WH00T! The Judas chapter! I thought about doing his chapter last, but then you'd all kill me. Most likely. Anyway…

Thinking

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I like pie. And flan. Mostly flan. What about FLAN PIE? That would be AWESOME! (Just kidding! XD)

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Loni started to talk. And that's not good, "hey, Judas…"

"…what?"

"Take your mask off."

"Why?"

"…you never take it off."

"I do, too!" I growled.

"No, actually, the only time you take it off is your Hi-Ougi…" Harold pointed out.

"And you don't take it off, it breaks. Then is magically repaired two seconds later." Loni sighed.

"So? Maybe I like the mask."

They said nothing for a while. Then they huddled together and started whispering to each other.

I glared at them.

What are they whispering? Why is Loni so close to Harold?

The latter was more important to find out at the moment, apparently.

"What in the world are you guys doing?" Nannaly tried to look like she didn't care that Loni and Harold were so close to each other.

They both turned to look at Nannaly, shushed her, and went back to their plotting.

She looked like she was going to horribly murder them both.

I sneaked over closer to them to attempt to hear what they were saying.

"…tan lines on his face from the skull?"

"Maybe…"

I felt myself blush.

I don't have tan lines on my face! …do I?

"Maybe there's something important written on the skull!"

"Like a shopping list?"

Harold smacked Loni upside the head.

"No, doofus, like instructions or something."

I sweat dropped.

Harold comes up with some pretty weird ideas…

"Instructions for what? Like to get to TREASURE?" Loni had shouted that last word and didn't even notice.

" YOU IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIDDDDDIIIIIIIIIIIIIOOOOOOOOOOOTTTTTT!" Harold roared.

I ran and hid behind a tree, not wanting to risk Harold's wrath.

Hiding behind a tree doesn't mean I'm a coward. It just means I'd like to live. Wait, who am I trying to convince?

As I convincing myself I was not a coward, Loni zoomed by, screaming like a little girl with Harold not far behind.

"YOU STUPID IDIOT! YOU COULD HAVE GIVEN AWAY EVERYTHING!" Harold bellowed carrying a sword ready to strike at Loni.

Hey… WHAT A MINUTE!

"THAT'S MINE!" I yelled as I yanked Chaltier away from Harold.

She turned around and pinned me to the tree, her eyes looked as if they were on fire.

Eep!

"You will give me the sword. You will give me the sword without a fight. And you will do so, RIGHT NOW!"

I gulped, "yes, ma'am!" I managed tosqueak out and handed her the sword.

She ran off without saying another word.

Loni was running as fast as he could towards any source of protection.

"NANNALY!" he clung to her, "Get 'er! Get 'er! Please!" he pleaded.

Her face turned red, "and why should I help you?"

"…because I'm so cute?" he tried.

Nannaly started to growl and Loni let her go and ran towards Kyle and Reala who were conveniently out of the away during all of this.

"HELP MEEEE!"

Loni was being chased by both Harold AND Nannaly. Sad, huh?

Anyway...

I slumped to the ground, my face red, and panting.

Man, Harold can be REALLY scary sometimes… I didn't know she was so strong

I stood up and looked around. They were all gone… over that way.

Well, might as well put myself in danger for no reason again…

I walked in the direction of Loni's scream for help.

They're all a bunch of idiots. All of them. Every single one of them.

Loni was running around Reala and Kyle in circles. Harold and Nannaly were chasing him, not seeming to notice that if they stopped he'd run right to them.

I watched them do this for a time until I got bored and amused myself with the task of trying to get to Kyle and Reala. Kyle was blissfully unaware of what was happening and Reala simply didn't care.

It's amazing how much Kyle is like his father… the resemblance is almost scary.

Loni was slowing down, now…

Getting tired, I assume.

…and Harold and Nannaly were gaining on him.

"I give… I GIVE!" Loni wheezed as he fell to the ground.

Harold took out a syringe and laughed maniacally while Nannaly just looked determined.

Loni cowered in fear.

I stepped closer to the (soon to be) commotion so I could get a better look at Loni's bloody pulp.

I had stepped too close, apparently, since they all looked at me. Then, Harold shouted, "GET HIM!" and Loni and her pounced on me. Nannaly looked confused.

I yelled (squealed) in shock as they attacked me.

"TAKE HIS MASK OFF!"

…I can't believe they went through all that for…

I tried to fight them off, but Harold still had Chaltier so I couldn't do much…

Loni wrenched my mask off of my head.

"I GOT IT!"

"OW, WHAT THE HELL?"

…what? It hurt!

"YEAH!"

I shielded my face as they were celebrating their victory.

"Ah, but we still can't see his face…" Loni commented.

"I'm on it!" Harold said, cheerfully.

Oh, curses. (I say that a lot. Not that I'm EVIL or anything.)

Harold took one of my hands in each of hers and held them firmly to the ground. She looked me straight in the eye. I gulped and could feel my cheeks heat up.

She studied me for a really long time. Suddenly, she grunted and looked like something had been confirmed. She got up and faced Loni.

"Yep, he has tan lines."

"I KNEW IT!"

"I do not!" I protested (whined).

"Judas has tan lines! Judas has tan lines! Judas has tan lines! Judas has tan lines! Judas has tan lines!" Harold and Loni sang in unison.

"I DO NOT!" I got up and tried to get my skull back (attacked them blindly).

"Hey, no, I'm keeping this!" Harold said.

"It's MINE!"

In the midst of the skirmish, (funny word… skirmish. XD) I heard something crack.

Loni held up the two pieces of what was formerly known as my mask.

"Whoops."

"Grr! Now I won't be able to take a DNA sample from the skull!"

Everyone looked at Harold, puzzled.

"Since, Judas' skin should be left on there… then I could make a CLONE!"

I sighed, "I hate you guys. I hate you guys with all of my heart."

"Aw! How sweet! We hate you, too!" Loni grinned.

"Shut up."

"Doesn't it usually repair itself?" Nannaly had recovered from her shock. (She saw the object of her affection jump on a 16 year old boy. Shocking!)

"It doesn't seem to be doing it this time…" Loni mused.

Meanwhile

"Look! That cloud looks like a pony!"

"All of the clouds look like ponies, according to you, Kyle."

"Heh heh."

Anyway…

"I don't think it's gonna fix itself…" I sighed.

"What'll you do, then?" Harold asked.

I went over to my bag and went through it.

"AHA!"

I had found my emergency skull. In case of emergencies.

They stared at me, dumbfounded, as I put it on.

"Feels good to have my mask on again."

"I hate you." Loni groaned.

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P84: Oh, yes, I'm cool.

Loni: You are NOT.

P84: How come you always are the one to talk with me?

Loni: … I dunno…

P84: Oh, yes, and I'm sorry if I make any mistakes, I never actually played ToD2. I read a bad translation.

Loni: Nobody cares.

P84: Yeah, yer right.