The Final Outtakes
AN: Sorry updates are kind of slow. But you know, life. Cue the heavy sigh. If you guys want to see anything specific, let me know and I'll add extra scenes :o)
Two: Sexy's Back
Tymmie suppressed the shudder that crawled down his spine as he navigated through the dark, underground tunnel. Several doors lined a long hallway, and he passed by rooms that were labeled TOBY, MALCOLM, AURA, HECTOR, TAEMESTRA, among various others. This place gave him the creeps.
The place? The Hall of Lost Plot Devices, a hidden chamber where characters that were only used to further the plot resided after they came to their anticlimactic end. Tymmie had been avoiding this area like the plague, especially when he witnessed first hand how it sucked up Lambert, spewing out some oddly familiar looking Follower named Adamantis to replace him.
Tymmie finally reached one of the older doors, where the characters from long, long ago resided eternally. Brushing back cobwebs, and scraping off the grime, Tymmie exhaled when he discovered that he had found the right room.
"Karyl?" He said, knocking on the door.
No response.
"Karyl?" He tried again, louder this time.
Ominously, the door creaked open, and Tymmie sauntered in carefully. "Karyl?" He asked in bewilderment, seeing that the room was decked head to toe in the latest gym equipment. A lone figure sat in the corner.
"Karly? Is that you?" Tymmie hardly recognized his best friend as he sat on a bench, pumping dumbbells, "What are you doing?"
"Can't talk," Karyl said robotically, lifting the weights up and down frantically. Sweat glistened on his forehead, "Must…strengthen…sex…appeal…"
Tymmie gawked at him, "What?"
"There's only one book left! If I continue to seem unattractive, I'll never get anymore face time!" Karyl glanced up, and Tymmie shirked back at the half-crazed look in his eyes, "Do you know how embarrassing it would be to be remembered as Cassandra's lackey? Do you?!"
Tymmie wisely took a few steps backwards, "Hey man, chill out."
"Easy for you to say, you sexy Infidi Follower you!" Karyl had moved on to bench pressing. "Leave me alone! I've got iron to pump and body mass to establish!"
Tymmie blinked, "Don't you want food? Fresh air? You've been couped up in here an awfully long-"
"No time! Must emasculate!" Karyl began to bench press with added vigor.
"Right…well…I'll come get you in December then…" Tymmie trailed off awkwardly, slowly backing out of the fitness gym.
"I'll be ready," Karyl's eyes narrowed, "Oh, I'll be ready."