Duessel walked around the corner as Innes and Ephraim smirked at each other. "Something the matter, you two?" Duessel looked at Ephraim's arse but looked back up again when Ephraim gave him a disturbed look.

"Talk to him Ephraim!" Innes nudged Ephraim. "I doubt I can because of..."

"What the hell prince? You two shouldn't be - "

"I know Duessel", Ephraim sighed. "Some kind of glitch in the game"

"Ah"

"Anyway, it's okay, Duessel. Nothing wrong. Me and Innes just had a bit of a...cock up...earlier"

"Oh, you haven't made Innes' day all fucked up now have you sir?"

"Don't think. But he's such an arsehole", Ephraim grinned. Innes for a moment felt invisible, but he decided then to kick Ephraim in his bellend during his warm conversation with the Great Knight.

"So I was like - FUCK!" Ephraim suddenly exclaimed clutching his balls. "What was that for?"

"We need to go, bitch", Innes looked irritated.

"Where?"

"My room"

"OK! Duessel, I got to go anyway, Innes want to show me something in his room. Kind of private, you know?"

"Righty ho!" Duessel walked back around the corner, but then started to stroke his beard in disappointment. "Oh, crap. Ephraim's been knicked by Innes...oh well, I have plenty of bum chums already.GILLIAM!" he attempted to sprint down the corridor, but of course, it's pretty difficult when you're wearing armour...

And so, Innes lead Ephraim into his room. The walls were adorned with silver and most of his room was decorated in blue. He also had a gargantuan bed, that big you could throw a girly slumber party on just that alone. One thing that stuck out though was the pillows. Fluffy. And pink.

"Hey Innes, what gives with the pink cushions?" Innes blushed really bad.

"Sister's"

"Mmmyeah" Ephraim found that hard to believe. Him sleeping with his sister. That can't be legal. Unless he was faking it, and the pillows actually belonged to him...then again...pictures Innes cuddling pink fluffy cushion at night No. Fluffiness of pink cushions + assholeness of Innes is seriously not Ines-like. I bet he listens to gangsta music'.

Innes then ushered Ephraim into some posh-looking room. "There's something special I want to show you Ephraim". Ephraim held his breath. Is he going to- Then Innes pointed at a gigantic six foot box made of gold. Crap. But anyway, there were over a hundred locks on it. "What's kept in there is stronger than the Sacred Stones themselves". Innes shoved a key into Ephraim's hands and with both armed with keys, they started unlocking the box.

An hour later, all had been unlocked. Innes opened it, but there was another box in it...This time about a third of the previous' size. All that security for an object? That must be special.

Innes alone unlocked all the locks on the smaller box, but upon opening the box, a smaller chest was concealing the powerful object that dwelled within. "Last one", Innes said. "Now, stick your key in that right keyhole, and on the count of three, turn the key right". Innes put his key in the left lock as did Ephy put his in the right. "OK. One...two...three!" both jerked their keys right in the lock, and there was a click from the interior of the chest.

"Fire Emblem-"

"SHIT! How did you get your hands on that?"

"Hey I haven't finished you fool! It's the Fire Emblem: The Sacred Stones game cartridge".

sweatdrop "Huh? So...you're trying to say...that little circuit board you stick in a Gameboy Advance is stronger than what sealed away the Demon King?" Ephraim found it all too hard to swallow. He already had his mouthful with the fluffy pink cushions. "So...what now?"

"Dn't know. I just wanted to show you that", Innes said. "But it's important that only you and the Frelians know-"

"Yeah, so it doesn't fall into the wrong hands..." Ephraim's voice trailed off and he droolled a bit.

"Uhuh. Cause if that happens, someone could do some major tweaking with your brain. You don't do any of the thinking yourself Ephraim". Innes rolled his eyes, "I know, it sounds stupid. Everyone's got a brain but they can't use it without guidance of the cartridge".

"So, who created it in the first place?"

"The oh so mighty lords of Nintendo"

"Aha! But how can it fall into the wrong hands if everything's controlled by the game already?"

"Some people don't belong in the game but are still in it. I think they're called viruses?"

"Scheisse. I thought I had you" ("Shit")

"There goes another glitch. This place must be ridden with viruses"

"Nani?" ("What?")

"You're talking in different languages. But anyway, aren't you supposed to be somewhere else at the moment?"

"Oh, crap! My lecture with Father McGregor!" 'Damn, I can't go on his fluffy bed...' Innes sounded as if he was finished with what he wanted to do with Ephraim, but for a while, Ephraim's face had a smirk on it, and he was glancing down at Innes' backside...

"WEDGIE!"

"EPHRAIM YOU BASTARD!" Ephraim had already legged it. Innes lay pathetic on the floor, useless as a flopping kipper, as Tana suddenly walked into the room, yelling back outside 'I'm just gonna borrow his cushions! Wanna see what's wrong with him'.

"What's wro- oh, Innes, what are you all excited about?"

"Just get my boxers off my head..."

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