Krad began to raid the fridge, "Hm…what to eat?" Satoshi continued to argue within Krad's mind, "I promise you, I really heard some girls say that you're hot! I don't think you're hot, Krad! I think Miss. Towa--…. Towers are fun!"

"What?"

"N-nothing…Towers…are fun!" Satoshi stuttered. Krad laughed a little as he grabbed a leftover bowl of tortilla soup, "This is good…" He threw it in the microwave and heated it up. "Hey, Satoshi?"

"Huh?"

"You…should go on a date with Towa."

Satoshi went quiet for a moment. The microwave's timer went off and Krad grabbed his bowl of Tortilla Soup and tasted it, "Hmm…still needs to warm up a little more." He placed it back in the microwave and went into the white room again to finish painting the… (Dun dun dun!) Picture. "Why should I?" asked Satoshi. "Why should you what, Satoshi?"

"Go on a date with Toto."

"Miss Towa?"

"…No…Santa. Yes, miss Towa!"

"Well, you said you like her."

"I never said that!"

"You think she's hot!"

"Do not!"

"Geeze, you just like a kid, master Satoshi!"

"So what if I think she's hot?"

"HA! You admitted it!"

"Stop it Krad!"

"Bwahahaha!"

"Grrrrr…." Satoshi just ignored Krad and took over. Satoshi picked up the paint brush and dipped it in some red paint. It seemed that Krad was controlling Satoshi's arm, to finish the painting. "Just what are you painting Krad?"

"You can't tell?"

Satoshi took a closer look at the painting. His eyes widened in terror, "WAHHHHH! WHAT THE HECK KRAD!" Krad chuckled. "You want me to finish it Master Satoshi? It seems that you cannot handle this painting."
"Shut up, Krad! I can do this!"

"Fine, do as you wish."

Krad's voice faded, but his power did not. Satoshi was manipulated to finish the painting. The timer on the Microwave blared once again. Satoshi sighed, "Krad, take over so you can eat." …..no answer.

"Krad?"

Still nothing.
"Krad, answer me!" Satoshi's hand stopped moving. The painting was complete. Satoshi couldn't bear to look at it; he placed a white cloth over it and wrapped it up. "I need to call Daisuke…" Satoshi walked over to the microwave and glanced at the soup. He opened it and placed it back in the refrigerator, then walked over to the phone hanging on the wall. He dialed Daisuke's phone number.

Over at Daisuke's house, everyone was asleep, except for Towa and Dark. They were sitting at the dining table. "Got any fives, Toto?"

"Go fish, Dark…." Towa yawned. "I'm...kind of sleepy, Dark…Can we finish this tomorrow?" Just then, the phone rang. "Oh! I wonder who that could be." Towa got up and walked over to the phone and picked up the receiver, "Hello, Niwa residence!" she said in a polite yet tired voice. "Is Daisuke there?"

"Oh, good evening Satoshi Hiwatari!"

"Miss Towa?"

"Please call me 'Toto' Satoshi."

"…Is Daisuke there, Toto?"

"Um, Kind of…hold on…" She placed her hand over the phone and whispered to Dark, "Psst! Dark! Let Dai take over!" Dark blinked and sighed as he turned back into Daisuke. "Who is it, Toto?" Asked the adorable red haired boy. "Satoshi Hiwatari."

"Oh!" Daisuke took the phone from Towa. "Hello?"

"Daisuke, can you still communicate with Dark?"

"Yeah, I was just him. Why?"

"Oh…Well, I can't talk to Krad, he won't answer me."

"Is he asleep?"

"…..dang it…"

"What?"

"I didn't think of that."

"Haha, Satoshi, I think you're tired!"

"Maybe…'

"Say, why are you up this late anyways?"

"Oh, I had to finish the painting."

"Is it done?"

"Yeah…it's hideous too…"

Satoshi hung up the phone and wobbled to bed. Daisuke stood there puzzled on the phone for a moment, "no good bye?" Daisuke hung up the phone on his end too. Towa stood there with her hands folded politely in her lap, "what did Satoshi want?"

"Nothing really…"

"Oh, well that's random…OK off to bed Daisuke!" Towa grabbed Daisuke under his arms and flung him over her shoulder, "AH! TOTO WHAT ARE YOU DOING!"

"Bringing you to bed!"

"WHEN DID YOU GET STRONG ENOUGH TO CARRY ME!"

"Hmm, that's a good question."

"TOTO!"

"Come now, it's beddy-by time!" Toto flung Daisuke down on his bed and tucked him in…a little forcefully. "Good night!" Daisuke watched her leave the room and sunk down in his sheets, "Ugh…" He knocked out and was fast asleep. The next morning, Daisuke's mom came running inside Daisuke's room, "Dai, sweetie! Krad left you a letter!" there was panic in her voice as she pounced on her son's bed and shook him awake. Daisuke opened one eye and mumbled something. Emiko kept shaking her son, "THIS IS NO TIME TO BE SLEEPY, DAISUKEEEE! YOU GOTTA WAKE UP THIS IS SERIOUS, HONEY!"

"Dark and Krad made up, mommy…LEMME SLEEP!" Daisuke turned over and pulled his pillow over his head and tried to go back to sleep. Emiko blinked at him. She stood up and cleared her throat, "WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME? AND DON'T TALK TO YOUR MOTHER THAT WAY!" she pulled off all the sheets and Daisuke as well. Daisuke went flying across the room and hit the wall, "OWCHIES!" He flopped on the floor. Towa came running in the room, "What's going on!" She screamed in panic. Emiko turned and made herself presentable, "oh, nothing Toto," she said in a sweet, calm voice, "Just getting Daisuke up." Daisuke wobbled up off the ground and grabbed the letter from his mom and read it. It said to meet at the fountain in the park. "I'm leaving."

Emiko turned towards Daisuke and growled at him, "YOU AINT LEAVING THIS HOUSE UNTILL YOUR BED IS MADE!" Daisuke blinked at Emiko as a sweat drop formed on his head. "Err…Alright…" Daisuke made his bed and the made a mad dash for the back door. He ran down the streets and through allies, all the way to the park. Krad was waiting while singing something. Daisuke slowed down and crept up behind him to hear what he was singing. He could hear "Don'cha wish your girlfriend was HOT like me! Don'cha wish your Girlfriend was a freak like me! Don'cha! MMM baby! Don'cha!" Daisuke was in shock, for more than one reason! For one: Krad wasn't a bad singer, and second: WHAT he was singing. "Actually, no I don't, Krad. If my girlfriend looked like you, there would be something wrong." Krad's eyes widened, "FWAAAAA!" Krad jumped nearly 3 feet in the air. "DON'T SNEAK UP ON ME LIKE THAT!" Daisuke giggled, "You're not too bad Krad."

"SHUT UP!"

Daisuke turned into Dark, "So do you have the painting?"

Krad's cheeks were a little pink, but his expression was now serious. "Yeah, I got it in my jacket. Come on, we got to go get him."

Krad walked towards the theater as Dark followed him. "So Krad?"

"What?"

"What will the Painting do to him?"

"Many things….Many horrible, horrible things."

"Awesomeness on a bun…"

"What did you say?"

"Awesomeness on a bun."

"Heh, I like that."

They arrived at the Movie Theater and went to the counter. A security guard came up to them, "May I see your tickets?" Krad and Dark looked at each other. "We don't have any. We're just here to talk to someone," said Krad. The officer glared and examined them, "If I catch you two in a theater room, I'll report you." Dark waved his hand lazily, "Yah, yeah…" He walked to the bathroom. "Dark?"

"I'll be right back Krad."

Krad shrugged and faced the Counter. He saw Brian. "Can I talk to you a minute?"

Brian looked around himself and then pointed clueless to himself. Krad nodded. He walked out from behind the counter, "May I help you, sir?"

"Yeah, follow me, I saw something and I thought you might like it." Krad led him out back, behind the theater, Dark was already there. "EEK! ITS DARK MOUSY!" shrieked Brian fan girlishly. "Yeah…it's me."

"Ease up, Dark. Now, I want you to look at this, tell me if you like it."

Krad pulled out the painting and unwrapped it, showing it to Brian. Brian Screamed at the top of his lungs. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"Yes! Suffer, Brian!"

"But, my name's not even Brian! It's CAMERON!"

"EW! THAT'S EVEN WORSE!" yelled Dark. Cameron screamed and fell over lifelessly. Dark whistled in astonishment, "What's the painting look like?" Krad covered it back up with the white cloth. "Have you seen the movie The Ring?"

"Yeah, what about it?"

"Well, you know how they say, 'You see the ring before you die'?"

"…You didn't!"

"Oh…I did!"

"You Butt savage!"

"Haha! Pretty clever, huh?

"You painted the ring Samara saw in the movie?"

"Yep."

"You told me it would be the Care Bears molesting Timmy the Tooth."

"Yeah, but…I didn't have the right colors for it. Plus, it wouldn't have the same effect."