If you're reading this, then you're a good person. Again, before you read, a couple things I want to point out. I'm getting better at writingstories. Wisconsin is cool. I can name the starting lineup for the Green Bay Packers, Milwaukee Bucks, Los Angeles Lakers, Detroit Pistons, and St. Louis Rams. All who do not like Wisconsin are evil. Finally, ONE DAY EVERY TOUNGE SHALL CONFESS THAT JESUS IS OUR GOD AND SAVIOR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The story continues...

"Where are we?" Mina groaned. "Why, you're in Astaroth's marshmellowy lair conviniently located at Lambeau Field, Green Bay, Wisconsin." "Oh" said Mina. "Until then, how about some music?" asked the guard. "Um, S-sure." Mina said uncertianly. The gaurd threw a CD player on her ears, and turned it on. "Oh no." Mina began to say. "NO!" NNNOOOOOO!!!" "NOT THE BLACK EYED PEAS!"

NNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

BUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! The guard laughed.He laughed, and laughed. And laughed. And laughed. And laughed. And laughed. And laughed.

Talim later woke up to see another guard standing right in front of her. "This story isn't going anywhere." She said to the guard dude guy thing. "Yeah, you're right." He said. "It's all thanks to the perverted twelve year old who thinks Mina is hot and threw this story together in fifteen minutes." "Well what do you want to do?" Talim asked. "Well , Someone is tourturing your friend with the Black Eyed Peas in the other room, and your chained to the wall." "How about some chess?" The guard said. "Hey!" Said the perverted twelve year old narrator. "Your not supposed to do that!" "Tourture, or something!" "You're taking out the dramatic effects!" "Fine" said the guard. "Just give us ten minutes." "Go watch Kilik, or something, and come back later.

"So, where are your friends now?" Astaroth said mockingly. "You beefy fool!" Kilik said back. "I'll rip your pancreas out through your inflated thighs!" "Is that so?" Astaroth said. "Well then," Bobby, untie him!" "So then, munchkin, we're going to have a duel."

"NOOOOOOOOOO! Mina screamed. To much...mediocore singing!" "Had enough?" The guard asked. "Yes." Mina said. "Okay, the guard said." Consessions are down the hall. " "Go to the other room to watch your friend duel Astaroth." "Okay." Mina said. "Thank You for being a very undramatic guard and not slaughtering me." "Your Welcome." The guard said.

"Hey, Talim!" Mina said. "You made it too." "Yup. Kilik's about to duel Astaroth." "Ok men." said the ref. Fair play,and shake hands. "May the better manwin." Kilik said as he drew out his staff. Astaroth swung his axe at Kilik. He ducked, grabbed the axe, threw it, stupidly dropped his staff, and kicked Astaroth.

"Ouch!" "That hurt, you doggone kid, but now I will have my revenge! Said Astaroth menecingly.

Mina and Talim watched intently as Kilik got seven shades of crap beaten out of him.

Ow! No, I only have one of those! OW! That doesn't go that way! Ow! No, that only goes...ow! OOO! That hurts OW that didn't feel right ow OW! OUCH! AHHHH! OH!!! GAAA!!AHHH!

Thus ends another chapter. Kilik is being beat up by a muscular fatty, Talim and Mina are watching closely while eating a tin of popcorn, and a perverted twelve year old is sitting in front of the computer typing up another chapter of this corny story. By the way, I like corn. MMMMM corn. Long live the Packers. Praise the Lord. Chapter 4 coming soon.