"I come from Oricall, the universe of the seven dimensions. I lived in the Fourth dimension before, but I shall stop talking about my birthplace, for I am sure you are not even interested. So, why are you two here?"
"I'm very glad. I haven't been in a human dwelling for so long. Blasted Kons. Do they never die? They make life impossible. Never mind. I hope you are not getting very confused." I smiled back at them.
"I'm not confused." I lied. I was totally confusd, what was he talking about? I looked at him. Man this guy talks alot. I turn back to my drink and take a sip.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I heard the wind howling outside the building and felt the temperature drop several degrees. I narrowed my eyes and looked suspiciously at the others. Could they be possessed? Not likely. But then what was happening. I looked around and saw no one who seemed to be trying to kill me. They can't be here yet! I thought to myself. Then I looked at the others who were looking at me with puzzled expressions.
Spike nuzzles him from under his coat and he winces, the sharp point on his tail grazing against his chest. He swears and takes him back out, setting him in his lap.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
