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Jevil: OOO! IS THIS THE PLACE FOR ME, ME?

King: I'm not crazy.

Spamton: AEHAHEHAHAEHAH! Me neither.

Jevil: BEING SANE IS FOR LOSERS LIKE SPAMTON! HEE HEE!!

King: Oh no, I'm stuck with the crazies.

Spamton: SHUT UP you [Slimy Sponge]!!!! YOU'LL SEE. ONE OF TH3S3 DAYS I'LL BE A [Big Shot.] [Big Shot]!!! [BIG SHOT]!!!!1

King: Damn robot, so annoying.

Jevil: YOU CAN START BY NOT LIVING OUT OF A GARBAGE CAN. AT LEAST THE KING IS LOCKED OUTSIDE IN HIS FREEDOM.

Spamton: KRIS's FRIEND SAID HE"ll [[Make me a Room]].

Jevil: FUNNY. I BELIEVE HE'S MAKING ME A ROOM TOO! WE CAN BE ROOMMATES!!

Kris: Don't bring me into this.

Spamton: MY [Life} is PAIN. I THINK ILL J UST STAY in the [Dumpster].

Jevil: MORE ROOM FOR ME! UEE HEE HEE!!

Spamton: WATCH YOUR B4CK, you nasty [Little Worm.]

Jevil: LOVE YOU TOO, SALESMAN!

Spamton: I WANT A [[Divorce]].

Jevil: BOO HOO. I DON'T WANT TO DIVORCE YOU. :(

Spamton: Sighs. I LIKED YOU B3TTER when you WEREN'T [Crazy].

Kris: Low blow.

Spamton: HEY-Y-YY! KRIS!! YOU DON"T LIKE [Me] BECAUSE I'm [Crazy]!! THAT's a [[Ripoff]].

Jevil: NO, THEY DON'T LIKE YOU BECAUSE YOU SMELL LIKE TRASH.

Spamton: SAYS SOMETHING about YOU, [Marrying] SOMEONE WHO5 [Smells like trash].

Kris: I don't like you because you tricked me.

Spamton: KRIS! YOU [Friend Request Accepted]]!! DO YOU TH1NK I [Smell like trash]???

Kris: Yes.

Jevil: HEE HEE! KRIS AGREES!

Spamton: FINE. YOU 2 DES3RvE Each Other.

Jevil: BUT SPAMTON, WHERE WOULD I BE IN THIS WORLD WITHOUT YOU TO MAKE ME LOOK BETTER?

Spamton: DEAD? I'M THE ONE WHO [[Paid the Bills.]]

Kris. Paid.

Jevil: DON'T BE SO DRAMATIC! EVEN THOUGH THINGS ARE DIFFERENT NOW, YOU WOULDN'T HAVE LET ME DIE BACK THEN, SPAMMY. Makes a little heart bullet.

Spamton: Tries and fails to be cute... WAIT! DON'T THINK YOU CAN FOOL THIS [Big Shot] WITH THAT [[Lousy Pitch]]!!!

Jevil: AWH! YOU'RE JUST AS UNATTRACTIVE AS EVER, SPAMMY! MY BARGAINS AND AFFECTION ARE GENUINE. UNLIKE SOMEONE I KNOW.

Kris: What the fuck is going on?

Spamton: KRIS, THIS DOESN'T 1nvolve you!! AND watch your [&%#$@!%] LANGUAGE!

Kris: Don't test me. I beat you twice. I'll do it again.

Jevil: HEE HEE! SPAMMY CAN'T HANDLE FUCKING SWEARS!

Spamton: SHUT THE [%!*#] UP, JEVIL. ST0P PUSHING MY [Buttons].

Jevil: WHICH ONES? THESE? Pokes Spamton's red cheeks. OR THIS ONE? Playfully boops Spamton's nose.

Kris: I'm either going to kill both of you or cry from how sweet this is.

Spamton: Growls in a glitched voice. Snaps at Jevil's finger, trying to bite it as Jevil boops his nose.

Jevil: OOO, WE ARE A BIT FIESTY TODAY, AREN'T WE SPAMMY DEAR?

Spamton: DON'T CALL M3 [Spammy] in FRONT OF KRIS!!

Jevil: WHY NOT? YOU EMBARRASSED? HMMMM?

Lancer: Nice.

Spamton: AM NOT! MY EYES ARE [[Burning]] JUST BY LOOKIN G AT YOU. CLEARLY I'm NOT [Embarrassed] OR I WOULD BE BLUSHING. Touches his hand to his cheek and realizes he's blushing somehow, even though he already has red cheeks.

Jevil: UEE HEE HEE!! YOUR EXPRESSION CONTRADTICTS YOUR WORDS, DEAR SPAMMY! DO I SMELL... BLUSHING???

Lancer: Gross. Pipis.

Jevil: PIPIS, PIPIS!!

Spamton: STOP IT! YOU KNOW [Pipis] is My [Weakness]!!!

Jevil: HEE HEE! I KNOW IT'S YOUR WEAKNESS INDEED. STINKY.

Lancer: Pipis.

Spamton: WHAT DID I D0 T0 [Deserve] THIS?? All I WANTE D WAS 2 BE A [Big Shot]. INSTEAD I got a [[Nagging Husband,]] A [Friend] WHO ACTUALLY HAT3S M3... AND A [Round Blue Boy]???

Susie: Hands off, man. He's my round blue brother.

Spamton: HE LITERALLY Inserted HIMSELF IN 2 the [Conversation].

Lancer: I'm Susie's cool round blue brother! I just wanted to watch! Eats popcorn.

Susie: Hey, save me some popcorn, Lancer! I gotta see this too.

Spamton: GO AWAY, I'm BUSY ARGUING WITH MY [Friend] KRIS AND MY [Husband].

Lancer: Here you go, Susie! Turns to Spamton. Never knew a weirdo like you could get a husband!

Spamton: JEVI!!! DEFEND MY [Honor]!1! ...OH WAIT, HE [[Hates]] me too.

Susie: That sounds like a divorce waiting to happen.

Spamton: BELIEVE ME, I'VE TRIED. HE WON"T L3AVE ME [Alone], the OBNOXIOUS [Clown].

Lancer: Curiously looks over Spamton. Ho ho ho! I'm surprised Jevil likes you.

Spamton: ...YOU KNOW WHAT, FINE. YOU WIN. I should just go back to my dumpster... AHEAHEAHEAHHA!! JUST KIDDING, YOU [Funky Worms]!! 5here's NO GETTING RID OF ME!!!!

Jevil: SPAMTON IS A PIECE OF GARBAGE BUT HE'S MY PIECE OF GARBAGE. Turns to Spamton. SPAMMY, WAS THAT GOOD?

Spamton: HONESTLY, THE [Dumpster] is SOUNDING PRETTY GOOD R1GHT NOW. JUST SO I CAN G3T AWAY FROM YOU, MY [Dear Jevi].

Jevil: AWH, SPAMMY! I KNEW YOU STILL HAD REPRESSED FEELINGS FOR ME. AS SHY AS EVER, I SEE. HEE HEE!

Spamton: AS IF!!! IV'E MOVED ON. I HAV3 A NEW [Boyfriend] now.

Jevil: ...MIKE?

Spamton: AHEAHEAHAHAEA!! Seems [Someone] HAS DONE A BIT OF [Back Alley Social Media Stalking] if you KNOW HIS NAME!!!

Jevil: IS IT REALLY STALKING IF THE POST HAPPENS TO SHOW UP ON MY FEED?

Spamton: OH, THAT"S MY BAD. I forgot to [[Block]] YOU.

Jevil: ... ...I'M GLAD YOU COULD FIND SOMEONE AS REPULSIVE AS YOU, DEAR SPAMTON. I HOPE HE MAKES YOU HAPPY.

Lancer: That's sad. Eats popcorn.

Spamton: AEHAEHAE!! ...

Jevil: ...Uee hee... hee...

Spamton: HEY!! DON"t [Laugh] at ME!!

Jevil: IT'S NOT MY FAULT YOUR LAUGH IS CONTAGIOUS.

Spamton: I AM SO [Happy} in MY [#$!@^&#] RELATIONSHIP I COULD [Killed] You. ...

Jevil: GREAT, GREAT!! BUT YOU KNOW I WON'T GO DOWN EASY! I CAN DO ANYTHING!!!

Spamton: SPLENDID!! NOW'S YOUR CHANCE TO BE A [Big Shot]!!!!! Tries to prepare an attack but is clearly unsure of himself.

Jevil: I CAN EVEN DO... THIS! Quickly closes the gap between them and kisses Spamton's pointy nose. JUST A LITTLE GOODBYE KISS FOR MY DEAR SPAMMY. UEE HEE HEE! Spins around in the air with an annoying cartoon spinning sound.

Spamton: Blushes and scowls at Jevil, flustered. STOP MAKING THAT [Noise] YOU [Nasty Sponge]!! BESIDES, YOU SHOULDN" T KISS SOMEONE'S [Eyes Nose Mouth] WHEN THEY HAVE A [Boyfriend.]

Jevil: Stops spinning. JOKE'S ON YOU, I HAVEN'T SIGNED THE DIVORCE PAPERS!!!

Spamton: ...AEHEAHE!! I SHOULDN T BE SURPRISED. YOU'VE N3V3R [[Played Fair]].

Jevil: UEE HEE HEE! I PLAY FAIR! I PLAY 4D CHESS WHILE YOU PLAY CHECKERS!!!

Spamton: THAT'S NOT [[Fair]] AT ALL! YOU COME FROM A [[$3.99 Pack of Cards]] SO OF COURSE YOU're GOOD AT ALL THAT. I'M A [$#%*!@%] PUPPET!!

Jevil: DIDN'T YOU COME FROM A COMPUTER THOUGH? DON'T YOU KNOW EVERYTHING?? HMMM???

Lancer: I have a knife!

Spamton: Addressing Lancer. THIS IS A [Private Matter]. GO AWAY, [[Slime]]!!!

Jevil: Addressing Spamton. YES! YOU'RE A STINKY GARBAGE PUPPET THAT LOVED ME. HEE HEE!!

Lancer: I added dynamite to my bike. Now it has twice... no, thrice the speed! Zoooooom!

Spamton: [[Loved]]. PAST TENSE. ITS not like I STILL D0 0R ANYTHING!!!

Jevil: YOU'RE HORRIBLE AT LYING, TSUN-SPAMMY.

Spamton: DON"T CALL ME THAT!! I'M NOT [[Lie]]!! YOU're THE ONE WHO NEEDS TO [move on] and [Shut Your Mouth]!!!!

Jevil: HEE HEE! I SAW THAT BLUSH WHEN I GAVE YOU THAT KISS! I THINK FOR A MOMENT YOU WERE IN BLISS!! TRUE, TRUE. I NEED TO MOVE ON. BUT WHAT ABOUT YOU? ISN'T MIKE JUST A REBOUND?

Lancer: Zooooom! Zooooom! Hey pa, wanna ride my bike!?

Spamton: EAEHAHAA!!!!! YOU CAN'T [Prove] ANYTHING!!! ...I... don't remember what happened to Mike... ...EEAHEAHEHAHEHEHA!!!!! DOESN'T MATTER!!!!!!

Rouxls: Addressing Lancer. ...I wisheth not to be dragged into this.

Jevil: LIAR, LIAR!! PANTS ON FIRE!! I KNEW YOU WEREN'T SEEING HIM ON A REGULAR BASIS!!! HEE HEE! ROUXLS, ROUXLS! YOUR NAME IS SO EXTRA!

Spamton: THAT'S NON3 OF YOUR [Business] YOU [[Filthy Sponge]]!! WHY DO YOU [care] SO MUCH ANYWAY???

Rouxls: Addressing Jevil. Gives a long drawn-out sigh and drags a hand down his face tiredly. Mine lifeth art pain, having to deale with thou, Jestere.

Jevil: ...I'M NOT SURE. UNLIKE YOU, I CAN ADMIT MY FEELINGS FOR YOU ARE STILL THERE. I JUST WANT TO MAKE SURE YOU ARE HAPPY, DEAR SPAMMY. Addressing Rouxls. UE HEE HEE!! YOU ALWAYS HAVE THE BEST REACTIONS, BLUE GOOP.

Lancer: Addressing Rouxls. Aw... Lesser Dad... Pleeaassee?

Spamton: WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO?? I'M A [Wreck LIVING IN A GODDAMN [Garbage Can]!!! I DON"T HAVE THE [[luxury]] OF WORKING O UT RELATIONSHIP ISSUES!!!!!

Jevil: UEE HEE HEE! YOU'RE CLEARLY NOT IN THE RIGHT MIND... SAME WITH ME! ...Do you wanna make out?

Lancer: Vroom vroom... No one wants to ride my bike with me...

Spamton: WHAT?!!?1?

JEVIL: ...I SAID, DO YOU WANNA MAKE OUT?

Spamton: His whole face goes red, which means a lot, considering he's a robot. I... REALLY [Hate You,] YOU KNOW THAT?!

Rouxls: Good Gods. Covers Lancer's eyes with his hands.

Lancer: I don't wanna see this. Thanks, Pa.

Jevil: I HATE YOU TOO, SPAMMY!! Leans in and gives a tiny kiss on Spamton's lips. SEE, IT WASN'T THAT BAD, RIGHT? SHALL WE CONTINUE?

Spamton: I [Hate You] SO MUCH THAT... ...I... forgot what I was going to say...

Jevil: ...DID YOU LIKE THE KISS?

Kris: I have decided to kill both of you.

Spamton: Barely glances at Kris. WE' RE [Busy].

Susie: I have chosen to help.

Kris: I'll take Jevil.

Susie: I'll take the puppet guy.

Spamton: ...KRIS... YOU MAY BE MY [Request Accepted], BUT I CAN"T LET YOU [[Hurt]] Jevil.

Kris: Draws sword. And what are you going to do to stop me?

Susie: Kris, how are we supposed to beat the two of them without Ralsei here to heal us?

Kris: ...Don't get hit.

Jevil: UEE HEE HEE!! KRIS, SUSIE, YOU THINK YOU CAN TAKE ON ME? YOU'RE SADLY MISTAKEN! I HAVE THE POWERS OF LOVE AND CHAOS ON MY SIDE!! HEE HEE HEE!!! Puts Spamton on his shoulder. WE SHALL SEE WHO IS WINS THIS GAME! YOUR HP FALLS TO ZERO, YOU LOSE!!

Lancer: Love shmove. It makes you feel gooey and weird.

Spamton: EAEHEAHEHAHEHHEA!!! I THINK WE ALL KN0W WH0 WILL WIN THIS [[Fight]]!!!!

Lancer: Love is weird. It gives you a disease called cooties.

Susie: ...Kris, you can deal with them. I'll just sit and make sure Lancer stays safe.

Lancer: Save me from the cooties!

Susie: Come on, Lancer. Let's have some popcorn and watch the carnage.

Rouxls: Do not forgeteth aboutst me! I willst joine you two.

Lancer: Bring worms!

Rouxls: Splendid idea!

Jevil: ONE ON TWO? THAT DOESN'T SEEM FAIR. WELL, KRIS, I HOPE YOU'RE PREPARED!!!

Lancer: Eats popcorn and worms.

Kris: I've killed both of you before. What's stopping me from doing it again?

Spamton: YOU HAVEN"T FOUGHT BOTH of us [[Together]], KRIS. IT WOn't be as much of a [Good Deal] AS YOU THINK!!! ...NOT THAT [This Clown] and I ARE [[Together]]!!1

Jevil: THAT'S RIGHT! WE'RE PULLING OUT ALL THE STOPS! WE CAN DO ANYTHING!

Kris: Snickers. Brushes aside their bangs to reveal one of their red eyes.

Rouxls: Gasps dramatically and stuffs some worms into his mouth on the sidelines.

Lancer: This is gonna be fun! Ho ho!

Jevil: ...SPAMMY, DO YOU REMEMBER THEIR EYE GLOWING LIKE THAT BEFORE?

Spamton: UM... NO????

Kris: Smiles softly, waiting for them to make the first attack.

Jevil: Throws his spade bullet pattern at Kris. CATCH THESE DIGGING IMPLEMENTS!!!!

Spamton: EAHEAHAHHAE!!!! THIS IS A VERY [[Specil Deal]] INDEED, KRIS!!! TWO FOR THE [Price of 1]!!!!! Hops off of Spamton's shoulder and raises his arms. Words like DEAL$ and BARGAIN$ hurtle towards Kris.

Jevil: SEXY ATTACK, SPAMMY!

Kris: Dodges left and right, looking for the perfect place to strike. Lunges forward with his sword in Spamton's direction.

Jevil: HUH-HAH! Takes the hit for Spamton. HEE HEE! YOU'RE STRONGER THAN WE LAST MET! MY HEART GOES OUT TO ALL THAT TRAINING!! Throws out his heart bullet pattern.

Spamton: Flinches. His smile fades. THAt's NOT A VERY [Big Shot] MOVE OF YOU, KRIS, GOING AFTER A [Vulnerable Honestman] LIKE THAT. Pokes his head around Jevil and snaps his fingers, causing dollar signs to fly at Kris from behind.

Kris: Laughs at Jevil's foolish heroism, but this time only dodges their attacks by a hair, unable to land a blow on either of them.

Jevil: UEE HEE! HAVING FUN? JOIN THE CLUB!!! Throws out his club bullet pattern.

Spamton: Tries throwing out another attack, but is getting dizzy as the world spins around them. Ends up just flopping over uselessly on the floor.

Kris: Runs straight at Spamton and thrusts his sword straight at him.

Jevil: Gets between Spamton and the blade just in time. Critical hit! Picks Spamton up with his tail and tucks him underneath his cape. YOU'D BETTER STAY THERE, SPAMMY. KRIS SEEMS TO BE GETTING LUCKY TODAY! BUT DON'T YOU REMEMBER, LIGHTNER? I CAN DO ANYTHING! Throws out his diamond bullet pattern.

Spamton: Pokes his head out of Jevil's cape. Opens his mouth, causing more dollar signs to fly out of his mouth towards Kris. In the process, throws up a little oil onto Jevil's cape from nausea. OOPS...

Kris: Laughs. You can do anything but keep your lover safe!

Jevil: Gives Spamton a pat on his little head. IT'S OKAY, SPAMMY. GET ALL THE BODILY FLUIDS YOU WANT ON ME! NOW, KRIS, PREPARE YOURSELF! Transforms into Devilsknife and swings at Kris in a cross pattern.

Spamton: Still stuck under Jevil's cape, unable to protest against Jevil's flirting or do anything useful until he transforms back.

Kris: Easily dodges the Devilsknife, just waiting for Jevil to transform back.

Jevil: Transforms back to his normal form. UEE HEE!! LOOKS LIKE THAT TRAINING CAME IN HANDY, HUH?!

Spamton: Wraps his arms around Jevil's neck from behind and mutters in his ear... PRESS F1 FOR HELP.

Kris: Lunges forward with his sword, still aiming at Spamton.

Jevil: HUH-HAH! Moves his face to get between the sword and Spamton, taking more damage. I DON'T HAVE A KEYBOARD, SPAMMY. WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO, SCREAM AT YOU? Inhales. F1!!!!!!!!!!!

Spamton: GOOD ENOUGH!!! Cranes his neck and tilts Jevil's head with his hand, kissing him directly on the lips.

Jevil: Leans into the kiss, face turning dark purple. HP fully restored. UEE HEE HEE!! DO YOU REALLY THINK YOU CAN OUTWIT OUR LOVE, KRIS?!?!

Kris: Slashes again and again at Jevil, aiming at his throat.

Jevil: HUH-HAH! Takes the damage. CHAOS, CHAOS!! HOW ABOUT WE RIDE THE CAROUSEL THEN!! Throws out his carousel bullet pattern, face still deep purple from the kiss.

Spamton: KRIS, HOW ABOUT YOU JUST HAND OVER YOUR [HeartShapedObject] NOW?? IT WOULD SAVE US A LOT OF [Pain.] YOU KNOW THERE'S NO[[Win]] AGAINST US! HEAEAHEAHE!!!!

Kris: Laughs ominously and rips out their soul, throwing it on the floor behind them.

Jevil: ...UH... WELL... WELL... SPAMMY, WHAT IS GOING ON???

Spamton: UHH... I HAV3 [[No Idea]]... Eyes the soul behind Kris a little too greedily.

Kris: Smiles and stares at Spamton. Go get it.

Jevil: Tightens his tail grip around Spamton instinctively. SPAMMY, I DON'T THINK YOU SHOULD LISTEN TO KRIS... THIS SMELLS LIKE A STINKY TRAP...

Spamton: OKAY... IF YOU SAY SO. BUT JUST IMAGINE WHAT I COULD DO WITH THAT [[HeartShapedObject]]!!! Sighs wistfully in a glitchy voice.

Kris: Waits patiently for Spamton to take the bait.

Jevil: SPAMMY, DON'T GO! I HAVE PIPIS!!

Spamton: Gives a cute little gasp, pressing his hands to his rosy cheeks. REALLY?!? YOU HAVE [[Pipis]]?? MAYBE I DO STILL [Love You] AFTER ALL!!!

Jevil: OF COURSE! I LOVE PIPIS!! Materializes a pipis with jester makeup on it. AND I LOVE YOU, SPAMMY!! Gives the pipis to Spamton.

Spamton: Completely forgets the SOUL as he hugs the pipis to himself protectively. THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!

Kris: Dashes suddenly at Jevil, aiming for Spamton.

Jevil: HEEHEE! Barely closes the distance between him and Spamton. Critical hit! HUH-HAH!Looks tired. ...SPAMMY... F1, PLEASE...?

Spamton: Jumps up into Jevil's arms and gives him another healing smooch on the lips. DON'T [Get it Wrong,] I;M JUST HAPPY ABOUT THE [Pipis]!! Obviously blushing.

Kris: Pulls the sword away and stabs straight ahead of them, aiming to go straight through Spamton and into Jevil.

Lancer: Hey Kris, don't you think everyone's a bit tired now?

Rouxls: Yeseth, yeseth... As mucheth as I dislike Jevil, we doth notst wish to grievously hurteth anyone, doth we?

Lancer: As much as I like watching destruction on TV sometimes with Susie (it's PG-13), we don't want any guts!"

Jevil: Quickly puts Spamton behind him, hoping to soften the blow. HUH-HAH! This doesn't stop the sword from piercing Jevil's head and coming out the other side.

Lancer: Gasps and covers his eyes.

Spamton: Screeches in a weird glitchy voice as the sword makes contact with Jevil. Scurries up so he's sitting on Jevil's shoulders and is at eye level with Kris. [[Stop It]] KRIS, [[Stop It!!!]] I THOUGHT WE WERE [Request Accepted]!!!!

Kris: Pulls the sword from the jester's head and shoves it forward very quickly, at Spamton this time.

Lancer: Crying.

Jevil: Uses his hands and head to block the sword again. Is leaking a black substance from his face and hands, grimacing from the pain. Is very quiet.

Spamton: STOP!!!!!1!! Finally fully realizing he still loves Jevil, hops off of Jevil's shoulders and stands firm in front of him. His NEO heart attack somehow materializes and dozens of diamonds soar straight at Kris.

Kris: Pulls the sword out of Jevil's head and dodges the diamonds. Begins smiling eerily slowly as they dodge, getting closer.

Jevil: Is in his tired state, black liquid still pouring out of his face and hands. Manages to get Spamton out of the way before performing the second stage of his carousel attack.

Spamton: JEVIL, I CAN [heal] YOU!!! With the last of his remaining strength, grabs onto Jevil's hand from behind him and wills the healing energy to be transferred into him.

Lancer: Kris, that's enough! Please don't kill anyone!

Kris: Dodges the carousel attack and turns to Lancer with a smile. Then I'll kill you. Dashes at Lancer.

Lancer: Gasps, barely dodging the attack.

Kris: Adjusts their strike as Lancer dodges.

Jevil: Collapses from exhaustion now that Kris is on a different target. Seems like only a kiss could wake him now...

Lancer: I thought we were friends! Cries out as the sword makes contact with his side.

Spamton: Falls to his knobbly knees from exhaustion, but refuses to give up. If there's anything he can do to save Jevil, he'll do it. Crawls over to the fallen jester and bends over him, kissing him one more time.

Kris: Snickers. You were friends with them, not me.

Jevil: HP fully restored. Looks up at Spamton with love in his eyes. I KNEW YOU STILL LOVED ME TSUN-SPAMMY~!! Grabs the discarded SOUL and gets to his feet. UEE HEE HEE!! IT'S TIME FOR THE TRUE NEO-CHAOS! ARE YOU READY, KRIS?? Performs his final chaos attack on Kris.

Lancer: Screams once again.

Rouxls: What the fucketh do you think you're doing!?!? You useless piece of absolute trash! GET AWAY FROM MINE SON!!!

Spamton: Seeing Jevil's renewed strength fills him with determination. Pulls himself to his feet and again summons his NEO heart attack, beyond caring about the consequences. [[&!$&]] OFF, KRIS!! YOU ARE NO LONGER A [[Valued Customer]]!!!

Kris: Slowly turns to see Spamton and Jevil. Holds their sword steady and stares at them, their eyes glowing red.

Jevil: Runs up and slam dunks Kris' SOUL back in their body. GET DUNKED ON YOU FUCKING NERD!!!!

Spamton: AHEHEHAHEAEHA!!!!! Good one, Jevil! Cackles, bouncing from one little foot to the other in his excitement. He's almost able to forget his tsundere act for a second. GET [Dunked On], KID!!1

Kris: Is slammed to the ground from the force of the SOUL.

Rouxls: Sighs in relief and steps towards his son. Oh, thank fucketh that's over. Art thou alright, Lancer? Perhaps I should maketh you some Medievale Ginger Ale, or a worm tonic?

Jevil: Gives Spamton a peck on the cheek. IT'S ALL THANKS YOU YOU, SPAMMY~!!!

Spamton: A rather obvious blush forms on his already red cheeks. But he's barely able to think about his feelings for Jevil before collapsing gracelessly on the floor from exhaustion. HEH... HEAHEHA... I;M JUST GOING TO [Sit Down] FOR 4 A MINUTE. BUT DON'T WORRY!! YOU HAVE MY [[Specil Guarantee]] THAT I"LL BE BACK UP BEFORE YOU CAN SAY [Deal or No Deal]. Leans back until he's lying on the floor, letting out a little "oof."

Kris: Slowly grabs their sword, using it as a crutch to help themself up.

Jevil: Keeps an eye on Kris while he sits next to Spamton. I'M GLAD YOU COULD FINALLY ADMIT YOUR FEELINGS! THAT WAS VERY BRAVE.

Spamton: W-WHAT THE [Fifty Percent Off]?!!! Tries to shoot up into a sitting position to defend himself, but he doesn't have the strength. Instead he just flops over onto his side, glaring at Jevil as he tries to get his words out. I DON"T... I DIDN"T... IT'S... NOT LIKE IT MATTERS. We're both broken.

Kris: Looks at the two and spits out some blood. I... am not... done! Their sword is barely keeping themself on their feet.

Jevil: UEE HEE HEE!! YOU GOT THAT RIGHT, SPAMMY! Picks Spamton up and leans him against his side, wrapping his right arm around the puppet. Lazily throws spades in Kris' direction, not really paying attention to them. WE BROKEN FEW HAVE TO STICK TOGETHER! DON'T RUN OFF AGAIN, SPAMMY. BEING WITH YOU MAKES EVERYTHING BETTER.

Spamton: Has almost forgotten about Kris and everyone else by now. Tenses up, trying not to betray how warm and fuzzy it makes him feel to be in Jevil's arms again. It really doesn't matter. Right? "JEVIL... THIS ISN'T A GOOD IDEA. I'M NOT A [Big Shot] ANYMORE. THESE [Strings]. THEY MIGHT SN4P AT ANY MOMENT."

Jevil: SPAMTON G. SPAMTON. Lifts Spamton into his lap. This is very important to the jester. I DON'T HAVE ANY STRINGS, STRINGS! AND LOOK, I CAN DO ANYTHING!! IT DOESN'T MATTER HOW BROKEN YOU ARE. I'LL BE BY YOUR SIDE. YOU'RE MY SPAMMY! UEE HEE HEE!!!

Spamton: Stares up at the jester with wide eyes; unfortunately, those eyes are still concealed by his big pigmented glasses. With a small shaking hand, he reaches up to his face and, for the first time in years, takes those glasses off. "I wanted to look at you with my own eyes... but I can't do it for long. The strings will break... "Do you really mean it? All of it?"

Jevil: Pulls Spamton in closer. Has a very serious look on his face but smiles a yellow, toothy grin. Yes. I mean it. All of it. By the way... Your eyes are beautiful.

Spamton: Oily tears start welling up in his eyes and he presses his face into Jevil's shirt, trying to stifle his sobs. He doesn't notice that his glasses slip off his lap and onto the floor, where his foot crushes one of the lenses as he launches himself at Jevil. "You clown... My eyes aren't even real." He's half laughing and half crying at this point. "You're the beautiful one."

Jevil: Holds Spamton close in his hands. Nuzzles Spamton's hair and gives him a little smooch on the head. Oh, please. You were designed to be appealing. I'm lucky to have someone as beautiful as you.

Lancer: Homos.

Rouxls: Lancer!!

Lancer: Dad!!

Rouxls: It art rude to calleth someone gay!

Lancer: Huh? Why? Kris calls Susie gay and she's okay with that!

Rouxls: Clearly embarrassed because he is very gay and doesn't want to admit it. Uh... becauseth... uh...

Sans: lol gay.

Rouxls: I hadst a very good point to maketh... but I forgoteth.

Lancer: Gay.

Asriel: This is... very, very gay.

Lancer: You're gross with your lovey dovey gooey stuff. I'm just a Lancer prancer, and I date myself!

Sans: gay gay homosexual gay.

Asriel: High fives Lancer in aro.

Rouxls: Starts tearing at his hair and running in circles screaming "ETH" at the top of his lungs.

Lancer: Hey, Vice Dad, can you not rip your hair out? I need it for a nightlight.

Asriel: Yeah, you might not want to rip your hair out... That's not too good for you...

Rouxls: I AMST NOT GAY! THOU FIENDS! THIS ART SLANDER! Points accusingly at Lancer and Asriel even though they said nothing about him being gay.

Asriel: Raises his hands in an effort to calm Rouxls. I said no such thing, sir... I merely said there were gay vibes around.

Sans: gay.

Mettaton: Go away, Sans.

Sans: stfu.

Mettaton: Make me.

Asriel: Language, there's a kid present!

Mettaton: Yeah Sansy, watch your language!

Sans: i will murder all of you.

Mettaton: What will poor Papy think of that?

Asriel: Uh... Why, Mr. Sans, sir?

Sans: i'll kill him too. i'm dead serious. because i can.

Asriel: That's.. kind of... underwhelming. No real reason, like at all...? Throws his arms up in the air.

Mettaton: Sansy is just so jealous of me he feels like he has to take it out on everyone else.

Sans: ...do you think i was being serious, kid? okay, i might actually have to turn that robot off.

Mettaton: Try it, trashbag.

Asriel: Then why say you're going to kill someone?

Sans: listen, i just want jevil and spamton to make out more.

Mettaton: For once, we agree.

Spamton: You kept calling me ugly and stinky earlier! Which one is it? Closes his eyes and even smiles for a moment as Jevil nuzzles his hair, but his eyes snap back open when he remembers... My glasses! Where...? Oh... Oh no. With one small hand, Spamton picks up his broken glasses and held them up in front of his face.

I'm done for.

Jevil: Sticks his tongue out. Playful banter! Isn't that what loving couples do? Jevil stares, feeling guilty about the glasses. He's still not sure what Spamton is talking about. Oh... I'm sorry. I could find a replacement lens for you. I'm sure Seam has something...

Spamton: No, you don't understand... Is barely able to keep himself composed. I can't... those glasses... Tears still falling from his eyes, he presses his lips to Jevil's. I can't survive without those glasses. They're what keep me... here. Alive. Insane, but... They're all I have left. Had. Without them, without those strings, I can't... I'm just a puppet, Jevil. A puppet doesn't work without its strings. Smiles sadly. Whatever comes next, at least he the chance to see Jevil with his own eyes, unclouded by insanity, one last time.

Jevil: Cocks his head to one side. He's so focused on Spamton, he doesn't notice his violently wagging tail. But... then the kiss. His face turns a deeper purple. He's so happy! So in love! So... RIIIIIPPPPPP!!! ... His tail tears in half from the wagging. The end that's still attached to him has a bit of stuffing poking out. No, no no no...! Now it's Jevil's turn to freak out. He grabs the other half of his tail, trying desperately to reattach it. I'm not going to die! Not right now. Not in front of Spammy. It's useless. The tail is never going to be restored to its previous form again. He hugs Spamton tight with tears in his eyes. I... understand now. If my tail breaks off, well... What good is a jack-in-the-box without the crank handle? What can a puppet do without strings? Gives Spamton one last teary-eyed lovey-dovey look. I love you, Spamton. And... Whatever comes next, I hope we can meet up again someday.

Spamton: Launches himself forward at Jevil and wraps his little arms around the broken jester, his entire body shaking from his sobs. I'm sorry... I'm really sorry... I love you too... I'm sorry I was so stupid. Whatever comes next, I'll do whatever it takes for us to be together. I have to make up for all the mistakes I've made.

Jevil: Nuzzles Spamton's face. The Angel knows I've made mistakes too. I'll try to make those up too, my love. ...Wait, were they actually dying?

Spamton: Fumbles around to find his broken glasses on the floor; starts putting them on and taking them off again as fast as he can, as if that will do something. What the fuck? I'm not dying! What a fucking ripoff!! And I can fucking swear now without being censored! Fuck yes! In your face, you piece of shit droopy ass skeleton geezer!!

Gaster: That's not very nice.

Spamton: THAT'S THE POINT, ASSHOLE!

Jevil: I LOVE YOU SPAMMY!!

Spamton: I LOVE YOU TOO JEVI!! TAKE ME!!!

Jevil: UEE HEE HEE!! GLADLY!!!

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Susie: Kris, I really don't think this is going to do anything. Why is this so important to you, anyway? They both attacked us. They were both crazy as hell. And besides... Holds up the Jevilstail in front of her. These things are great. They make fighting loads easier.

Kris: Insists that this is the right thing to do, even if it seems like it's not worth it. Even if it doesn't work, they explain to Susie that they have to at least try. Otherwise, they'll never leave them alone.

Susie: Leave you alone? Who? Them? Squints at the Jevilstail and then the Dealmaker, the latter of which Kris is holding delicately in both hands. Don't tell me they're still bugging you! They were annoying enough when they were alive!

Kris: Confirms that both of them are indeed still sentient... in a way. Pleads again with her to at least give this idea a chance.

Susie: Sighs gruffly. Okay. Fine. Since you obviously won't let this go until we try it and it doesn't do anything, let's just get this over with. But if it somehow does work and they try to kill us again... Well, let's hope we can get to Ralsei in time for him to heal us.

Kris: Nods in agreement and thanks Susie for her help. Brings the Dealmaker close to their lips, just as Seam instructed them to do, and whispers something incomprehensible, as if speaking to the object itself.

Susie: Resists the urge to roll her eyes. Follows Kris' example, whispering the same words to the Jevilstail.

Nothing happens.

Susie: Shakes her head. I told you, Kris, that cat didn't know what they were talking about. There's no way you can revive someone who's... whatever they are.

Kris: Is visibly upset.

Susie: Look, I'm sorry... I know you wanted to help them. But they were way too far gone anyway. It's probably better that... Hesitates, looking down. The Jevilstail is starting to glow with a faint purple light. Drops it in shock... but instead of falling to the ground, the Jevilstail hovers in mid-air.

Kris: Grins. Holds out the Dealmaker and lets go of it. It is glowing with a yellowish-pink hue, and like the Jevilstail, hovers gently in mid-air.

The light emanating from both objects grows brighter until it is so bright that Kris and Susie have to look away and shield their eyes. But, despite the visual overwhelm, the scene is still near-silent. Kris' and Susie's eyes are still squeezed shut, and neither of them hears anything happening...

HOLY [[Cungadero]]!!! HAVE I GONE TO H E A V E N ?!

UEE HEE HEE! FREE, FREE I BE!!!

Susie: Spins around as the light dissipates and two familiar voices break the quietude. What the hell?!

Kris: Also turns to confirm that the strange ritual, somehow, actually worked.

Spamton: KRIS! KRIS KRIS KRIS! Slides back and forth over the ground in his excitement. YOU CRAFTY [[Little Sponge]]!! I KNEW YOU COULD DO IT!!! I'M SO [Proud]-

Jevil: Doesn't bother even turning to look at Spamton, instead doing little flips in midair. OH, BOO HOO HOO, UEE HEE HEE! BE QUIET, YOU! LOOK AT ME!!

Spamton: OH NO. Turns slowly, as if afraid of confirming who it was that just interrupted him. YOU!!!

Jevil: ME INDEED!! TAKE A LOOKSY! Stops spinning to hover in midair with a huge grin at the puppet staring up at him in horror. REUNITED AT LAST, SPAMMY!

Spamton: Is stunned silent for a moment before coming to his senses. Shakes his head rapidly, approaching Kris as quickly as possible. I CHANGED MY MIND. PUT ME [Back] PLEASE.

Kris: Brow furrows in confusion at Spamton's sudden unexplained change of heart. Turns to Susie, a plea for assistance evident on their face.

Susie: Uh... What?

Kris: Slaps a hand to their forehead in exasperation.

Jevil: BOO HOO HOO! YOU'RE NO FUN AT ALL, SPAMMY!! DIDN'T YOU WANT TO SEE ME, ME? Blows raspberry at Spamton's back.

Spamton: Whirls back around to glare at the jester still hovering in the air. NO. WHY WOULD I?! Glances back at the two Lightners. THIS WAS A [Bad] [Call]. I WANT OUT! I'LL GIVE YOU A [[Free refund]]!!

Jevil: REFUND? AWW, SPAMMY, YOUR MIND IS EVEN MORE ADDLED THAN MINE!

Spamton: IT IS NOT, YOU [%$#!@#$ CLOWN]!1!! YOU'RE THE CRAZY ONE! YOU CAN'T [See Past] YOUR OWN STUFFING!!

Jevil: OOH, UEE HEE HEE! FEISTY, WE BE! COME ON SPAMMY! YOU KNOW YOU MISSED ME. Grins and touches down to the ground, showing off his sharp yellow teeth.

Susie: Mutters. I didn't.

Kris: Glares disapprovingly at Susie, who only shrugs.

Spamton: WHAT DO I H4V3 TO SAY TO GET YOU TO [[Leave Me]] THE [@#@!] ALONE?!?

Jevil: YOU'LL NEVER BE RID OF ME, ME! AFTER ALL, WE WERE MEANT TO BE. DON'T YOU TWO AGREE?? Looks expectantly at Kris and Susie.

Susie: Snorts. Definitely. A match made in heaven.

Spamton: WHAT! THE! [Fifty Percent Off]!? Face turns bright red and steam starts pouring out of his ears. WHY ARE YOU [[Ripping me off]] KID?? [Heaven] IS THE FURTHEST AWAY FROM [Him] I CAN GET!!!

Kris: Is starting to wonder if Susie was right, and this wasn't such a good idea after all.

Susie: Raises her hands in defense. Okay, okay, I was just joking. Come on, dude, why are you so tightly wound all the time?

Spamton: TIGHTLY WOUND? TIGHTLY WOUND??? HEAHEHAHE!!! Starts sliding back and forth over the ground as his already-damaged voice glitches out, strained by his screeching laughter.

Jevil: SPAMMY? The last remnants of his grin fade, to be replaced by a concerned look. CALM DOWN, IT'S JUST A G-

Spamton: CALM DOWN??!! HOW CAN I CALM DOWN WHEN I'M [[Stuck Here With]] YOU AND MY [Friends] ARE PULLING [Total Jackass stunts]?!

Susie: Wait, friends? Hold on, man, I never-

Spamton: ALL I WANTED WAS TO BE [[Free]]!! THIS IS THE [Big] [Scam] I'VE EVER SEEN!! AND I'M THE ONE GETTING [Scammed]! I'M SUPPOSED TO BE THE [Scammer]!! I; M THE [Big Shot!!] THIS I S ALL WRONG!!! Is very clearly working himself into a tantrum, face reddening by the second.

Jevil: SPAMMY, JUST HOLD ON A SECOND!

Spamton: NO!!! I'VE HEARD ENOUGH OF YOUR [[Half-ass excuses]] TO LAST A LIFETIME!!

Jevil: Tries stepping closer with his arms up, signaling that he isn't planning on attacking. BUT-

Spamton: SHUT UP!!!!

A blue ovaloid object materializes in Spamton's hand, and before Jevil can react, Spamton hurls it straight at him. It hits Jevil square in the face, leaving him with a badly scuffed eye and bits of stuffing coming out of his nose.

Jevil: NU-HA! Is stunned still for a moment, bringing a hand to his face as if to confirm what just happened. Gradually, his face darkens and a twisted grin forms on his lips. OH, I SEE, UEE HEE HEE! PLAYING ROUGH, ARE WE? WELL THEN...

Jevil rises back up to hover in the air. He opens his mouth and an array of spades form, hurtling straight at Spamton. The salesman, prepared for this, dodges.

Jevil: DON'T BE SURPRISED IF I RETURN THE FAVOR!!

Spamton: AEHAHEHA!! GIVE ME YOUR [Best Shot], [BIG SHOT]]! OH [#$!#] THE PRESSES..... THAT'S ME!!!

Susie: Shit. Kris!

Kris: Frantically calls for Susie to come with them to gather help, fully knowing that there is no persuading these two... nor can they fight them into submission without backup.

Kris and Susie sprint straight to the castle doors and disappear inside the fortress in search of Ralsei, Queen, and anyone else who might be able to help.

Meanwhile, Spamton opens his mouth in return and various spam mail phrases materialize, targeting Jevil. The clown dodges with ease, dancing a little jig as he does so.

Jevil: SO SILLY, SILLY, SPAMMY! YOU KNOW YOU CAN NEVER STAND A CHANCE AGAINST ME!

Jevil tumbles around in the air in his excitement as his carousel attack materializes into formation, completely surrounding Spamton and forcing him to jump and swerve out of the way. The intensity of the attack, however, catches up to him when he takes a step back and is hit straight in the back of the neck by one of the projectiles. He careens forward to overcorrect, resulting in him getting hit several more times in the front.

Spamton: I CAN DO ANYTHING!!!

Jevil: ...THAT'S MY LINE!

Despite his injuries, Spamton forces himself to his feet, still glaring fiercely at the jester, who is now laughing maniacally. Spamton raises a hand and summons a small army of dollar signs to fly at Jevil... but due to his injuries, the attack is so weak and sluggish that the jester barely has to dodge at all to avoid it.

Jevil: SPAMTON... JUST GIVE UP YOU ALREADY LOST. His near-constant grin starts to fade as he realizes Spamton isn't going to stop, even if refusing to stop results in him dying once again. PLEASE?

Spamton: DON;T THINK I''LL FALL f0R YOUR [Ch3ap Tr1cks]!! His voice glitch continues to worsen.

With no semblance of sanity, Spamton jumps up in the air to grab Jevil's ankle, pulling him down to the ground. Panicking, Jevil summons a heart projectile and sends it down in Spamton's direction. It hits the salesman straight in the forehead. He immediately lets go of Jevil and tumbles to the ground in a heap, unmoving.

Jevil immediately touches down to the ground and approaches Spamton's back, kneeling to place a hand hesitantly on the salesman's shoulder.

Jevil: SPAMMY?

Nothing happens.

Jevil: SPAMMY? THIS ISN'T FUNNY. I DON'T LIKE THIS JOKE... SPAMTON?

Spamton finally starts moving again, making some sort of unintelligible muttering noises aimed at nothing in particular.

Jevil: SPAMMY! ARE YOU-

Spamton: GO... AWAY.

Jevil: BUT-

Spamton suddenly hoists himself into a sitting position, grimacing as his ball joints creak ominously.

Spamton: YOU [Left] Me. YOU AND EVERYONE ELSE. BUT I NEVER THOUGHT [[You]]... WOULD DO THAT

Jevil: I WANTED TO-

Spamton: I WOULD GIVE ALL THE [Kromer] TO BE [Free]. WITH YOU. BUT WH3RE WERE YOU WHEN I WAS [Sleeping At The Bottom Of A Dumpster??] GONE! HAEAHEHAE!!!

The castle doors burst open again and Kris and Susie return, with the addition of Ralsei, Queen, and Rouxls Kaard to their party.

Ralsei: Oh... Oh, thank goodness! It seems they're done fighting. But... Turns to Spamton. You look like you could use some healing. Would you like me to-

Spamton: SHUT UP, [[Third-Rate Sponge]]!

Queen: (Regal Laughter)

Rouxls Kaard: I amst just happy to beeth included.

Jevil: NO, YOU SHUT UP! I TRIED TO HELP! I DID! BUT THEY TRAPPED THEMSELVES AWAY! I WAS THE ONLY FREE ONE! I WAS STUCK. I WANTED TO HELP! Beady tears start rolling down Jevil's cheeks as he scowls at Spamton, all of his mirth having disappeared. YOU SCARED ME JUST NOW. I THOUGHT YOU WERE GONE... GONE.

Spamton: DON'T [[Lie]] TO ME! YOU'RE STILL WITH Him. THIS IS ALL His FAULT, AND YOU'RE STILL... STILL..... An oily black tear rolls down his pasty white plastic cheek. YOU'RE SIDING WITH Him.

Jevil: NO I'M NOT! I ONLY THOUGHT YOU WERE MISTAKEN! AS SOON AS I KNEW, I KNEW... IT WAS ALL TRUE... BUT IT WAS TOO LATE. I WAS TRAPPED.

Spamton: Clenches his tiny fists, still sitting on the ground with Jevil kneeling next to him. He doesn't have the energy to get back up. TRAPPED WHERE? TOO [[Coward]] TO BREAK FROM Him AFTER HE [[Chose You]] OVER ME??

Jevil: NO, NO! TRAPPED IN A CELL! I WANTED TO HELP, HELP! DON'T YOU BELIEVE ME?

Spamton: WHY SHOULD I??

Jevil: BECAUSE I LOVE YOU, SPAMMY! YOU KNOW I DO! YOU KNOW IT'S TRUE... DON'T YOU?

Spamton: IT'S a [Scam]... I WON'T T4KE THE DEAL. I WON'T!! I CAN SEE... PAST THE DARK. YOU CAN'T [Trick me]! He CAN'T

Jevil: WILL YOU JUST SHUT UP ABOUT HIM ALREADY? THIS IS ABOUT US!

Spamton: WHO CARES? IT'S NOT LIKE IT MATTERS ANYWAY. IT'S ALL A G-

Jevil: SO WHAT?!

Spamton: SO!! WHAT DOES IT MATTER IF I STILL [[Love You]]?!? [Nothing] MATTERS!! YOU LOST IT WHEN YOU TRIED TO TRIED TO SEE TOO FAR.... AND SO DID I.

Jevil's knees scrape the ground as he kneels fully next to Spamton and takes the salesman's hand in his own.

Jevil: OUR MINDS MIGHT BE STRUNG UP ON THEIR LAST STRINGS, BUT I STILL SEE ONE THING WORTH SAVING. AND YOU DO, TOO.

Spamton: His already rosy cheeks flush as he tries to squirm away from Jevil. YOU DON'T KNOW-

Jevil: I DO KNOW. Before Spamton can pull his hand away, Jevil clasps it in both of his own hands and lightly taps the spiky golden ring on Spamton's finger.

Spamton: THAT DOESN'T MEAN ANYTHING!! I JUST FORGOT ABOUT IT.

Jevil: YOU WERE LIVING OUT OF A TRASH CAN FOR YEARS. IF YOU HAD ANYTHING ELSE YOU WERE WILLING TO SELL, YOU'D HAVE SOLD IT.

Spamton: BUT... THIS... ISN'T [[Fair]]... More black tears start falling from his eyes and begin to smudge his glasses.

Jevil: Gently reaches behind Spamton's ears to take off his glasses. For the first time in years, they look directly into each other's eyes. NO, IT'S NOT FAIR. BUT IT'S WHAT WE HAVE LEFT. AND EVEN IF THIS IS A WORLD WHERE NOTHING MATTERS, A WORLD WITH YOU IN IT IS STILL A WORLD WORTH LIVING IN.

Spamton: .....BUT... [We're Broken]. As hard as he tries, he can't bring himself to break away from Jevil's gaze.

Jevil: LET'S BE BROKEN TOGETHER. Leans in to kiss Spamton.

Spamton: For a moment, is too overwhelmed to respond. But before he realizes it, he's leaning into the kiss.

Ralsei: I, um... It looks like they're okay now. Maybe we should just... leave them be?

Queen: Well It Looks Like Everyone Has Made Trucies Can I Go Now

Rouxls Kaard: I haveth no idea what is happening.

The kissing continues for a while...

Ralsei: Okay, yes! We should get going! His cheeks have gotten significantly rosier; he pulls his scarf up to cover the lower half of his face.

Jevil: Suddenly wraps his tail around Spamton, who is clearly shocked for a moment, but soon starts cackling excitedly. The jester leaps up into the air, pulling Spamton along with him, and the two soar off into the twilight sky.

Susie: Snorts with laughter. Well, I have no clue what the hell just happened, but I will admit that was pretty entertaining. Takes one last glance at the dark and starry sky, wherein a shadowy speck dwindles into the distance. Come on, Kris. We've done our good deed for the day.

Kris: Nods, the shadow of a smile barely visible on their face, and follows Susie and the others back to the castle. Perhaps, one day... they'll be able to break their own strings...