(To all the ppl who h8 the story: what do u want? If u don't like da story don't read it!Siriusly!)
"hey black tyrion." I said happily at dark Tyrion.
"Yo." He said all depression. "I'm here 2 ask if u got the 3rd season of Soul Eater in your castel?"
"No. I don't some stupid preppy girl wit blande hair came in and tooke it all. I wuz going to go on my comp and rebuy it all on rightstuff. L8ter today."
"og kool. I love that website. Well c ya."
"Bah." I ended.
"STOP RIGHT THERE CRIMINEL SCUM. U ARE COPIING MY IN NAME AND LOOKS. A LANNISPERT ALWAYS PAYS DABS! Another small man with blonde goald hair strolled i. It was…. Imp Daemon!
"We do not cow…" Said Dark Tyrion gothically. It turned out that dark tyrion was never a lannister but actually an ironbern. Ppl in pike thought he looked 2 much like Tyrion Lannister that they kicked him out of da islands. He is pretentious to be tyrion so he will get respect and GOLD. Anyways. Tyrion (Black)'s bore immediately rammed at Imp Daemon. He screamed when the tuck stabed him in the knee (almost exactly wat happened to Eddard in da book & tv show). He gasped and fell to his knee. The boar snuffed and 8 a piece of his hairball.
"BLACK TYRION YOU MOTHERFUCKER." Imp Daemon said in his last breath before fenting, dead.
"NOOOõOOOOOOo!" I screamed at the tape of my lungs.
"heh." Said b. tyrion before shooting a spell and leving in a puff of smook. Also his boar did the same.
Chapter 8.5
Pycella ran into the rome feebly on his stunted legs. He was carriying some milk of the poppy.
"The mil of the poppy is a mix of wolfsbane, thistle and Flea Bottom tears." He said the old man in the white beard.
"that's cool." I said sarcastically because I wasn;t good at science in high school. Pycells began to pore it down his throat feebly.
"ouille, at' hits da spot righ' there if me does says so's meeself!" yelled Imp Daemon, feinting again.
"u must lit him rast 4 a while, Eddard, he is v. weak and he has a wound just like Eddard in da T.V. show." Pycellz left da room and I sat on the hospital bed w/ Imp Daemon. I cried a tear of salty and it splooshed onto his face, creating a tornado cyclone dat cleaned all his pores. I left and went 2 go see Cateleyn.
I saw Catelyn at the dining table in the Great Hall. She was wearing a neon green top with ripped skinny jens. Her earrings were light blu and large. She was wearing some converse shoes and a Hatsune Miko necklace pendant. She put her hair up into a bun.
"oh hey Eddard." She said sadly. "um, all these Catelyns in this world is making me VERY confused! From now on, u should call me 'Ghoul Gurl'."
"CATELYN TULLY STARK. WTF do you think ur doing?" Sansa ran into the room angrily and spied underneath the table. A man w/ blonde curls and fat lips stood up. He was wearing a red shirt that said 'Dattebayo' on the front in bold orange letters. He wore some black shoes &skinny jeans.
"Oh, hello there, Santa, I was just talking 2 your mother." Said Joffreu Baratheon in an English accent.
"WTF are u doing w/ my lord husband, Catelyn? Joff is mine!"
"my daughter… Joff was my husband since years before u were born. I was so confused so I ran into da croner and started crying (can u imagine sean Bean crying in a corner?). Sansa was furious.
Author note: (I hope u are enjoying the contente. More is on the way… it will get better!)