Well I was just sitting on my computer abnormally hyper and listening to Gavin Degraw, when a very violent picture popped into my mind. For all you Cleon lovers out there, I recommend not reading this. You may decide to take revenge. And I don't want violence. But at the end kd hidden in a very loud cough

Oh I also forgot to put my disclaimer…I don't own notin' but me and a box of pencils, but someday I will own seaworld. It's on the top of my to do list.

Any way onto to the violence…

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Kel awoke with a start. It was the dream again. She hated that dream so much, but for some reason it felt so right. It scared her that she liked the dream. The dream of killing your own lover wasn't supposed to bring happiness to your mind.

Cleon's my friend isn't he? Kel told herself as she slipped out of her covers and into the hot bath. Isn't he? The squire pondered these things as she washed herself and got dressed into a blue tunic and black breeches.

She heard a large grunt from the door that connected her from her Knight Master. Kel smiled. Raoul was sleeping well. She flashed back to the time when Raoul's snoring woke up the King and he was sent to do cooking service for a week. The whole time Raoul had his tail in between his knees like a sorry dog.

Of course she always suspected such mean things from the King. He abused his powers acting like the ruler of the world. He owned a country for crying out loud! And all he wants is more freakin' money while the poor commoners suffer to by enough food for a day. All he cares about is he and his stupid powers.

Kel began to imitate the King, "Der. I'm the King you warriors go to the border and get yourself killed. But I don't care because I'm stinkin' rich. Okay so first we'll go for Carthak. I think I'll marry off my children to the other royal people and try to make peace. They won't care; they're only children. And of course if that doesn't work I can always destroy their land including my own kids. Let's see we'll make it a game. Fifty points for Scanra, twenty for Carthak, and ten and a half for the Copper Isles. Ha more for me!"

"Uh Kel what are you doing?" asked a sleepy Raoul. He was smiling at her. "That was pretty good."

Kel smiled. "You know I hate him. Well-who doesn't. Well, I gotta go, I have to start a King strike and decide if I should kill my boyfriend or not."

Raoul waved goodbye. "If you really want to kill Cleon slow and painfully, I would suggest cutting open his stomach and taking the inners out. Then if he is still alive burying him alive with flesh eating bunnies would be best.

Kel left her room and headed for the cafeteria to look for Neal. She needed advice.

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"I would recommend black mail. And if that doesn't work you can always burn down the castle." Neal said after Kel asked him how to threaten the King to step down.

"That could work, but I was looking for something more realistic like setting a rabid cannibal on him. Eat your vegetables, Neal."

Neal glared at his best friend and swallowed down a cooked carrot. He quickly downed it with a gigantic jug of water. Kel, being the nosy person that she was, pushed the bottom of the cup to his face making the water splash down his tunic.

Piercing emerald eyes glared at her.

"I fell" Kel said. It was the traditional excuse.

"Oh well in that case." Neal began. "I'll just have to do this!" Neal picked up his dessert and threw it at Kel's head. Her face was now covered in cherry pie.

"Stupid butterfingers they get to me everytime!" Neal said as he snapped his fingers.

"Nealan of Queenscove! You now have no dessert and a helping of revenge on your lap." Kel said as she tried to stifle a lauph. She wiped the cherry sauce from her face.

Before they could get deeper into the food fight. A very tall red head walked through the door. Everyone knew who he was. Cleon. Kel stared at her boyfriend in disgust. I don't love him anymore. She thought. Actually I never really did. He was the one who made the first move, the jerk!

The boy came over to them and sat down. "Kel my little bugger of corny happiness. I hope my stupid and uncreative nicknames don't make you feel uncomfortable. But it's not like I care. I just like you cause you're easy to take advantage of. And just to let you know, Neal and Owen and everyone aren't really my friends. I just pretend they are because none of my year mates like me. But you guys are to stupid to know that."

Kel stared at him. Neal's jaw dropped and the chewed up roll that he had in his mouth plopped onto his plate.

"Uhhg. Queenscove that was disgusting!" Cleon said in clear disgust. "Such manners aren't supposed to be at the palace. Of course I don't count because me and the King," Cleon laughed. "Well, we have connections."

Kel swallowed her anger and looked at the strawberry red Neal. He stared back and they smiled at each other. They both had a plan.

But before they could make the plan work, a very handsome man walked through the door. He had beautiful black hair and capturing blue eyes that would make even the toughest of women faint. His smile only made his venomous eyes worse.

To Kel's glee, he was walking right towards them. Her stomach began to flutter when he smiled at her. This is supposed to be my boyfriend.

Neal saw Kel's face and smiled. Ha this is just too funny. My best friend is a lover with a fat jerk of a non-friend who is in love with her. But Kel's in love with my cousin. Hee Hee! These just gets better and better. Just like my poetry.

Dom sat down next to Kel and put his arm around her. Kel's Yamani mask was about to shatter in blushes when Cleon finally broke out in a jealous yell.

"Hey get away from my Kel!" Cleon yelled. Dom looked at the ugly mean jerk on Kel's other side and slipped his arm off of Kel's back. Cleon smiled in satisfaction.

Kel didn't notice any of this as she thought. But the only thing she could think was, so sexy so sexy so sexy. She knew what she had to do. She slipped off of the bench and headed for her rooms.

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Cleon's room

Cleon picked up a note that laid on his bed. When he opened it he smiled. Kel.

"Dear Cleon. I was wondering if you could meet me in the empty classroom not anywhere near civilization that no one really knows about. Please don't bring any weapons or anything that can defend you from non-intentional attacks. Please come alone and don't tell anyone where you are going. Oh and you might want to pack a couple belongings just in case you never come back again. That deffinetly won't happen though. Absolutely not. Come as soon as possible. Kel." He smiled and quickly brought a box with a couple of belongings and his fuzzy teddy bear he could never get to sleep with. Its name was Mr. Fuzzy Wuzzy Winkleton.

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Cleon walked to the abandoned classroom and knocked on the door. He didn't know why he knocked on the door, but he always loved to do stupid things like that.

Kel opened the door. "Hi Cleon. Listen I have to tell you something." Cleon walked through the door.

But before Cleon could do anything, Kel grabbed a dagger from her belt and cut him in the stomach.

"Oh! That really hurt. But I guess you didn't mean that since you love me. I guess you just fell down-again." Cleon looked at his wound. "Wow that's a lot of blood."

"I never cared for you son of a…"

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INTERMISSION

Now before we get to the gory part, I just want to say how much I hate Cleon. I mean he was bad for not being a true friend, and those nicknames were really lame. He didn't even like Kel's friends, and for all we know, Cleon could've been using Kel. Trust me, he deserves to be dead. Well no one deserves to die, but well-whatever. And if you like Cleon and didn't take the warning I said before seriously, well I warned you.

Now let's get back to the story

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"Monkey's butt!" Kel yelled at him.

Cleon just smiled at her. "You're just saying that. Deep down you know you love me." Kel stared at him completley amazed.

"You are such a stupid oaf." She whispered. She then took out Cleon's inners. Suprisingly he was still alive.

"Hee hee. That tickles." Cleon lauphed. Kel stared at him in disgust.

Well there's only one thing to do now. Kel thought. She picked up the two hundred pound over-weight Cleon and put him in a coffin. Fortunately, the coffin was too short so Kel had to cut off Cleon's legs. He was still alive. Next, she threw in a flesh-eating bunny and closed the coffin door. Now how am I supposed to but this block of garbage in the one hundred-foot hole I dug?

As if on cue, Dom walked through the door. Kel's stomach did flip-flops.

"Hey want any help with Cleon?" he asked as he smiled.

"Uh sure. How did you find out?"

"I went into his room to put itching powder in his bed and found the note."

They carried Cleon outside and dropped him into the grave. Once they finished burying him, Kel put the tombstone at the head.

It said:

Hear lies Cleon

Clueless little enthusiastic onslaught nerd

He was an idiot and not even his parents would miss him.

"Romantic sight isn't it?" Dom said as they sat in front of the grave. Dom brushed his lips against hers.

"Dom what was that for?" Kel asked hardly able to keep her Yamani mask straight.

"To congratulate you of course. How about a little more congratulations?" Dom said with a flirting smile.

Kel smiled. "I'd like that."

Meanwhile Raoul was looking at the grounds with his telescope. He then discovered his sergeant making out with his Squire. "Finally." He whispered to himself. "Wow that's a lot of tongue."

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Well it's all a happy ending. Cleon is dead, Kel and Dom are finally together, and well Raoul has helped his squire once again with her problems. I'm really sorry about the tongue thing. I swear I am not perverted. I'm an angel really.