* * quotes a dialogue which the people other than the ones saying the dialogue cannot quite understand or grasp.

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"Ah! That hurts, you piece of sh*t!" Riley groaned as she stood back up taking the support of the wall behind her.

"You look like a limping spider trying to crawl back up onto the wall but couldn't. Hehe!" The boy made fun of injured Riley.

He was wearing a long pajama shirt but no pajama pants. The pajama was the only thing standing between his private parts and the audience before him.

He stripped out of those pajamas of his before he wrapped them around the staff. He was butt naked at that moment and the next and the one after that and so on.

They weren't ashamed of him because he was not their child. They surely were completely baffled though, not because of his unanticipated behavior as much as because of the fact that he had no private parts at all. He had a level fielded crotch. Nothing there to see for the audience even if they wanted to.

"It's alright, Leela! You proved yourself to me! You're my confidante, no, more like a companion to me. I will take care of you from here onwards for all the time to come unless you wish otherwise." he said to the pole while he embraced it with his lips.

The wooden staff began to glow and before long she wasn't made of wood anymore. She had been transformed into a cute little girl and her flowery soft lips were pressing against those of the boy.

The tetra team had their eyes bulged out in admiration of how adorably beautiful she shined although she was wrapped up in his ugly and unsanitary worned out pajamas.

She looked human with her long dark-shaded hair extending down to her waist and it didn't stop, at least not before reaching her lower abdominal region. Her crimson colored eyes were no match for the crystals and quartz that were found embedded in different walls of the dungeon.

Compared to her, the boy beside her looked like a servant to a viking princess. He had a twelve year old boy's face and body minus the genitals, mind you.

His eyebrows had crashed into each other and there was barely any white space left in between them. No specific qualities could be pointed out about his chiseled face though, as he had a pretty normal face that could be easily forgotten in any averagely populated crowd.

The same thing could not be said about his hair. His hairstyle was so weird that a regular person would have to poke his fingers into a power supply and should keep them in there for a day or two just so he could get half of the spikes the boy had on his head in the name of hair.

Riley couldn't believe what was going on in her sight. The crank that she had developed through hundreds of hours of intense and hardcore training just metamorphed into an insanely enviable girl that had stolen everyone's attention from upon her in a very brief amount of time.

*"What do I call you, my everything?"* the girl asked the boy soon as he lifted his lips away from hers and kept them in a slight distance. Her face was wearing a fully blown reddish tint like a flush bomb went off on both of her cheeks.

He had forgotten the name he came up with for himself like literally a few minutes ago. He scorched his obviously countable memories in his mind one after the other but no luck knocked at his door.

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"Hey, you ostentatiously virtuous guy! What did I tell you my name was again?!" taking his face away from hers, he asked Ryan's aid since he had no other choice but to.

The boy only hated Ryan for his holier-than-thou attitude. Then on what scale would he hate Sir Nick any less if not more since he is the living embodiment of self righteousness.

"Shameless Imp?!" he replied.

"No!" The boy's tone changed from a somewhat smooth one to a slightly rough and a deep one. His eyes frowned as he outed that word.

"Spoiled son of a b*tch?!" he gave another reply.

"You're done, for good! In a few minutes, you'll wish I had killed you a long time ago!" His tone deepened more and more as he uttered those words, and he modulated each one of them in their own amplified frequency ranges. His eyes were not so red but they fired enough bullets soaked in contempt and rage, at him that he bled a ton and more.

"It's Mr. Nobody, sir!" Sir Nick spoke. He helped calm that boy down, or at least he thought he did.

*"Call me Mr. Nobody."* he said, turning at the girl that he was hugging in his arms this whole time. Her both arms reached onto his back and were able to merge, advocating how much slender of a tinder body he had, just like an earth snake.

The team couldn't understand squat let alone a single word from their conversation. Romeo and Juliet would become jealous of this pair if they were to be in that location at that exact moment.

"Please try and reconsider my genuine request. If not for me, do it for my daughter, sir. She is the same age as the one at your side in your arms. Or would you rather kill a good hearted human being without fulfilling his death wish first?! I sure hope not, sir!" Sir Nick begged, but it seemed to that boy like he was arguing with him and that too by making demands straight in his face.

*"Let me take care of him for you, my dear. It would be both my honor and pleasure."* Leela whispered, biting his ear in an affectionate manner.

*"No, honey. I love you so much right where you are. You have no idea how much I longed for some warm touch! I could close my eyes forever in your kind and gentle embrace any moment."* the boy expressed his gratitude and love towards her as he whispered back into her ear.

"Ah! Don't you dare joke on death, you hear me! You're mine, and mine alone forever and ever after that! Death will have to face me first everytime he comes for you! And I promise you I will make it obsolutely hard to breathe for whoever dares to stand against you!"*

Leela emphasized how she felt about him as she placed her palm onto his lips. Her words carried a heavy indescribable fondness directed to the boy. Her almond shaped eyes brimmed with joy and passion.

"Can someone explain to me what the hell is going on here?!" Zoe had an outburst, and everyone except the cliche couple were taken a little aback by her sudden waking.

But she found obviously no traces of explanation coming from her team members. All she saw were two pale, and hopeless faces, and one angry face but none of them had any sense of clarity about what was going on in their eyesight.

*"Aren't you going to eat them all, dear?!"* she asked. "Let's get out of here as soon as you blow them off! I loathe closed and dark spaces, my honey!"

*"I still have to know what time I'm in right now! I don't recognize any of this shit around us, and I don't think the earth that I last walked over looked anything like this!"*

"First we should drain them of every bit of their information before I drain them of every drop of their blood from those puny, weak and miserable bodies of theirs!" the boy muttered but everyone in their vicinity could hear each word that had left his mouth. And this time around they could clearly understand what he said word to word.

"Oh, crap! I voiced my latest dialogues in the language you could understand, didn't I?! The one which I'm speaking right now?!" the very much abrupt shock, and fear that made its way onto the faces of those four had given away his slip up instantly to him.

"Celebrate and rejoice, my no-ones! Cause it's time for some pleasantries! Hahaha!" he said in a high pitched voice. His lips stretched more far than ever as he shot out a menacing laughter from them. While the team developed an ugly, twisted expression that shadowed each of their faces, typically expressing their disgust, pain, and wry amusement.

... to be continued.