"I hate Venus..." Piper mumbled.
"What's that?" Dark Ace turned to look at her, a stupid grin plastered on his face.
"Eh, nothing!" she chirped. "Nothing at all!"
"Oh. Because if something's bothering you, don't hesitate to let me know."
Oh, nothing's wrong, Dark Ace. Just the fact that you're obsessed with me and have kidnapped me and are now flying me to who-knows-where. NO problemo, she thought to herself. After a brief prayer that the others would find her soon, Piper proceeded to lean back in the skimmer seat and attempt a quick nap...
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Aerrow and the others landed on the Condor's runway, Eros crashing face first into the metal, then bounding up. "I'm okay!" he proclaimed. No one even batted an eyelash. He frowned. "No one cares about me..."
On the ship, Venus was trying to keep a salivating Stork from pouncing on her. "Hello...dears," she panted. "Get...off...of...me!"
"Marry me!" was Stork's only response.
"Mom..."
"Yes, dear..."
"Did you use the girdle again, or what?"
"Well, he was pissing me off-"
"Oh, yeah, and he's totally making you laugh with glee right now."
Venus shot her son a dirty look, before kicking Stork in the gut with her foot. He crumpled backwards into an unconscious heap of green. Junko merely sighed, then picked him up and left.
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"So...where are we going?"
He was silent.
"Hello?"
Silence.
"He-lloooooo?"
More silence. Piper slapped her forehead. Great. Not only did he love her, he was mute, as well.
Juuuust wonderful.