling. Janga was hard at work in the kitchen, being the cook and
all. The High Priestess was standing next to him, humming as she
washes the dishes. "Damn!" The cat hisses as a plate slips
from his claws and smashes on the tile floor. "It's alright, it
was just an accident Janga." The High Priestess says picking up
the pieces smiling a little to herself at his slight emberassment.
"Thanks.." He mumbles not used to much kindness, being
hunted by Guntz and all...well, he USED to be. But now...things
are different.
End of Chapter Two.