Of Dudes and Dresses
Dagger's Room
Dagger: Where could it be, where could it be?
It was Dagger's third anniversary as Queen and she had lost her best dress.
She slumped down onto her bed.
Dagger: I've checked all the wardrobes, all the cabinets, where could it possibly be!
Amarant: (Rummaging through Dagger's underwear drawers) Perhaps you could check the other rooms.
Dagger: Good idea…
(Dagger becomes fully conscious of Amarant's presence and current activities)
Dagger: Hey you moron get the hell outta my drawers!
Amarant: I'm looking for my hot dog.
Dagger: I'll chop your hot dog clean off you ginger bastard!
Amarant: Oh it's on bitch!
(Dagger starts clawing at Amarant's face)
(Amarant holds one of Dagger's thongs from the drawer like a slingshot, using a perfume bottle as a rock)
Amarant: Back you fiend!
(The fight halts when frolicking is heard outside)
(Amarant lets go of the thong sending the perfume bottle into Daggers face)
Dagger: (screaming) My eyes!
Amarant: Shut up you crazy virgin, Beatrix is in the pool!