Fire Emblem 7: The Parody
Chapter 13 Gaiden: The Peddler Merlinus
Following Lord Helman's pained words (it was later found out that he was not quite dead, although his chances for having kids were deader than before), the team set out for Laus. Night was falling fast, and soon they decided to set camp.
...What do you mean you want more narroration!? This is all the information they gave me! I can't write the next Dicken's here, you know! Alright, fine.
If you haven't noticed it yet, Yoshimo is a cheap, no good SOB, and don't get me started on Chibi-Zell.
--WHOMP--Strangle--Thrash--BAM--Tinkle--SMASH--
Due to some headcount reductions, a new narrorator was hired, his voice box replaced with that of the old narrorator's. Now, where were we...oh yeah! The chapter!
"It's getting dark" Eliwood muttered. "Marcus, you and Lowen set up camp."
"Yes m'lord" Marcus bowed, before getting to work.
Kozo sneered. "Does pansy boy sleep with a small fire next to his bed to keep the monsters away?" he teased.
Eliwood glared. "You know, I'm braver than you think."
"Oh really?"
"Yeah."
Kozo leaned forward, and wrapped an arm around the back of Eliwood's neck.
"WHAAAAAA!" Eliwood screamed, running away from Kozo, arms flailing.
Kozo was busting his gut. "RUN, pansy boy! Run!"
"Camp is done, sir!" Lowen saluted.
"...That fast?" Hector asked.
"Yes. And dinner is ready. It's three-cheese alfredo, the sauce coming from the finest pastures in Sacae, and that's only the side dish..."
"Good lord, man..." Hector gaped. He turned to face Marcus. "What'd you do to him?"
"I just watched" Marcus shrugged. "Something made him work at lightning speed..."
"Right. Okay, ya old fart, go and get pansy boy from up that tree there, and we can eat" Kozo instructed.
"So, this is Caelin, right?" Hector asked, as the team was busy chowing down on Lowen's finely made feast.
"Mmm-hmm" Eliwood nodded. "And before you ask, we're only passing through. We're not going to bother Marquess Caelin. Although..."
"Although?"
"I would like to see how Lyndis and the others are doing."
"Lyndis?"
"You know, Lyndis?"
"Lyn?"
"Noble girl from Sacae that showed up last year?"
"...The highly attractive one with the sword and the nomad dress?"
"Oh yeah!"
At the mention of what he just said, Eliwood blushed a bit, and prodded his food with his fork.
"It's a shame we're just passing through" Hector chuckled.
"Why's that?" Eliwood asked innocently.
"You don't get a chance to see her, lover boy."
"We're not that close!" Eliwood protested, blushing a bit more.
"Then why are you getting all worked up over it?" Hector asked.
Eliwood, eyes blazing stood up, and drew his rapier. "I'm warning you..." he growled.
"AIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEE!" something screamed.
Everyone looked about. "Wh...what was that?" Rebecca asked.
"Sounds like someone's in trouble" Lowen muttered.
"Well, I'm sure all of you want to save him" Kozo clucked his tongue, and stood up. "So we might as well. Let's go."
The group nodded, and raced off to find the cause of the screaming.
"Can I just say something?" the same, blue haired man that we met in the last chapter requested.
"Might as well" said a sleek, red headed bandit.
"HEEEEEEEELLLLLLPPPPP!" he screamed at the top of his lungs.
"Stupid, loud old fool" another bandit growled. "He's had us running around in circles for far too long!"
"What are you going to do with my merchandise?" the old man asked.
"Look at all this stuff" the red head smirked. "This old fart's wealthy."
"It's our lucky day then" the bandit laughed, "eh Puzon?"
"Noo! Let go of that! That was my mother's! And that! That was my father's! And that belonged to my second cousin twice removed!"
"Will you SHUT UP!?" the bandit screamed. He turned to face the red head. "Can we please kill him, Puzon?"
Puzon smirked. "Might as well. No point in keeping him alive."
"Noooo!" the old man screamed. "Not the knieves! Not the pointy knieves that burn with the fire of a thousand evils!"
"Unhand him!" a solid voice boomed.
The bandits turned to face the command, seeing it came from the flame-haired nobleman. He raced down to face them, Marcus and Hector on either side.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Puzon growled.
Eliwood puffed his chest, and drew his rapier, trying to look intimidating, and slightly failing. "By order of the son of Marquess Pheare, I command you to unhand him!"
"Who are you, to think you can just strut around and tell people what to do!?" the red haired bandit barked.
"I already told you. I am the son of Marquess Pheare. We get special rights to order people what to do."
"As if I'd listen to any of your orders! You noble, prissy bastards make me sick! In fact, you're not worth spitting on, but I'm going to anyway just because I hate you!" --Spit--
"You missed."
"Shut up!"
"So you're itching for a fight, huh?" Hector asked, patting the blade of his axe against his palm. "Well then, let's wrestle."
"Gladly" Puzon sneered, before retreating into the darkness, to hide his attacks.
The old merchant rushed over, and grabbed onto Eliwood's cape. "Please! You just have to protect me! Maybe they'll give up after a while!"
"Have no fear, old timer" Hector spoke for Eliwood. "We'll handle them easily."
"I'm not OLD!" the merchant huffed. "I am only 47!"
"Old, old, old, old, OLD!" Hector laughed.
"He makes Marcus look my age!" Kozo added in, just to get in on the fun.
"Ack!" Merlinus groaned, before focusing his attention on Eliwood again. "My name is Merlinus. And I say again, help. ...Please?"
"And I say again, no problem. Geez, you must be senile or something."
"...Just for that, I'm just going to sit here and watch, instead of helping you."
"You were just going to sit there and watch in the first place, weren't you?"
"...Yes."
"Alright, let's go!"
Kozo tapped the pendant Hector gave him, as it gave off a bright flash. He took a bird's eye view of the field, and...
"...Hector, this thing doesn't see past fogs or darkness, does it?"
"Um....no."
"...Okay, you guys just wing it, I'm going to work on this piece of crap."
"Well...alright." Hector turned to face the group. "YOU HEARD THE MAN!" he bellowed to his team mates. "JUST WING IT!"
"We're standing right next to you!" Dorcas snapped. "You don't have to shout."
"Ow..." Rebecca moaned.
"Sorry."
With that, the team made a defensive circle around Merlinus, Rebecca (who readied her arrow), and Kozo (who was poking at the pendant).
Eliwood turned, after pulling his rapier out of an enemy bandit, when he noticed a swordsman coming towards Kozo. "Um, Kozo..."
"I'm I little busy right now" Kozo said, not looking up from his work.
"But...Kozo..."
"I SAID I'm busy!" Kozo snapped.
"But someone's almost on top of you!"
Kozo turned, and noticed the swordsman. "...So he is." He looked back at his work, and raised his left hand. "Luna."
--BOOM--
The enemy swordsman blinked, his body charred, before falling to a heap.
"Well, that worked" Eliwood shrugged.
Suddenly a small rain of arrows flew over the human wall, and nearly punctured through Merlinus and Rebecca. Both screeched.
"It's too dangerous for them to be here!" Marcus shouted. "Lowen! Take the girl and get out of here! Merlinus, you're with me."
The merchant leapt onto the back of Marcus's horse, while Rebecca leapt onto Lowen's. The four rode off.
"Right! Take a right!" Rebecca instructed. "Lake! There's a lake up ahead!"
"I CAN SEE THE DAMN LAKE! Bloody backseat riders..."
Back with the team, Bartre was tossing bad guys left and right. Usually into Dorcas, causing the more experienced fighter to turn and glare several times.
Finally, Puzon and one of his little flunkies leapt out, weapons wielded and held high. Both were shouting. "YAAHHHHH!"
--THUNK--
Hector swung his axe out, imbedding itself in Puzon's chest. "Ack..." he choked, before falling limp.
The flunkie shut up, but continued flying. When he landed, he took off, screaming. "AHHHHHH!"
"And don't come back!" Hector shouted out.
"YES!" Kozo beamed, holding up his pendant proudly. "It's fixed!"
"Was it broken?" Bartre asked.
"Why would Lord Hector give Kozo a faulty pendant?" Serra asked.
"It just couldn't see past fogs or darkness. Did a little fine tuneing, and there you go." Kozo grinned.
"...Think you can make a stop off at Ostia and do what you did to all of my pendants?"
"Well, I'm not sure if you want the exacts of what I did...." Kozo turned to face Bartre. "And Bartre, didn't you listen to the Wheel of Morality yesterday?"
"...Wait, so you made that pendant able to see through anything?" Hector asked.
"Yep!" Kozo beamed.
"..." Matthew and Guy tugged at their shirt collars.
At this time, Marcus, Merlinus, Lowen and Rebecca had returned. "I see that you've been able to hold them off" Marcus nodded. "Excellent work, my lords."
Merlinus leapt off the horse, and bowed before Eliwood and Hector. "Oh thank you so much for saving me!" he beamed. "I'm forever in your debt!"
"Easy there, good sir" Eliwood smiled. "It was our duty to help those in need."
"Besides, what use can an old fart like you do for us anyway?" Hector asked.
"Hector!"
"Sorry..."
"I'm a merchant of sorts" Merlinus explained.
"What use do we have of an old peddler's junk?" Hector interupted.
"Peddler!? Junk!?" Merlinus fumed.
"HECTOR!" Eliwood snapped.
"Slip of the tongue" Hector shrugged innocently.
"Forgive my friend here" Eliwood apologized for Hector. "He's a little...unorthadox for a noble."
"That's fine..." Merlinus grumbled. "ahem. Anyhow, I'm very good at organizing equipment. Not to mention that I have several valuable pieces of equipment in my arsenal."
"Hmm..." Eliwood scratched his chin, before grinning. "We're going to get more and more allies. And obviously more supplies. Having someone to organize them will be highly valuable."
"Do we HAVE to bring him along?" Kozo asked. "He's...creepy..."
"Creepy!?" Merlinus yelped.
"Kozo!" Eliwood barked.
"What!? I'm just saying..."
"Matthew, Guy, do your thing" Hector nudged Matthew in the shoulder.
The two sighed, before clapping their hands together, and giving the cutest puppy dog eyes. "Please?" they asked in a totally innocent voice.
"Oh....fine." Kozo sighed. "I can't resist those darn puppy dog eyes."
"Excellent." Hector rubbed his palms together. "Now, old timer..."
"I suppose I'll just have to get used to that..." Merlinus muttered.
"I've got a few things I want you to sort."
"Sure, what?"
Hector handed Merlinus a bag of musty socks, shirts, underwear and pants. "You might want to clean them as well."
"I'm going to be sick..." Merlinus choked.
"Welcome to another episode of the Wheel of Randomosity!" Yoshimo cheered. Before muttering through clenched teeth "How the hell did this thing catch on?"
"This time, spinning the wheel, is our very own moronic half...I mean, good half, of the tactician team, Cecil" Chibi-Zell introduced. "Also known by his other role, Roland Pegasus."
Cecil walked in, waving. He approached one of the wheels, and spun it with all his might. This time, it DIDN'T go flying through the roof.
"Wheel of Randomosity, whirl whirl whirl, give us a pairing and don't make us hurl" Cecil chanted.
"That's my line!" Yoshimo snapped.
The wheel slowed down, and came to a stop on a young woman with long, green hair, and a similar outfit to Florina. "And we've got Fiora!" Cecil reported.
"Wow. The first girl ever on the Wheel of Randomosity" Yoshimo observed.
"What about me?" Minoa huffed.
"Well, you weren't on the wheel, per-say."
Fiora stepped on to the stage, and straightened her uniform. "I'm ready" she nodded.
"Alright, you heard the lady, Cece!" Yoshimo instructed. "Spin the second one!"
"On it" Cecil nodded, grabbing the wheel, and spinning it 'round and 'round. The wheel started to slow down, before landing on everyone's favorite adolescent. "And we've got Nils!"
The bard whooped, as he leapt onto the stage, clicking his heels. "Don't have to tell me twice!" he said, proudly, before leaping onto Fiora's chest, and planting a big wet one right on her lips.
"Why you....!" Kent fumed, drawing his sword, and getting on to the stage. Nils whooped again, dropped off of Fiora, and bolted away, Kent in hot pursuit.
Fiora was blushing, staring blankly in to space. Florina walked over to her, blinking innocently. "Sister? What is it?"
"For a kid, that was one hell of a kiss..." Fiora said blankly.
Kent and Nils froze in their tracks. "WHAT!?!" Kent shouted.
Nils beamed, and gave a quick laugh. "Glad you liked it, toots!"
Kent snapped his head around, fire in his eyes. "Okay, that's it!" The two continued to run around on the stage, Nils whooping every now and again.
"Right. So, until next time, I'm Yoshimo..."
"I'm Chibi-Zell..."
"And I'm gonna KILL that little bastard!" Kent shouted, as Nils raced past the two authors, Kent only a few feet behind, sword raised menicingly.
Chapter 13 Gaiden: The Peddler Merlinus
Following Lord Helman's pained words (it was later found out that he was not quite dead, although his chances for having kids were deader than before), the team set out for Laus. Night was falling fast, and soon they decided to set camp.
...What do you mean you want more narroration!? This is all the information they gave me! I can't write the next Dicken's here, you know! Alright, fine.
If you haven't noticed it yet, Yoshimo is a cheap, no good SOB, and don't get me started on Chibi-Zell.
--WHOMP--Strangle--Thrash--BAM--Tinkle--SMASH--
Due to some headcount reductions, a new narrorator was hired, his voice box replaced with that of the old narrorator's. Now, where were we...oh yeah! The chapter!
"It's getting dark" Eliwood muttered. "Marcus, you and Lowen set up camp."
"Yes m'lord" Marcus bowed, before getting to work.
Kozo sneered. "Does pansy boy sleep with a small fire next to his bed to keep the monsters away?" he teased.
Eliwood glared. "You know, I'm braver than you think."
"Oh really?"
"Yeah."
Kozo leaned forward, and wrapped an arm around the back of Eliwood's neck.
"WHAAAAAA!" Eliwood screamed, running away from Kozo, arms flailing.
Kozo was busting his gut. "RUN, pansy boy! Run!"
"Camp is done, sir!" Lowen saluted.
"...That fast?" Hector asked.
"Yes. And dinner is ready. It's three-cheese alfredo, the sauce coming from the finest pastures in Sacae, and that's only the side dish..."
"Good lord, man..." Hector gaped. He turned to face Marcus. "What'd you do to him?"
"I just watched" Marcus shrugged. "Something made him work at lightning speed..."
"Right. Okay, ya old fart, go and get pansy boy from up that tree there, and we can eat" Kozo instructed.
"So, this is Caelin, right?" Hector asked, as the team was busy chowing down on Lowen's finely made feast.
"Mmm-hmm" Eliwood nodded. "And before you ask, we're only passing through. We're not going to bother Marquess Caelin. Although..."
"Although?"
"I would like to see how Lyndis and the others are doing."
"Lyndis?"
"You know, Lyndis?"
"Lyn?"
"Noble girl from Sacae that showed up last year?"
"...The highly attractive one with the sword and the nomad dress?"
"Oh yeah!"
At the mention of what he just said, Eliwood blushed a bit, and prodded his food with his fork.
"It's a shame we're just passing through" Hector chuckled.
"Why's that?" Eliwood asked innocently.
"You don't get a chance to see her, lover boy."
"We're not that close!" Eliwood protested, blushing a bit more.
"Then why are you getting all worked up over it?" Hector asked.
Eliwood, eyes blazing stood up, and drew his rapier. "I'm warning you..." he growled.
"AIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEE!" something screamed.
Everyone looked about. "Wh...what was that?" Rebecca asked.
"Sounds like someone's in trouble" Lowen muttered.
"Well, I'm sure all of you want to save him" Kozo clucked his tongue, and stood up. "So we might as well. Let's go."
The group nodded, and raced off to find the cause of the screaming.
"Can I just say something?" the same, blue haired man that we met in the last chapter requested.
"Might as well" said a sleek, red headed bandit.
"HEEEEEEEELLLLLLPPPPP!" he screamed at the top of his lungs.
"Stupid, loud old fool" another bandit growled. "He's had us running around in circles for far too long!"
"What are you going to do with my merchandise?" the old man asked.
"Look at all this stuff" the red head smirked. "This old fart's wealthy."
"It's our lucky day then" the bandit laughed, "eh Puzon?"
"Noo! Let go of that! That was my mother's! And that! That was my father's! And that belonged to my second cousin twice removed!"
"Will you SHUT UP!?" the bandit screamed. He turned to face the red head. "Can we please kill him, Puzon?"
Puzon smirked. "Might as well. No point in keeping him alive."
"Noooo!" the old man screamed. "Not the knieves! Not the pointy knieves that burn with the fire of a thousand evils!"
"Unhand him!" a solid voice boomed.
The bandits turned to face the command, seeing it came from the flame-haired nobleman. He raced down to face them, Marcus and Hector on either side.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Puzon growled.
Eliwood puffed his chest, and drew his rapier, trying to look intimidating, and slightly failing. "By order of the son of Marquess Pheare, I command you to unhand him!"
"Who are you, to think you can just strut around and tell people what to do!?" the red haired bandit barked.
"I already told you. I am the son of Marquess Pheare. We get special rights to order people what to do."
"As if I'd listen to any of your orders! You noble, prissy bastards make me sick! In fact, you're not worth spitting on, but I'm going to anyway just because I hate you!" --Spit--
"You missed."
"Shut up!"
"So you're itching for a fight, huh?" Hector asked, patting the blade of his axe against his palm. "Well then, let's wrestle."
"Gladly" Puzon sneered, before retreating into the darkness, to hide his attacks.
The old merchant rushed over, and grabbed onto Eliwood's cape. "Please! You just have to protect me! Maybe they'll give up after a while!"
"Have no fear, old timer" Hector spoke for Eliwood. "We'll handle them easily."
"I'm not OLD!" the merchant huffed. "I am only 47!"
"Old, old, old, old, OLD!" Hector laughed.
"He makes Marcus look my age!" Kozo added in, just to get in on the fun.
"Ack!" Merlinus groaned, before focusing his attention on Eliwood again. "My name is Merlinus. And I say again, help. ...Please?"
"And I say again, no problem. Geez, you must be senile or something."
"...Just for that, I'm just going to sit here and watch, instead of helping you."
"You were just going to sit there and watch in the first place, weren't you?"
"...Yes."
"Alright, let's go!"
Kozo tapped the pendant Hector gave him, as it gave off a bright flash. He took a bird's eye view of the field, and...
"...Hector, this thing doesn't see past fogs or darkness, does it?"
"Um....no."
"...Okay, you guys just wing it, I'm going to work on this piece of crap."
"Well...alright." Hector turned to face the group. "YOU HEARD THE MAN!" he bellowed to his team mates. "JUST WING IT!"
"We're standing right next to you!" Dorcas snapped. "You don't have to shout."
"Ow..." Rebecca moaned.
"Sorry."
With that, the team made a defensive circle around Merlinus, Rebecca (who readied her arrow), and Kozo (who was poking at the pendant).
Eliwood turned, after pulling his rapier out of an enemy bandit, when he noticed a swordsman coming towards Kozo. "Um, Kozo..."
"I'm I little busy right now" Kozo said, not looking up from his work.
"But...Kozo..."
"I SAID I'm busy!" Kozo snapped.
"But someone's almost on top of you!"
Kozo turned, and noticed the swordsman. "...So he is." He looked back at his work, and raised his left hand. "Luna."
--BOOM--
The enemy swordsman blinked, his body charred, before falling to a heap.
"Well, that worked" Eliwood shrugged.
Suddenly a small rain of arrows flew over the human wall, and nearly punctured through Merlinus and Rebecca. Both screeched.
"It's too dangerous for them to be here!" Marcus shouted. "Lowen! Take the girl and get out of here! Merlinus, you're with me."
The merchant leapt onto the back of Marcus's horse, while Rebecca leapt onto Lowen's. The four rode off.
"Right! Take a right!" Rebecca instructed. "Lake! There's a lake up ahead!"
"I CAN SEE THE DAMN LAKE! Bloody backseat riders..."
Back with the team, Bartre was tossing bad guys left and right. Usually into Dorcas, causing the more experienced fighter to turn and glare several times.
Finally, Puzon and one of his little flunkies leapt out, weapons wielded and held high. Both were shouting. "YAAHHHHH!"
--THUNK--
Hector swung his axe out, imbedding itself in Puzon's chest. "Ack..." he choked, before falling limp.
The flunkie shut up, but continued flying. When he landed, he took off, screaming. "AHHHHHH!"
"And don't come back!" Hector shouted out.
"YES!" Kozo beamed, holding up his pendant proudly. "It's fixed!"
"Was it broken?" Bartre asked.
"Why would Lord Hector give Kozo a faulty pendant?" Serra asked.
"It just couldn't see past fogs or darkness. Did a little fine tuneing, and there you go." Kozo grinned.
"...Think you can make a stop off at Ostia and do what you did to all of my pendants?"
"Well, I'm not sure if you want the exacts of what I did...." Kozo turned to face Bartre. "And Bartre, didn't you listen to the Wheel of Morality yesterday?"
"...Wait, so you made that pendant able to see through anything?" Hector asked.
"Yep!" Kozo beamed.
"..." Matthew and Guy tugged at their shirt collars.
At this time, Marcus, Merlinus, Lowen and Rebecca had returned. "I see that you've been able to hold them off" Marcus nodded. "Excellent work, my lords."
Merlinus leapt off the horse, and bowed before Eliwood and Hector. "Oh thank you so much for saving me!" he beamed. "I'm forever in your debt!"
"Easy there, good sir" Eliwood smiled. "It was our duty to help those in need."
"Besides, what use can an old fart like you do for us anyway?" Hector asked.
"Hector!"
"Sorry..."
"I'm a merchant of sorts" Merlinus explained.
"What use do we have of an old peddler's junk?" Hector interupted.
"Peddler!? Junk!?" Merlinus fumed.
"HECTOR!" Eliwood snapped.
"Slip of the tongue" Hector shrugged innocently.
"Forgive my friend here" Eliwood apologized for Hector. "He's a little...unorthadox for a noble."
"That's fine..." Merlinus grumbled. "ahem. Anyhow, I'm very good at organizing equipment. Not to mention that I have several valuable pieces of equipment in my arsenal."
"Hmm..." Eliwood scratched his chin, before grinning. "We're going to get more and more allies. And obviously more supplies. Having someone to organize them will be highly valuable."
"Do we HAVE to bring him along?" Kozo asked. "He's...creepy..."
"Creepy!?" Merlinus yelped.
"Kozo!" Eliwood barked.
"What!? I'm just saying..."
"Matthew, Guy, do your thing" Hector nudged Matthew in the shoulder.
The two sighed, before clapping their hands together, and giving the cutest puppy dog eyes. "Please?" they asked in a totally innocent voice.
"Oh....fine." Kozo sighed. "I can't resist those darn puppy dog eyes."
"Excellent." Hector rubbed his palms together. "Now, old timer..."
"I suppose I'll just have to get used to that..." Merlinus muttered.
"I've got a few things I want you to sort."
"Sure, what?"
Hector handed Merlinus a bag of musty socks, shirts, underwear and pants. "You might want to clean them as well."
"I'm going to be sick..." Merlinus choked.
"Welcome to another episode of the Wheel of Randomosity!" Yoshimo cheered. Before muttering through clenched teeth "How the hell did this thing catch on?"
"This time, spinning the wheel, is our very own moronic half...I mean, good half, of the tactician team, Cecil" Chibi-Zell introduced. "Also known by his other role, Roland Pegasus."
Cecil walked in, waving. He approached one of the wheels, and spun it with all his might. This time, it DIDN'T go flying through the roof.
"Wheel of Randomosity, whirl whirl whirl, give us a pairing and don't make us hurl" Cecil chanted.
"That's my line!" Yoshimo snapped.
The wheel slowed down, and came to a stop on a young woman with long, green hair, and a similar outfit to Florina. "And we've got Fiora!" Cecil reported.
"Wow. The first girl ever on the Wheel of Randomosity" Yoshimo observed.
"What about me?" Minoa huffed.
"Well, you weren't on the wheel, per-say."
Fiora stepped on to the stage, and straightened her uniform. "I'm ready" she nodded.
"Alright, you heard the lady, Cece!" Yoshimo instructed. "Spin the second one!"
"On it" Cecil nodded, grabbing the wheel, and spinning it 'round and 'round. The wheel started to slow down, before landing on everyone's favorite adolescent. "And we've got Nils!"
The bard whooped, as he leapt onto the stage, clicking his heels. "Don't have to tell me twice!" he said, proudly, before leaping onto Fiora's chest, and planting a big wet one right on her lips.
"Why you....!" Kent fumed, drawing his sword, and getting on to the stage. Nils whooped again, dropped off of Fiora, and bolted away, Kent in hot pursuit.
Fiora was blushing, staring blankly in to space. Florina walked over to her, blinking innocently. "Sister? What is it?"
"For a kid, that was one hell of a kiss..." Fiora said blankly.
Kent and Nils froze in their tracks. "WHAT!?!" Kent shouted.
Nils beamed, and gave a quick laugh. "Glad you liked it, toots!"
Kent snapped his head around, fire in his eyes. "Okay, that's it!" The two continued to run around on the stage, Nils whooping every now and again.
"Right. So, until next time, I'm Yoshimo..."
"I'm Chibi-Zell..."
"And I'm gonna KILL that little bastard!" Kent shouted, as Nils raced past the two authors, Kent only a few feet behind, sword raised menicingly.