Mr.Who2123: Hello! I'm not high today, so I'm going straight to disclaimers…
Kratos: Good
Mr.Who2123: Hey! Just to make you mad, I'm going to drink 2 pints of coffee, and a quart of sugar!
Kratos: Since you'll die, I'd like to watch.
Mr.Whp2123: (evil glare, and then drinks all the coffee, and eats all of the sugar. Then, Mr.Who2123 begins to twitch, and then jumps around everywhere, showing she's super high)
Mr.Who2123: Let'sdoDisclaimers! Let'sdoDisclaimers! Let's ssummonmycheese!
Kratos: …
(Cheese poofs in)
Kratos: Cheese is an inanimate object, idiot…
Mr.Who2123: Notanymore! (Mr.Who2123 eats the cheese, and notices she ate the disclaimer person) Mycheese! Mycheese! Mr.Who2123doesnotownTalesofSymphonia, butifIdid, cheesewouldruletheworld!
Kratos: Cheese is an inanimate object!
Mr.Who2123: Beginbegin!
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Kratos and Anna were finally at the gates of Meltokio, and Anna had widened her eyes to a whole new extent. Kratos folded his arms and watched as her companion looked at every single detail of the gate, and the outside area. While in the midst of her inspection of what the gate is made out of, Kratos was finished waiting.
"Anna, we're not even inside, and you are acting like a maniac. Let's go inside," Kratos said, and Anna looked back at him with a gleam in her eye.
"Yeah! I wonder what it is like inside!" she exclaimed, and opened the large gate, only to be stopped by to guards covered in green armor.
"What's your business, woman?" one asked, his covered head turned to Anna. Kratos walked next to Anna, and folded his arms.
"Why do you have to ask business? I came here before, and you wouldn't do this," he said calmly, feeling for the hilt of his sword.
"Tough guy, aren't you? You look like you're from Mizuho. Why should we let you traitors in anyways?" the other replied, gripping his spear menacingly.
"We have come here just to stay for the night, and you have no right to stop us!" Anna exclaimed. "We are not from Mizuho, we're from-," Kratos placed a hand over her mouth, and she stopped.
"Are you looking for a fight, woman?" the knight inquired, taking a step towards her. Kratos immediately knew the danger, and stepped in between the two, holding his flamberge in his hand.
"We're from Sybak, and we have come to stay the night. Please let us through," he ordered calmly, the knights gently ticking the patience off him.
"Fine, whatever," the knight groaned, and lifted their spears. As soon as the two guards were out of earshot, Anna bombarded Kratos with questions.
"Where's Mizuho? Why did they say we're traitors? Did Mizuho do something bad? Where's Sybak anyways? Are you really from it?" she asked, bobbing up and down as she spoke. Kratos sighed and rolled his eyes at the same time.
"It's enough having those knights tick you off, but being ambushed by questions is worse," he muttered under his breath, and then answered Anna. "Mizuho is a village of ninja traitors, and it's on the other continent. Sybak is also from the other continent, and no I'm not from Sybak," Anna, being satisfied with her answers, looked around at Meltokio. She gasped at all the nicely dressed nobles, and all the shops and houses.
"It's HUGE!" she yelled, doing her trademark "twirl." A few of the passer-bys stopped to stare at Anna's little act, and then would continue to do what they were doing. Kratos shook his head, and led her to the inn. Just as Anna said before, it was huge as well. Kratos ordered a room with two beds, and Anna practically raced up the stairs to see the bedroom. Two large beds with red thick sheets were on each side, and a huge wardrobe. There was a large balcony and a table for anything.
"It's so pretty," she said, and opened the balcony door. She let the wind brush by her and shift her hair for a minute before returning to Kratos.
"I'm going to the church. They might have some sacred wood," he explained as he turned to leave.
"Wait a minute, you're not impressed?" she asked, pointing to the beautiful room.
"Anna, I've seen a lot in four thousand years, and I don't get impressed easily," he relied, and then turned to leave.
"Humph! Don't get impressed, huh?" she murmured, and then set her mind on a plan…
"I might have some wood, sir, but why do you need it?" a priest inquired Kratos an hour and a half later.
"I have my reasons. I just need enough to light a fire for about two hours," Kratos replied calmly, and lifted his hands to indicate the size. The priest nodded, and then turned to the room on the side.
"I'll look, sir," the priest said, and left the door.
A few minutes later, the priest came back with empty hands, and a sullen expression.
"We're fresh out, sir," the priest apologized, and then Kratos made his way out of the church. What a waste of time, he thought. It took him an hour just to be able to talk with a priest, and he didn't have any sacred wood.
"I hope Anna is in better spirits," he muttered, and returned to the inn.
Anna decided to play a little trick on Kratos. Sure it was brutal, but it would be worth it to watch Kratos in agony and in embarrassment. Anna had done an original trick with the bucket on top of the door. She had asked the manager for a spare, metal bucket, and filled it with burning hot water.
Kratos charged up to his room. He was annoyed he had to stay in Meltokio and now he
was angry at the stupid priest who didn't have sacred wood. He turned to his inn room,
and noticed the door was ajar, and not latched closed. Too agitated to care, he thrust the door open, hoping to have Anna cheer him up.
Kratos heard a creak, and looked up to see a metal blur fall on his head. BANG! The metal clanged on his head, and hot water poured down his face. Kratos seethed not from the water, but from the pure anger that roused in him.
He thrust the bucket off to show a crimson face and not from the water either.
Anna came out of her hiding place, and began to laugh, tears coming down her face.
"Hahaha! You ahahahahahahaha! Fell Hahahahaha for IT! Hahahahaha!" she yelled as she fell on the floor, her laughing unrestrained and relentless. Kratos twitched with rage, and stormed over to the woman.
"What, may I ask was THIS DOING ON THE TOP OF THE DOOR?" he screamed at the laughing woman, and she died down her laughter.
"C'mon! It was just a joke!" she said, laughing a little from her comment.
"humph," Kratos had expected a warm welcome, but not this kind of warm!
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Mr.Who2123: Yipee! Another chappie by me! (That rhymes!)
Kratos: Idiot…
Voice Mail: We are sorry, but Mr.Who2123 is not here at the moment. She is feeding her chinchillas.
Kratos: She's gone? Yes! (tries to leave, but the fence is still around him) Crap!
Mr.Who2123: Hey, guys! Sorry, I wasn't here for 2.5 seconds!
Kratos: (mutters something about idiots)
Mr.Who2123: Anyways, I'm done with my high, thanks to Kratos who stared at me through the whole story
Kratos: That doesn't make sense!
Mr.Who2123: Your point?
Kratos: I'll kill you one day…
Mr.Who2123: Review!