A savage wins the lady's heart. After all, who wants to prince when you can have an animal. Rawrrr!

Chapter 4: The Tempest: Star Ocean Edition: with Mirbel!:And cookies: And a lot of Colons: Eww sickos: not that kind!

Young Mirage was frolicking down the marry path with a basket of freshly pick sunflowers. The wind gentle giving her a cool embrace. Her hair matching the golden pedals of the flowers. Her lips the colour of roses. Her eyes the colour of the ocean after a storm. Anyways, enough description now unto the story.

Albel was watching this dame bounce in rhythm to the swaying trees. That was his favourite past-time. He occasionally would approach her whenever her father summoned him, but did not know what to say. This language they taught him was sure funny. Half of the words meant interesting sex positions in his tongue. His mother taught him all before she was eaten by a wolf. No wolves on the island but one magically popped up when she was using runology to make toast. Anyways, onto the story.

"Woman!" He screamed as he leapt in front of her. It was as if he were a wildcat pouncing on his prey.

She let out a small scream but turned that fear into adrenaline. Her hands clawed unto his shoulders, digging into his flesh, as her knee jolted towards his... well. He let out a cry a baby could not compete.

"What the hell, Albel!"

"Make mini Albels with me, maggot!" He insisted, which caused her to throw her fist at his stomach. "Never Mind!" His voice so high she couldn't hear.

"What on Klaus is going on!" A deep voice spoke.

"Daddy!" She sang. Her body turned around so quickly, the basket flew out of her arms and landing on top of Albel's head. This caused him to collapse to the earth. The flowers dancing towards the ground, landing beside him. "Why are we speaking in exclamation marks?"

"I don't know," Mr. Koas answered. "Where you trying to touch my daughter, peasant?"

Albel's face was squished on the ground while his body was immobile. His arms and legs spread out, as if he'd been run over by a bus.

"I'm trying to talk to you, slave!" Mr. Koas growled. His foot poking him to see if he would say something.

"I think he's dead." She said in an observing tone.

"He would be if he laid a finger on you." He barked. "You must be pure into you marry, child."

She rolled her eyes and planted a foot slated away from him. Her fists crossed against her chest.

"Don't you give me that! I am your father what I say goes!" He went on. "You must marry a Prince of another dojo."

She let out a sigh, getting rid of the tension from the pit of her belly. "I don't want to marry him."

A soft whimper was heard behind her. She jumped and twisted her body around. Cliff was standing with crimson tights showing his muscular physique. He wore a matching cape with a crown on his head that looked like he got it from Burger king. His hair blowing in the breeze.

"Who the hell are you?" She let out, instinctively.

"I love you, Mirage!" He pleaded as he opened his arms and frolicked towards her. Her hand slapped him across the cheek, leaving a handprint.

"You just met me!"

"I know, but I've been with so many woman and you are the one!" He spoke, charismatically. His teeth sparkled as he smiled.

She rolled her eyes as she exhaled. "What's with Shakespeare and showing lust at first sight? For meaning but geeze." Her hands clutched unto her hips as she looked towards the two men. "I could drool in my sleep, or have creepy habits and you think by looking at a woman she is the one?"

"You are the one for him, daughter!" Her father roared, like a lion. "You are the heiress to my dojo and must marry another heir to another dojo."

Her hands shook away from her hips into mid air. Her fingers curled into fists. "You lost your stupid dojo because you were too busy reading romance novels. Your brother took over and now you want it back!"

"That was a secret!"

"Everyone knew!"

Albel wiggled his head from the ground and lifted it to speak, "Even I knew, worm."

"And you marched into this guy's dojo and claimed it as your own." She scolded. "Who does that?"

Mirage snapped her head to Albel and back at Mr. Koas then back at Albel. Back at Mr. Koas and back at Albel. Back at.. ya I'm done. She looked at the poor soul with dirt sprinkled all over his face from the abuse. His eyes the colour of blood. The blood he would shed for her. His clothes, handmedowns of her fathers were bathed in grass stains. (His mother did not believe in pants.) Mirage picked up her sunflowers and marched towards him.

"Where do you think you're going, child?" Mr. Koas shouted, snatching the inside of her elbow.

"Don't call me, that!" She snarled, yanking her arm away from him. Her face was as red as her lips. Her eyes were fixed on him with a gaze as strong as Medusa's. He took a step back as his lungs inhaled the air. The four all stared at each other. The only sound was crickets chirping.

"So," Cliff broke the awkwardness. "I guess that means we leave?"

The crickets got louder.

"I have to admit something," Cliff added, "I think it was your father who was the one."

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Mr. Koas and Cliff left the island while Mirage and Albel populated it with 2935676546465456 children.

"I told you worm we'd make mini Albels!"

Mr. Koas and Cliff populated their own island and read romance novels together. Everyone lives happy ever after. Until they all die from a mystery wolf eating them. They made up with each other in the after life.

The End!

AN: (Albel, Cliff, Fayt, Maria, Mirage, Nel, Sophia, Adrey) Haven't written in awhile. Been studying The Tempest if you haven't noticed. School is draining...