"...no."
"So let's recap the past fifteen minutes of your life, doctor." She glared at him. "You walked in. You took one look at him. You determined that there's absolutely nothing you can do to keep him from no longer existing." She smiled sadistically. "How am I doing so far?"
"Er...very...well, your highness?"
"I thought so. Then you turned around. You saw me. You stuttered incoherently like the bumble-head you really are. And then I fired you."
He blinked. "You...you did?"
"Oh, I DIDN'T?" she exclaimed, her voice drenched in ooey-gooey sarcasm. "My, my, I must've forgotten. Well, in that case, I better do it now." She pulled out a crystal and slammed it to his chest. "You're fired," she snapped.
In a matter of seconds, the Blazer began to glow, and the smell of burning fabric filled the air.
"AAAAH! GET IT OFF ME!" And the unfortunate doctor proceeded to charge out of the room.
Cyclonis sat down on the only chair in Dark Ace's sparsely furnished room. Watched him sleep, his breathing ragged and labored.
"Damn it," she grunted to herself, for no apparent reason.
And then she got up and left.
OOO
A/N: So obviously everyone can tell who won the poll.
Flibber-ti-gibit, believe it or not, someone actually voted for the Repton option. Whoever that was, I'm not sure if I should commend you or get you locked up, but either way, seeing that little green bar next to his name made me crack up. Filled my mind with all sorts of plot-bunnies and crack!pairing ideas that I soon shot dead, because there's just something extremely disturbing about that...that...sorta...thing.
I'm not sure why.
It just is.