AC: Another short and humorous story.

Short story 2: Explain Hentai to Aval'par and he'll...

(One day Remi met Blal'drin)

Remi was alone with Aval'par in Gal'Drad house. It was very quiet right now. Anyone who would pass in front of it would believe to be empty. Aval'par wasn't sure he could trust Remi like his friend even if the tip about the survey was the perfect idea. It was getting awkward and one of them had to find a sentence.

"Gal'Drad sure is busy today." Remi said.

"You're not happy about it."

"Not really. I know it is hard on him. You and I are the one only really standing by his side right now. I also miss that we aren't together more often."

"The strangest Chaotic player that ever come here."

"I'm the only too I guess. Hope it's the good strangest and not the bad one."

"What's the difference?" Aval'par asked mentally smirking.

"The bad one could those who saw the death and killed people. They think that what they do is normal when it is just so wrong." Remi was sick at the thought.

"Care to enlighten me in the matter?"

"Not really. I prefer not to think too much about it. Our town had one of these people. I could have been one of his victims."

Aval'par said nothing about it. It was a subject that the Chaotic player didn't want to talk about.

Once again, nothing was said. Awkwardness was coming again and someone had to think of something. This time, it was Aval'par.

"Remi. Are you someone very knowledgeable on terms?"

"I don't know everything." Remi said. "You can ask the question."

"Alright. There is a word I read in a Chaotic player mind once. I never had time to search more and find the answer of the word since she ported out."

"What did she thought?"

"She thought something about hentai. I forgot the rest."

Remi stopped looking at Aval'par and turned around. He wasn't facing him. He said nothing. Aval'par could see his skin turning red and covering in sweat.

"Was that a very intense swearing you Chaotic player have?" Aval'par grunted and turned his hands into fist. His tentacles were agitated by his anger.

"N-Not a swearing or an insult." Remi said very fast.

Aval'par got it at least. He calmed down.

"What does it mean?"

Remi said nothing. He finally opened his mouth before Aval'par asked again.

"Ignorance is the best option."

"I'm a Chieftain. I can take everything you tell me."

"What was she wearing?" Remi asked.

"What kind of question is what?" Aval'par didn't expect that.

"I just want to know if her clothes could explain it."

"Something you called a skirt. Like a uniform since I saw a few others wearing it during the war at a particular moment when they come to Perim." Aval'par believed it was useless.

"High school uniform, that didn't help your case at all." Remi said. His eyes were darker.

Aval'par wasn't expecting the clothes to worse what Remi was thinking.

"Hentai means." Remi called his courage. "It means perversion or abnormal when it comes to mating. That's the real definition and not the wrong one we had. Just to go around a law that type she must be thinking."

"What was it?" Aval'par asked. He didn't like it, but he had to know.

"Are you aware of this term?" Remi whispered it.

"Yes. I know what it means." He wasn't sure where this is going.

"Since you are though, I'll go straight forward. I never see it or intend too, but I know what it means. The hentai she thought was..." Remi told him.

Aval'par eye extended to his maximal size and he backed away. His arms shook of anger and disgust while he looked at his tentacles and then at Remi. He breathed at a unusual past. He suddenly felt sick and dirty inside.

He put his hand over his stomach and he ran to a corner and upchucked. Remi didn't see how he could do it, but it was the result. Remi waited for a moment for him to calm down. Gal'Drad will not be happy to see the floor in this state.

Aval'par finally stopped.

"What kind of sick mind you Chaotic player have?!" Aval'par shouted disgust and repulse by Chaotic player. "If any M'arrillian who had tentacles knew about, they would immediately eliminate your kind without hesitation to imagine...that!"

He then vomited again.

"Don't look at me. Most humans aren't interested at this stuff or censor it. I'm not someone who watch this before you ask." Remi said. "That's why I told you ignorance was better. You're vomiting non-stop because you know the true. You also told me that you were strong because you are a Chieftain. You are very brave, but not strong enough for this kind of true."

Aval'par stopped vomiting, he was empty now.

"That is just wrong." Aval'par said weakly. "I can't say this to anyone or I'll just make Gal'Drad crazy and I have to drive it out of my soul."

"Don't tell me you gonna cut your tentacles."

"No way!" The M'arrillian replied. "I'll just have to forget it or get over with just like our defeat against the other tribes."

Remi blocked his nostril.

"It's starting to smell horrible. I'll stick with you when he's coming back. I don't want you to face him alone. Anyway, we should-"

Remi was cut when Gal'Drad returned inside.

"Sorry I'm late. Milla'iin just didn't stop telling me that I should-"

He saw a purple flask on the ground smelling horrible. He knew what it was. Aval'par was also near it.

"What happen here?!" Gal'Drad shouted.

Remi didn't expect his entire body to literally turn red. Gal'Drad was above mad.

"Well...See ya." Remi ported out.

"You traitor!" Aval'par shouted.

"Aval'par...Why did you vomit on my perfectly cleaned floor?!" Gal'Drad shouted, even redder than before.

"Well...You see..."

Everyone in the Deep Mine, to the loud Coliseum of the Underworld heard a loud scream of pain and close to agony. It wasn't the only thing they heard.

"CURSE YOU!"

Aval'par just cursed Remi wisdom.

AC: That's the end of the second mini story.

The third one: You caught something.

Flashback when Gal'Drad and Remi were in the village of the Overworld.

The fourth one: The wonders of hamburgers.

Gal'Drad, Aval'par and Blak'drin tasted some human junk food.

I'll put more of them when I had ideas or suggestions.