Disclaimer: LTP doesn't own NiGHTS into Dreams, NiGHTS Journey of Dreams, or Llamas with Hats.
Nightmaren with Hats 6
(opens in Jackle's room where NiGHTS stares at him, annoyed, with a suitcase in hand as a meat conveyer runs next to them)
NiGHTS: ...
Jackle: Aren't you gonna say it?
NiGHTS: Say what Jackle?
Jackle: That. My name, all offended and annoyed!
NiGHTS: I'm leaving Jackle.
Jackle: What?
NiGHTS: I'm moving out.
Jackle: It's the meat conveyer isn't it? You never were a fan of modern home design.
NiGHTS: It's a lot of things Jackle!
Jackle: Just let me explain. Efficiency, industry, never before has this many dead bodies been so manageable.
NiGHTS: Jackle.
Jackle: I'm the Henry Ford of human meat.
NiGHTS: I've already packed, I'm not coming back Jackle!
Jackle: Come on, we haven't even gotten to the big surprise yet!
NiGHTS: I'm sure it's very upsetting.
Jackle: Well now I don't even want to show you.
NiGHTS: Good, I do not want to see it!
Jackle: Man, you are being a huge B-hole right now.
NiGHTS: I'm not the one shoving people into a meat grinder!
Jackle: It's not a meat grinder, it's an orphan stomper.
NiGHTS: Gross.
Jackle: You know what's gross? Your attitude.
NiGHTS: Are you serious!?
Jackle: What have I done to deserve all this B-hole coming out of your mouth?
NiGHTS: It's everything Jackle! It's everything you've done ever!
Jackle: Everything? Even that time I helped Bomamba with her garden?
NiGHTS: You buried her there!
Jackle: It's what she would've wanted.
NiGHTS: You buried her alive!
Jackle: She wasn't keeping up with the weeding. As president of the home owner's association, I had to take immediate action.
NiGHTS: All you do is kill people Jackle!
Jackle: That's like saying all Mozart did was write songs.
NiGHTS: You are completely insane!
Jackle: Oh weird, that's what all these orphans said.
*roaring is head from outside, NiGHTS looks out the window to see a large, living dragon made of meat walking around the courtyard. It flaps its wings a bit, spraying meat blood on the window*
NiGHTS: Is that the surprise?
Jackle: Nooo.
NiGHTS: That looks like a meat dragon. Did you finish your meat dragon Jackle?
Jackle: Maybe.
NiGHTS: *sighs* It's horrifying Jackle.
Jackle: Thank you.
*Skype message comes on on a nearby computer screen*
NiGHTS: Hm? Who's contacting us?
LTP: *appears on the computer screen* Hey guys! How's it going over there?
NiGHTS: Hello LTP! Everything's been good so far, Reala found Selph and punched him in the face, 37 times. And Jackle's being, well...
Jackle: *off screen* I HAVE THE SHINIEST MEAT BICYCLE!
NiGHTS: ... Himself. At least he managed to stop crying for the time being.
LTP: ... Has Jackle been playing Borderlands 2?
NiGHTS: Yeah...
Jackle: *shoves his face into the web cam* I'M THE CONDUCTOR OF THE POOP TRAIN!
LTP: ... That sounds about right.
Pied: *get's in LTP's web cam* NO YOU'RE NOT! I'M THE REAL CONDUCTOR OF THE POOP TRAIN!
LTP: *shoves Pied out of the web cam as an anime vein mark appears* GUYS! ENOUGH! Besides, you both know full well that the true conductor of the poop train is Foxy the Pirate fox!
*all three start to argue as Reala comes in*
Reala: *confused* NiGHTS? What exactly am I seeing?
NiGHTS: *sighs* I don't even know anymore.