After thirty minutes, Craig walked over to me, and held his dagger in the air. "Sayonara, princess," he said. Just before he could deliver the blow, a strange figure appeared in front of me, blocking the strike with a sword. Craig was pushed back, and in a short time, I recognized the figure. It was Stan. "Don't you dare hurt the princess!" He yelled. "Fantastic," Craig said sarcastically. "I don't know why we waited, but we'll compensate for that by ending you too!" "Like hell you're going to kill me, let alone the princess." "You think you can take on the both of us, Knight of Zaron?" "As long as me and my allies are still alive, then yes. If you going to stand in my way, I have no choice but to defeat you! Which is what will happen starting now!"
An intense fight ensues. As the three were trading blows and dodging, I couldn't help but notice at how acrobatic they were. It was astonishing. I haven't seen such from Stan since the fight with Clyde, but this time it was even more impressive. After several minutes, Craig and Tweek were knocked out unconscious via sword attacks, with the battle coming to a close.
Stan rushed over to me, cut the rope around me, and pulled off my gag. "Stan, thank goodness you're here! I was so scared!" I cried, overjoyed. "I was worried about you, my lady. I didn't see you anywhere in the castle. I thought maybe you'd hide somewhere. I was fixated on driving the humans away. Once reinforcements arrived, we won, but I was searching everywhere for you." "I'm sorry I didn't tell you were I would be. I was again, too scared. I figured the forest would be the safest place to hide since the humans were swarming the castle, but then Craig and Tweek found me." "I see." I got off the stone table, and started walking. Stan placed his left hand on my left shoulder. "Where are you going, my lady?" He said, as I turned around. "The castle. I'll order the elves to rebuild it as soon as we arrive there." "No need, my lady. They've already started on that." "Really?" "Yes." "Thank you, Stan. I didn't think you would do that ahead of time." "No problem." "But now that the battle is over, we should check on the elven king." "He's also fine, my lady." "Then do you want me to come over to your house? We could do something fun." "Duh."
Later, I was at Stan's house, searching through the cupboards for board games. He then turned on the TV, and had a controller in his hands. "Watcha doing, Stan?" I asked. "Playing Street Fighter," Stan replied. "Can I play, too?" I said. Stan looked at me with a confused look. "Are you underestimating me because I'm a girl?" I said, slightly angrily. Stan was trembling as he said, "What? No, no! If you want, you can play!" He hands me another controller, and we begin playing together. After losing two matches, Stan began bragging; he got up and was dancing. "Aww, man…" I said. "You'll never win against me in a game," Stan said. "Shut up!" I said, getting up and punching Stan in the left arm with my right hand, before we both laughed. Then, we heard an ice cream truck. We rushed outside with our wallets. Stan got mint ice cream, while I got vanilla. It was the best vanilla ice cream I've had. Afterwards, we watched several movies in a row. I later returned home, going straight to bed after brushing my teeth and slipping into my pajamas.