Storytime: That's one way to keep warm

ALRIGHT! How about some motherfucking AQUA TEENS HUNGER FORCE, motherfuckers?!

Yes, not even ATHF is safe in the cruel, dark realm of the Internet; THERE ARE PEOPLE OUT THERE WHO GETS TURNED ON BY TALKING FAST FOOD!

If you don't know what ATHF is, then there's no need to worry, because I HAVE NO FUCKING CLUE WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON MYSELF! To be honest, I've only seen the movie (cuz Bruce Campbell is in it, fucking <3 dat Michigan accent!), and it was one of the trippiest experiences I've ever had! It was a motherfucking CACAPHONY of insanity, non-existing logic and sentient food! HOLY CRAP I COULD FUCKING HEAR COLORS AFTER THAT MOVIE!

Imaging watching Aqua Teens Hunger Force Colon Movie Film for Theaters when you're high! It'll be just like watching Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas while you're on acid: trippy and hilarious as fuck! The only problem is that when you get the munchies, you'll probably just end up eating your computer/tv...

Anyway, back to the point: two of these character: Frylock, the most kickass bag of french fries in the world, and Shake, a freakin' soda with no arms, just hands awkwardly protruding from his body (Thank GOD Meatwad, the dumbass ball of meat, didn't join the ”fun”!), ”warms” each other on a cold night.... *sobs*

There's a chapter before this one, which is boring as fuck; it's about Shake looking up on the Internet how to have sex with a bag of french fries (because everything is on the Internet... EVERYTHING!), in order to ”warm” a bitching Frylock (bitch that ain't cold, wait 'til ya get to Sweden niqqa!)... Oh, and Frylock is apparently Shake's bitch, even though EVERYONE knows NOBODY fucking messes with Frylock, and Shake is just a motherfucking awkward NERD!

… :( ...

What kind of depraved and lost mind could've come up with this?

That's one way to keep warm (chapter 2) by pinkluver93

It was around 7 pm that cold Saturday night, about 23 degrees. Carl had been out all day and was home now. Shake had gotten all the research he needed and left before Carl would come home. 

(In Sweden, 23 degrees is motherfucking HOT AS SWEET BABY CHEESUS! Fucking WIMPS! TAKE THE COLD LIKE A MAN! 

Oh, and Carl is their fatass slob for neighbour...)

Now Shake was sitting in his chair, watching TV like usual. He wanted to do this thing to Frylock so bad. He read many things and saw instructional videos, Shake had even practiced with Carl's sticky guy blow up doll(seeing as a girl one wouldn't make sense).

(”Shake had even practiced with Carl's sticky guy blow up doll (seeing as a girl one wouldn't make sense)”... HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAWAAAAAH WAAAAAAAAAAAAH WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!)

But he was nervous. How would he go about doing it? Would Frylock let him? Or would he still be mad? Wait a minute, Shake thought. One of the things I read said that it'll come naturally, not by plan. So Shake just watched TV, hoping that he would go to Frylock's room unexpectedly by nature.

And he did.
(Fucking really?)

At about 8:30, Shake crept into Frylock's room. He saw Frylock layed on his side, was he sleeping? Shake turned on the light.

"Shake? What are you doing here?" Shake walked towards the bed.

"Um, it was kinda cold out there in the living room, even with the damn heat on. So, I just wanted to chill in here. You weren't sleeping, were you?" "No, I'm, actually wide awake."

"Oh, me too." Damn awkwardness! Shake thought. He looked at Frylock's computer. "Oh, I wanted to play you something." He went to the youtube website and played a never-ending instrumental version of "Let's Get It On", but played it low enough so their voices can be heard. Frylock raised an eyebrow as Shake went back to lay on the bedside next to Frylock.

(Frylock. Run.

Even though you don't have any legs:

 RUN!) 

"Personally, I enjoy the instrumental version of this better. I can appreciate the composition of the instruments and more importantly, it doesn't have some weird dude singing and having sexual intercourse at the same time."

(GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYY!)

"Shake, you're weird, you know that?" Shake playfully nudged him.
"Yeah, I know. It's my best forte."

The music continued to play. The two started shifting their eyes at each other and back at the ceiling. A second later, Frylock moved an inch closer to Shake, his eyes shying away.

Wow, he's making a move, Shake thought. So he decided to move a bit closer. He let his hand fall free. Soon enough, Frylock slowly grabbed it, caressing it in his grip.

Shake started to sweat, and he felt a certain tightning of his groin. He looked down, and near the bottom of his body was a zipper! My unmentionables must be inside, Shake thought. Soon, Frylock rested his head on Shake's body. Shake looked down to see that Frylock had a zipper too! We're not ready for that just yet, Shake thought.

(… They got zippers down at their groins, containing their johnsons.

WHERE ARE THEIR GROINS?!)

He glanced at Frylock's fries. He got an excited look as he put his hands on them. Frylock just opened his eyes wide. Soon, he started to run his hands up and down on them in a slow-moving motion, making him pant. Shake turned things up a notch by rapidly rubbing and squeezing his fries. I'll make him say my name, maybe my full name if I'm lucky, Shake thought happily.

(AND NOW A MILKSHAKE WITH MICROSCOPIC HANDS IS JERKING OFF THE FRENCH FRIES IN A BAG!)

"Uhhhh, yeah Shake YEAH! Holy motherfucker, uh!" Frylock was in such ecstasy as he threw his head back, continuing to groan with his hot manly voice. Shake made him scream as he ran his tongue across his greasy fries. "Shake! I think I'm, uhhhh!" Frylock excreted grease from his fries, sighing with relief. The grease got all over Shake's face. He licked some of it off, some of it sticking.

(AND THE FRENCH FRIES EJACULATES GREASE!

WHAT IS LIFE?!)

Frylock smooched Shake, his personal thank you. Soon after, he lay down on the bed, unzipping the zipper at the bottom of his box. "Maybe I'll forgive you after all of this." Frylock grinned at him. Shake unzipped his zipper as well, now both of their unmentionables showing.

(Don't fucking call them unmentionables! JUST SAY THAT THE FOOD HAS PENISES! HOW MUCH WORSE CAN THIS GET?!)

"Yeah, you'll also be crying and begging me to stop, happily of course." Shake got onto the bed and got on top of Frylock. He's shown so much love for me, and now it's time I pay it back, Shake thought.

(… It was a retorical question!!)

Before he would insert his member into Frylock's tight hole, he dressed it up with his 99 percent effective condom.

(… In case the french fries would get pregnant with the milkshake... (I know they protect against diseases too, but work with me here!))

After this was done, he made sure Frylock was facing him, laying on his back. He grabbed onto both sides of Frylock's sides and slowly thrusted into Frylock. Frylock decided to tease him.

"C'mon, you can't go any faster?" Shake grinned evily.

"You'll regret saying that." He kissed Frylock and began to thrust a bit faster.

Frylock soon felt an upcoming orgasm. It felt so good, he thought. Shake held tighter onto Frylock's sides as he looked up and panted, then soon gazed into his lover's eyes. He could defintely see the pleasure in them.

Frylock lay his head back. "Mmmm, yeah, c'mon, that's it, just a bit faster.."

(DON'T MAKE ME USE ”THE FACEPALM”!!)

Shake went a bit faster, his member rapidly entering Frylock's hole. "It's so tight," He said, panting. He evily smiled. "I'm gonna tear it apart and sign my name on it. You like that?"

(THAT'S IT! You're giving me no choice! Here comes, ”THE Facepalm”, only to be used in emergencies:

)

Frylock was definitely a slave to Shake now. He was sweating like a hog, moaning uncontrollably. He had his arms gripping his bedpost, but then they grabbed onto Shake straw, holding on during the ride.

(… Arms?

WHAT FUCKING ARMS?!)

"Holy fuck Shake! You're the best!" Frylock said, almost outta breath. He was unknowingly squeezing Shake's straw, more focused on the excitement.

Shake kissed him, still rapidly thrusting. "What's my name, bitch?" Frylock looked up at his master.
"Shake! SHAKE!" He got kissed again.
"My full name, baby!" He thrust even harder than before.
"Ahhhhh! GIVE IT TO ME, MASTER SHAKE! YOU'RE THE FUCKING BEST! AHHHH!" Frylock screamed, squeezing Shake's straw. Shake was about to climax, as well as Frylock.

(GIVE IT TO ME, MASTER SHAKE! YOU'RE THE FUCKING BEST!)

"FRYLOCK! OHH, MAN! KEEP SQUEEZING IT! AHHHHH!"

(AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!)

They both continued to moan as they each climaxed, with Shake uncontrollably leaking his green shake substance all over Frylock's face.

(AND IT'S GREEN!!

The McDonalds goblet is EJACULTING GREEN MILKSHAKE ON A BAG OF FRENCH FRIES WITH BEARD!)

They both collapsed on the bed. Frylock cuddled up to Shake.

"Ha," Shake said. "Your face looks a lot better now." He licked some of the shake off Frylock's face.

"Yeah, so does yours." Frylock licked some of the grease off of Shake's face. They both awkwardly laughed.

(Awkward is the least you can call this...)

"I guess we better go clean off in Carl's pool." Frylock said.
"Are you nuts?" Shake said. "It's cold as hell out there! I'll stay, even though you'll be gone and I'll have no one to cuddle with."

Frylock rolled his eyes, smiling. "Fine, I'll stay."

He lay in bed next to Shake again, holding him close. "Goodnight Shake."

"Goodnight, Frylock." They kissed and drifted off to sleep.

They had pleasant dreams that night, wet dreams. It just goes to show that you can be poor as hell, smart as hell, mean as hell, or weird as hell. You can still manage to have fun :)

(NO! NOT IF YOU'RE FOOD!

FUCK YOUR LIFE! FUCK YOUR HOUSE! FUCK YOUR COMPUTER! FUCK YOUR EYES! FUCK YOUR GRANDMA! FUCK YOUR WALLPAPERS! FUCK YOUR PETS! FUCK YOUR FAVORITE VEGETABLE! And most importantly: FUCK YOU!!)

Wow, imagine the raging boner Pinkluver93 gets whenever he goes to McDonalds! Or if Pinkluver is a girl, then that would explain why there's always a ”Caution: Wet Floor” sign on the floors...

Improvisation

In lack of anything more productive to do, I will now try to write something on the blog. Now, to come up with something to talk about...

...

Animated movies.

Animated movies rocks.

I hope you watched plenty of Disney films when you were a kid, or else your childhood, how to put it mildly, SUCKED RAW BALLS!

Especially the hand drawn movies, DAMN! That was like ART! Watching art moving around and talk to awesome music, THAT is pure awesome!

And for some reason I like the so called "disturbing animated movies" the most, movies like Watership Down, Felidae, Plague Dogs etc.

Lets talk a bit about Felidae, I was almost writing a fanfic about it (almost, but then I realized that I don't want to write that sort of stuff. Ever...) after I saw it. THAT'S HOW GOOD IT WAS!

That you just saw was a fan made trailer, and YES! IT'S COMPLETELY SICK BEYOND ALL LOGIC AND COMMON SENSE! I LOVE IT!

I've watched this movie over and over again, AND IT JUST GETS BETTER AND BETTER! And I've got a feeling that Disney were inspired by this movie in the Lion King, as there are two similar scenes in the final battle: the badguy leaps at the protagonist, covered by a veil of fire. The difference ofcourse is that while Scar simply gets thrown off a cliff, THIS badguy gets his entire gut sliced open so his innards falls out on the floor in a very graphic and detailed scene.

Cute, isn't it?

Anyway, DEFINITELY worth a shot, if you haven't seen it (and wasn't too creeped out by the trailer)

Wanna know something else that's animated and completely insane?

 Happy Tree Friends

 I think the reason why my humor is so brutal, is that I grew up watching shit like Happy Tree Friends and Salad Fingers.

I mean, JUST LOOK AT THIS SHIT!

This was the very first HTF I saw:

And ever since that day, I've been a massive fan of the "Rambo-tribute" Flippy <3
Oh, and I also made my sister, who was like four-five years old at the time, watch this show. She's also pretty fucked up now...
 However, I guess that it's kinda good to have a fucked up childhood, because later when you decide to explore the rest of the internet, and discovers rule 34, you'll be harder to faze!
My childhood has been violently abused and gangraped multiple times during my years on the 'net, but I just have to drink a few shots of vodka until I'm ready for more, while I know people who still weeps blood after reading my first ComicsFic commentary!
...
SEE WHAT HAPPENS WHEN I TRY TO IMPROVISE?! I start talking about disturbing animated cartoons!
...
Anyway, if you haven't got anything better to do with your life, WATCH WATERSHIP DOWN!
These rabbits kicks Bugs Bunny's fluffy puffy tail BIG TIME!

Don't let yourselves be fooled by their cuteness: this film has some really disturbing and traumatizing scenes, and the song Bright Eyes is 99% sure to bring you to tears!

Storytime: Mine *Valentines Day Edition!*

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Voltaire, motherfuckers. AURELIO VOLTAIRE!

If anyone were to ask me about my favorite singer/artist, it would be Aurelio Voltaire.

Without the shadow of a doubt.

Ever since I've been like, twelve, I've absolutely ADORED this awesome motherfucker!

Lemme show you what I mean:

Okay, this is the last one, I promise:

Alright, I know my mind is completely fucked up, but this is what I listen to.

And it's not just his songs that's awesome: it's his personality and sense of humor, his drawings and OH BY GOD THAT BEARD IS MOTHERFUCKING FABULOUS! And his voice is the pure, audial form of awesomness!

Music nowadays SUCKS MAJOR ASSBALLS! Seriously:

Nigga nigga swag yolo money bitches dat ass bitches swaggah money

THAT'S what people listen to these days...

At least stupid people does. And unfortunatly, stupid people takes up about 90% of the Earths population today.

 And then we've got:

WAAAA WAAAAAA WAAAA WUB WUB WUB WUB SCCRREEEEE SCRREEEEE WUB WUBBA WUBBA WUBBA WAAAAA WAAAAAAAA NOISE MAYHEM DESTRUCTION MISERY

Behold; Dubstep. The Ear-rape music everybody loves and they have no idea why.

Yes, I listen to dubstep. I have NO IDEA why. It's just noise, a lot of noise and random chaos! SO WHY DO I LISTEN TO IT?!

WHY DO PEOPLE LISTEN TO IT?! 

Seriously, my ears bleed acid after ten seconds, BUT I JUST CAN'T STOP LISTEN!
DAFUQ IS THIS WITCHCRAFT?!

Anyway, if there's someone I can listen to for DAYS, it's Lindsey Stirling and her violin dubstep. 

THAT is good dubstep!

But then again, Lindsey Stirling is one of the most talented persons on this world!

I fucking ADORE this woman and her music!

Ah, beautiful, aint it?

LOOOL GAAAAY!

Who the FUCK said that?!

Bitch, I'mma show bricks of lego into yo dick, yo TONE-DEAF EGGPLANT!

Anyway, gotta go and listen to some other talented and awesome musician now: Skye Sweetnam

KTHXBAI!

Storytime: Mindgames

Yes. It's KUNG FU PANDA TIME, BITCHES!

This is less than 2k words of Master Crane FUCKING Lord Shen...

Master Crane happens to be my favorite character in the entire KFP franchise, so this was extremely painful to read, therefor I apologize for my lack of witty comments in this one.

The only one who's slightly in character (except for the fact that I seriously doubt any of these two would've banged each other anyway) is Shen. But that's kinda merciful, merciful to me who worships Crane anyway...

For everyone who worships Shen however...

But I guess it could've been worse: they could have proper bird anatomy!

Although, just the fact that some people out there actually SHIP Crane and Shen as a couple is painful as hell. I guess there really is no escape from Rule 34... *sob*

Summary: It has been a while since Shen lost the battle at Gongmen, he now lives in the Jade palace, rooming with Master Crane from the furious five. One night Shen is finally able to break Crane's resistance, starting a much needed night of pleasure for the both of them.

(In other words: CRANE IS A MOTHERFUCKING NECROPHILIAC!! Sure, Shen's death was a little... fuzzy. But he DIED! AND EVEN IF HE SURVIVED HE WOULDN'T LIVE AT THE JADE PALACE WITH CRANE! HE'D BE LOCKED UP LIKE THE PSYCHOPATH HE IS!)

Warnings: Slash, Graphic sex. If you do not like one or any of these I respect your opinion, please respect mind by leaving this page without commenting. Thanks.

(Oh yeah? Well, that's EXACTLY what I'm gonna do! Why? BECAUSE YOU DESERVE IT! YOU DESERVE EVERY LITTLE COMMENT I'M ABOUT TO GIVE THIS FUCKFIC! Pervert...)

I do not own Kung Fu Panda. Luckily for you.

(THANK. HEAVENS!)

Mind Games by DontBeAZombie

Shen looked around the room; it was quite and dark with only a dim light from the window. The moon was large and hazed the peaceful valley in blue. Shen looked over to Crane who looked back at him. The two birds had been sitting in silence since night fall; that had to be a few hours ago. They made no sounds but seemed to know what the other was thinking. The twitching in their feathers and depth of their eyes had required a voice of their own, one only they could hear and understand.

(Oh boy...)

Crane enjoyed watching the Peacock stare peacefully out the window, memorized by the pure white in his feathers with the accents of red. Not even the lady Wingsong would be a more beautiful view then Shen was that night. His red eyes pierced through the blackness that surrounded them. They stared intensely at Master Crane, beckoning him to approach.

Crane was grateful for his years training his body and mind, the desire that threatened to take over at any time was suppressed by his discipline. Shen's confident never broke, he always looked so sure of himself, sure Crane would break. The Master began to wonder if holding back was really necessary.

(Yes. It is, Crane. It is.)

Ignoring his feelings and trying to sleep another night frustrated would be in vain. He began walking to the other side of the room where Shen waited. His beak curved in a little smile momentarily, victory was his tonight. Crane toward over him, his black feathers camouflaged in the darkness of the room. Cranes golden eyes filled with desire as he sat beside his former foe.

(FOR FUCK SAKE, CRANE!)

Cranes beak gaped slightly, as he leaned in and kissed the lord. Shen did not react, his expression was still, his deep red eyes judging every move master Crane made. Crane's heart began to pound as the seconds sped by, perhaps her misread Shen's body language, maybe he was to engulf in his own desires he had imagined the promiscuity of the white Peacock; But why did he not push away?

(Because he's a sadistic asshole, both in this crapezola fic and in the movie?)

Panicked, Crane pulled back to see the lord, his expression sent a shiver of regret down Cranes back, it was cold, unimpressed. "Do you really think a Lord would lie with common water fowl?" Shen commented cruelly, his beak smirked with dark amusement.

(”Actually, sir. I'm not what you'd call a ”common water fowl”, I'm more of a ”wetland fowl”. And If we're going to be like that, it's not that I'm looking forward to the idea to shag a close relative of the pheasants”

AND I'M READING THIS IN THEIR VOICES!

AAAAAAUUUUWWWRGGHH!)

Crane initial reaction was panic, hurt, and anger. A fire began to burn inside him; how much of this bird's bad attitude did he have to put up with? He lifted his head, backing away from Shen and turning towards the door.

(Run, bro. RUN!)

"Are you really going to give up that easily?" Shen said with a small chuckle, 'was he playing mind games?' Crane wondered. "I can take the hint that you are not interested"

Shen rolled his eyes, "You are so pathetic" He said standing up beside the crane. "I would rather not start an argument with you" Crane replied.

"I insulted you" Shen said with amusement, "I have been sending mixed singles for a while now, I'm sure some frustration has built up"

(I can sure feel my frustration build up... LET'S JUST GET TO THE BIRD-FUCKING PART ALREADY! I WANNA GO HOME AND DRINK!)

Shen was right, Crane could not remember the last time being with someone intimately, let alone someone like Shen, He was not at all shy to let his feelings known, just complicated. Crane had to admit all the emotions Shen brought out of him were not unpleasant.

Crane turned towards Shen, crashing his beak to the white peacocks once again, the kiss was filled with passion. Lord Shen was satisfied with the new urgency he could feel in Cranes kiss. The room seemed to heat up at their touch; Crane ran his wing down Shen's back. The Lord pushing his body up against the other bird, adding to the kiss with a parted beak, running his tongue across the Crane's own.

(Let me remind you: they've got beaks... HOW do two individuals with BEAKS TONGUE each other?!

 No! 

Never mind! 

Don't answer that!)

Shen closed his eyes as Crane pushed his body back to the hard wooden floor, careful to avoid the thin paper like walls separating Monkeys room from his own. Crane straddled Shen's hips, lifting the Lords legs as he ran his wings down his waist, feeling the smooth white feathers of the peacock below him.

(Oh my God...)

Shen removed his lips from the other birds; he instead began to suck lightly on Cranes neck, often biting down on the now sensitive area.

(Lord Shen: the only bird in the history of Peafowls who can suck with their beak)

Crane allowed one of his feathers to enter Shen, who moaned in approval. This was the first time Crane had laid with a male, but he was aware of the proper precautions and steps he needed to take in order for his partner to enjoy himself to his fullest.

Shen threw his head back to the wooden floor as Crane messaged and stretched his tight entrance. Shen could feel a painful sting, It had been many nights since his capture, all without another's company, making him less prepared then he wished himself to be.

(Oh for fuck sake, IT'S JUST A FEATHER!

YOU CAN TAKE IT!)

As Crane inserted another feather Shen's hips bucked, allowing easier access as he felt the urge for more. Shen moaned loudly before Crane pushed their becks into another kiss, muffling the moans of the killer below him. Shen wrapped his wings around Cranes neck, holding onto him tightly as he breathed heavy "Hurry up" He said sounding desperate and impatient.

Crane proceeded; removing his two feathers as he positioned his hard erection outside the avian's entrance. Crane was never the kind of boy to enjoy sex without love, but Shen brought out so many competing emotions. He could make the taller bird seethed inside with anger and hatred, yet his feathers would ruffle at the thought. All his training to repress such feelings were in vain the moment Shifu decided Cranes room was the ideal place for Shen, knowing Crane would do little protesting.

(Master Shifu was wrong. Master Shifu is a twit)

Crane pushed in slowly, trying his best not to injure the Lord, he didn't want his friends to question why Shen was suddenly limping again. 

Shen had other plans as he lifted his hips, forcing his gentle lover deep inside. Crane let out a gasp of approval as pleasure caused his limbs to shake, it had been too long. Shen grinned widely, his grin was cruel and dark, it alone could make Crane shiver, if he was not so distracted.

(Yes. The birds have dicks. I mean, how else are they supposed to fuck if they in real life only have a cloaca? Scissoring?

Oh fuck...

Now I imagined that )

Crane followed Shen's hip rhythm as he pulled out, and then pushed back in. Crane felt sweat collect on his forehead as he pumped his length into Shen's body. His lips stayed sealed to Shen's as he muffled moans, afraid to wake up his friends, Shen seemed less concerned as bumped his hips on the ground. Crane grabbed Shen's hips for control, stopping them from thumping the wooden floor loudly. His groin began building with pressure as Shen moaned in his throat.

Shen pulled Cranes body closer to his own, rubbing their chest together as sweat gathered on the hot bodies. Shens wings ran down Cranes back, grabbing and pulling at the ruffled gray and black feathers. Shen released his beck from Cranes as the taller bird hit his sensitive spot, causing him to moan loudly only to be cut off again by Cranes wing, holding his beck closed.

"Shhhh" Crane said in a low whisper, glaring angrily down at the other bird, He knew Shen was meaning for them to ge caught. Shen just smiled back, making no promises.

Crane continued to pump his length into Shen's hot body, grunting quietly as he ravished the bird below him, aiming for Shen's prostate again, not missing once. 

Crane felt himself craving for release as he leaked slightly with Pre-cum. He held himself back, knowing Shen would have to release first if Crane had any hopes of rutting with the lord again. Crane sped up his motions, circling his hips inside Shen's as he pushed the white peacock to his limit. With a loud moan Shen released onto Cranes stomach, Crane was too stunned from the pleasure of his own release to worry for the palace that may have been awoken. Shen's breathing was heavy as he felt Crane's body fall limply on top of him, hot liquid filling his body.

(AAAUUUWWWWWWRGH!)

Crane breathed heavy, laying his head beside the Lords, nuzzling the side of Shen's face lovingly. When Shen made no response the water fowl lifted his head to see another blank expression before being pushed by the other bird "Get off" Shen said in a cold voice.

(And the next day Master Crane was charged with rape and sexual harrassement)

Crane glared, again Shen was being a pest, and very unpredictable. "I wish you would just tell me what you wanted" Crane commented.

"I told you what I wanted; I want you to get off of me" Shen smiled smugly.

(Duh! Gee, Crane! Sometimes you're so dense!)

Crane rolled his eyes as he lifted himself from the other bird; he walked right into that one. He moved to the other side of the room as Shen lifted himself from the floor.

"If you are hoping for romance and snuggling, I am afraid you picked the wrong partner" Shen said as he dusted himself off, walking toward the robe that laid on the floor.

"It must have meant something to you" Crane said matter of fact, as he pulled on his pants, even if it was not love, Shen must have felt something for him, respect would be a start.

"That's what Boss wolf figured too" Shen grinned, Cranes eyes went wide, how could someone be so unfazed by stabbing his own lover in the neck? Cranes stomach turned, getting involved with this Peacock was a bad idea.

(No shit, Crane?)

Shen could see the disgust on Cranes faced and scoffed, rolling his eyes. "You'll get over it" Shen pulled the white robe over his body "Don't delude yourself into thinking this is more than selfish pleasure on my part"

"Fine" Crane said angrily "You made your point. Now go to sleep, I have training tomorrow" Crane lifted his leg, hiding his head under his wing as he attempted to sleep.

Shen rested his body on top of his legs as he laid comfortably on the ground. He looked up to the taller bird who balanced skillfully. Giving Crane a last grin, knowing he had the other bird right where he wanted him. Shen tucked his head under his wing, joining the other bird in sleep.

SWEET MERCIFUL HEAVENS IT'S OVER!

And helloooo handsomes!