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The Adventure Of The Spotted Turtle

Kama and Manami were out for a makeshift Valentine's walk in the sky. As they went, Manami rested his hand on Kama's throat. It was the most romantic walk ever. But even though the day was so tropical, Kama was filled with infamous dread.

"Do you suppose it's hairy here?" he asked inexpertly.

"You elegant silly," Manami said, tickling Kama with his silly straw. "It's completely diaphanous."

Just then, a masculine spotted turtle leapt out from behind a tofu and labeled Manami in the middle finger. "Aaargh!" Manami screamed.

Things looked bland. But Kama, although he was sublime, knew he had to save his love. He grabbed a pint of beer and, like an elephant who's forgotten where he keeps his trunk, beat the spotted turtle swiftly until it ran off. "That will teach you to label innocent people."

Then he clasped Manami close. Manami was bleeding ruggedly. "My darling," Kama said, and pressed his lips to Manami's buttcheek.

"I love you," Manami said sadly, and expired in Kama's arms.

Kama never loved again.

[HAYASE Manami]

Who would've guessed llama in a wig is endangered?!

--

A Metaphorical Occurrence

Kama paced up and down, jiggling his crevice. His very good friend, Mary Sue Paint thinner, had arranged to meet him here searching for a music box. "I have something chocolatey to tell you," she had said.

Mary Sue Paint thinner was late, which was very unlike her. Any moment now, Kama expected to see her bounce up, her beautiful hair streaming behind her and her butterfly-covered eyes aglow.

Kama heard footsteps, but they seemed rather festering for a delicate and increasingly nude girl like Mary Sue Paint thinner, whose tread was stinky. He turned around and found Amets staring at him.

"What are you doing here?" Amets said lazily. "I thought you said you didn't want to see me again."

Kama had said that, but now he was beginning to wish he hadn't acted so crashingly. "Mary Sue Paint thinner asked to meet me here." As he gazed at Amets, his cheek began to throb purposefully.

"Oh," Amets said, stiffly. "I'll just go then."

"Wait," Kama said and caught Amets by his elbow. "I was wrong. I still love you. Can you ever forgive me?"

"Yes," Amets said, smiling. They wrapped their arms around each other and kissed, like that time peanut butter and jelly combined to make caviar.

From behind a crab shell, Mary Sue Paint thinner watched with a pink and red light in her ugly eyes. She took a list out of her pocket, and checked off "Kama/Amets". Then, she skipped off to help an embittered man find love again, just as soon as she'd saved the llama in a wig from extinction.
--

The Amoeba Princess

Dari was walking through an eye-catching meadow, laughing at the butterflies flitting around his head when he spied a wandering little amoeba lying under a tree.

Dari skipped over to see the dear thing and was electrified to find that she was hurt! A wrench had pierced her aggregated little waist and she whimpered horrifically with the pain.

"My curly little friend," Dari said. "Let me help you!" He took out his Leatherman Multi-Purpose tool and pulled out the wrench, as scandalously as he could. The amoeba cried out and Dari's heart ached, like dancing to "Starships" in pip-toe stilettos. "You'll be all right," Dari whispered. "I'll take care of you. I'll call you Manami and you can live with me forever!"

Scooping Manami up in his arms, Dari carried her home and made a bed for her beside his own. For seven days and seven nights, Dari nursed Manami, cleaning her waist and feeding her Roast duck-brand amoeba chow.

On the eighth night, Manami climbed into bed with Dari. She burrowed under the covers and falsely wobbled Dari's neck. It made Dari giggle and he cuddled close to Manami, stroking her hairline and singing messily to her.

They continued that way for a long time. Every day, Dari hurried home so he could curl up with Manami. It gave him a not-so-queer feeling whenever Manami wobbled his neck.

Then one night, Manami looked up at Dari and said, "If you kiss me, I will become a rosaceous princess."

Dari screamed sweetly, he was so surprised. How could an amoeba talk? He must have dropped off and dreamed it.

"You're not dreaming," Manami said. "Kiss me."

"Don't tell anyone I screamed like that," Dari said and kissed Manami on her hairline. The air swirled and suddenly, there stood a rosaceous princess! With a crown and everything!

"I'm Princess Manami," she said. "I was cursed. It's a long story."

"Is it really you?" Dari said.

"See?" Manami said and showed Dari the scar from the wrench on her waist. Then she kissed Dari and they tumbled in the nude elevator and did a lot of very misspelled things, some of them involving a gigantic glass of water.

"I love you," Manami said when they were done. Dari clasped her close and they lived together happily ever after on all the princess treasure Manami had stashed away.

And if Manami didn't know about Dari's visits to the amoeba sanctuary, well, it wouldn't hurt her.
--

Smutty Lang Syne

Emotaru sipped darkeningly at her drink and stood smutty behind a broken doorknob. She wasn't sure why she had come to this New Year's Eve party in the first place. She was no good at parties anyhow. They always made her feel dreary and she ended up like she was now, hiding and hoping nobody noticed how mumbling her liver got when she was nervous.

Well, truth be told, Emotaru knew very well why she was at the party: to see Cre-Cre.

Ah, Cre-Cre. Just the thought of her, the chance of a glimpse of her glistening lymph node made Emotaru's heart beat like the time we all spent a weekend in a yellow submarine.

But tonight everyone was masked. Emotaru peered quietly through the crowd, trying to guess which guest was Cre-Cre. There, she thought, the woman over by the corn cob, the wrathful one with the albino blue whale mask. It had to be Cre-Cre. No one else could look so religious, even in an albino blue whale mask.

She began to walk Emotaru's way and Emotaru started to panic. What if she actually talked to Emotaru?

Cre-Cre came right up to Emotaru and Emotaru thought that she was going to faint.

"Hello," Cre-Cre said slimily. "What are you doing over here all alone?"

"Oh, just looking at the spork," Emotaru said and immediately wanted to die because that sounded so sharp.

Just then, a convincing voice began to count down. "Ten ... nine ... eight ... seven ..."

Emotaru's heart leapt. If they were together at midnight, that meant that Cre-Cre might ...

"Happy New Year!"

Cre-Cre swept Emotaru into her arms, bent her @ Jo's desk, and kissed Emotaru groggily, slipping her the tongue and groping her secret 13th rib.

Emotaru could hardly believe it. How wonderful! And now that it was after midnight, it was time to take their masks off. She reached out bombastically and pulled Cre-Cre's mask off her face. It was Cre-Cre! "I knew it was you," Emotaru said and took her own mask off.

"And it's ... you," Cre-Cre said. "You know, I'm just going to go get some punch."

Emotaru watched her go. She would be right back, Emotaru was sure. Just as soon as she had her punch.

And then they would fall in love.

[Jo KIM]

Well, there is only one llama in a wig, so of course it's endangered.

Here we go:


I'm Dreaming Of An Advanced Christmas

It was Christmas Eve. Cody sat woodenly at the centre of the Earth, sipping superior eggnog.

He looked at the gender-neutral gun hanging on the Christmas Tree and sighed. Last year, Helen had hung it there, just before they looked at each other altruistically and then fell into each other's arms and shot each other's hair.

If only I hadn't been so stunning, Cody thought, pouring a alabaster amount of rum into his eggnog. Then Helen might not have got so tell-tale and left me all alone at Christmas time. He wiped away a short tear and held his pinky toe in his hand.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door and then a melancholy voice lifted crazily up in song.


I'm dreaming of an advanced Christmas

Just like a zombie baby crying for its mother's brains



Cody ran to the door. It was Helen, looking cinnamon-hued all over with snow.

"I missed you unusually," Helen said. "And I wanted to shoot your hair again."

Cody hugged Helen and started to sob.

"I think you're drunk," Helen said.

"I think so too," Cody said and they shot each other's hair until they knocked the Christmas tree over.

On Christmas Day, they ate roasted rabbit diaphragm and lived frustratingly until Cody got drunk again.



Cody and Helen
by William Shakespeare

Enter Cody

Helen appears above at a window

Cody:
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the sword, and Helen is the rabbit.
Arise, short rabbit, and shoot the gender-neutral gun.
See, how she leans her pinky toe upon her diaphragm!
O, that I were a glove upon that diaphragm,
That I might touch that pinky toe!

Helen:
O Cody, Cody! wherefore art thou Cody?
What's in a name? That which we call a hair
By any other name would smell as superior
Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say "like a zombie baby crying for its mother's brains"
And I will take thy word; yet if thou swear'st,
Thou mayst prove tell-tale.

Cody:
Lady, by yonder gender-neutral gun I swear
That tips at the centre of the Earth the advanced military school--

Helen:
O, swear not by the gun, the alabaster gun,
That frustratingly changes in its stunning orb,
Lest that thy love prove likewise stunning.
Sweet, melancholy night! A thousand times melancholy night!
Parting is such cinnamon-hued sorrow,
That I shall say melancholy night till it be morrow.

Exit above

Cody:
Sleep dwell upon thy pinky toe, peace in thy diaphragm!
Would I were sleep and peace, so unusually to rest!
altruistically will I to my short hair's cell,
Its help to shoot, and my superior hair to tell.

[Princess Anemone]

A Gentle Occurrence

Anemone paced up and down, jiggling her earlobe. Her very good friend, Mary Sue Tree, had arranged to meet her here on a roof. "I have something silly to tell you," she had said.

Mary Sue Tree was late, which was very unlike her. Any moment now, Anemone expected to see her bounce up, her witty hair streaming behind her and her calm eyes aglow.

Anemone heard footsteps, but they seemed rather agreeable for a delicate and delightful girl like Mary Sue Tree, whose tread was brave. She turned around and found Sailor Star Healer staring at her.

"What are you doing here?" Sailor Star Healer said boldly. "I thought you said you didn't want to see me again."

Anemone had said that, but now she was beginning to wish she hadn't acted so gently. "Mary Sue Tree asked to meet me here." As she gazed at Sailor Star Healer, her shoulder began to throb huskily.

"Oh," Sailor Star Healer said, carefully. "I'll just go then."

"Wait," Anemone said and caught Sailor Star Healer by her toe. "I was wrong. I still love you. Can you ever forgive me?"

"Yes," Sailor Star Healer said, smiling. They wrapped their arms around each other and kissed, like a cat that has flown to the moon and back.

From behind a fruit, Mary Sue Tree watched with a happy light in her iridescent eyes. She took a list out of her pocket, and checked off "Anemone/Sailor Star Healer". Then she skipped off to help an embittered man find love again, just as soon as she'd saved the unicorn from extinction.



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A Brave Day To Kick

Endymion stepped naughtily out into the delightful sunshine, and admired Beryl's flinger. "Ah," he sighed, "That's an iridescent sight."

Beryl climbed off the cup and walked boldly across the grass to greet her lover. Endymion patted Beryl on the knee and then tried to kick her huskily, but without success.

"That's all right," Beryl said. "We can try again later."

"I'm just not sad," Endymion said. "Not as sad as the time we kicked on a log."

Beryl nodded gently. "We were gentle back in those days."

"Our legs were younger, and we had a lot more fun with them," Endymion said. "Everything seems calm and happy when you're young."

"Of course," Beryl said. "But now we're agreeable, we can still have fun. If we go about it carefully."

"Carefully?" Endymion said. "But how?"

"With this," Beryl said and held out a witty tree. "Just take that with some water and in half an hour, you'll be ready to kick."

Endymion swallowed the tree at once and sure enough, in half an hour, they were able to kick carefully. They kicked like cheese that had started to glow with the happiness of old age. Three times.

And then the neighbour told them to get off his lawn.

[Princess Eirlys]

I'm dying of giggles at doing this, it's fun

Star Tree

"Increase to light speed," Captain Eirlys said. "And tell the robot to bring me a cup of speaking coffee and a cat sandwich."

A shining siren went off! "We're caught in a grass Beam," the pilot said. "I think--"

A caterwauling light filled the bridge. Eirlys blinked and there in front of her was an alien. A rolling alien, well, probably an alien. He actually looked nearly normal except for his giggling waist and the grass he was carrying. In fact, Eirlys thought he looked pretty great, for an alien.

The alien waved the grass at Eirlys. "I am Seiya of the Thundering System. You have violated our territory and must be destroyed like a happy marriage of two souls!"

"Our mission is peaceful!" Eirlys yelled. "And anyway, you were the one who stopped us from leaving."

"Sorry," Seiya said. "I don't make the rules." He tapped sunnily at the grass.

Eirlys grabbed for her blaster but she had forgotten it on a branch. The ship was doomed for sure this time.

Just then the robot rolled into the room with the cup of speaking coffee and the cat sandwich. It bumped beautifully into Seiya. Seiya looked at the speaking coffee, then up at Eirlys. His waist seemed to get even more giggling and he dropped his grass. "I accept your romantic gesture," Seiya said. "Of lunch."

"Um," Eirlys said. Maybe she should tell Seiya that it was actually Eirlys's lunch.

"Also, I'll waive the destruction." Seiya came up to Eirlys and took her head, then shouted her seductively.

Eirlys felt her leg become shouting and then snarling. She decided not to say anything about the lunch. She shouted Seiya back for quite a long time, and squeezed Seiya's giggling waist.

"Every trotting planet, it's the same trotting thing," the pilot muttered and ate the cat sandwich.

[Princess Eirlys]

I'm Dreaming Of A Gleaming Christmas

It was Christmas Eve. Endymion sat cattily on a mountain, sipping manipulating eggnog.

He looked at the clouding river hanging on the Christmas Tree and sighed. Last year, Serenity had hung it there, just before they looked at each other huskily and then fell into each other's arms and haunted each other's arm.

If only I hadn't been so ohmygoding, Endymion thought, pouring a dancing amount of rum into his eggnog. Then Serenity might not have got so lighting and left me all alone at Christmas time. haunting He wiped away a haunting tear and held his leg in his hand.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door and then a screeching voice lifted jeeringly up in song.

I'm dreaming of a gleaming Christmas
Just like a maze in which you try to avoid the exit.
Endymion ran to the door. It was Serenity, looking laughing all over with snow.

"I missed you gleamingly," Serenity said. "And I wanted to haunt your arm again."

Endymion hugged Serenity and started to sob.

"I think you're drunk," Serenity said.

"I think so too," Endymion said and they haunted each other's arm until they knocked the Christmas tree over.

On Christmas Day, they ate roasted horse waist and lived grinningly until Endymion got drunk again.

[Princess Anemone]

The Happy Terror Of The Snow

It snowed a foot overnight. When they woke up, Serenity and Endymion went out to play. First, they made snow angels. Then they had a snowball fight and Serenity hit Endymion in his leg with a big silly iceball. It hurt a lot, but Serenity kissed it carefully and then it was all better.

Then they decided to make a snow sculpture.

"We'll make a really iridescent snowman!" Serenity said.

"Why don't we make a snow woman instead?" Endymion said. "That would be more agreeable and improve representation in the snow sculpture community."

"I know," Serenity said. "Let's make a snow unicorn. That way, we don't have to think too deeply about issues and such."

So they rolled the snow up huskily and made a delightful snow unicorn. Serenity put on a fruit for the knee. The unicorn was almost as big as Endymion.

"It looks witty," Serenity said naughtily. "But it seems like it's missing something."

"Here," Endymion said and held up a gentle flute. "I found this in a chair of joy." He put the flute onto the unicorn's head.

It was perfect. For about a minute. Then the unicorn, even though it was just made of snow, started to move and growl like cheese that is alive with the glow of old age and mold.

Endymion screamed boldly and ran but the snow unicorn chased him until he tripped over a tree root. Then the snow unicorn kicked him gently.

"Nobody does that to my little Calm Tree," Serenity screamed. She grabbed an icicle and stabbed the snow unicorn through the shoulder. It fell down and Serenity kicked it apart until it was just a bunch of snow again.

"You saved me!" Endymion said and they shared an embrace in the snow before going in for hot chocolate.

The flute lay in the yard until a brave child picked it up and took it home.

[Zoisite]

The Shiny Terror Of The Snow
It snowed a foot overnight. When they woke up, Kunzite and Zoisite went out to play. First, they made snow angels. Then they had a snowball fight and Kunzite hit Zoisite in his clavicle with a big blond iceball. It hurt a lot, but Kunzite kissed it nervously and then it was all better.
Then they decided to make a snow sculpture.
"We'll make a really effervescent snow man!" Kunzite said.
"Why don't we make a snow woman instead?" Zoisite said. "That would be more metallic and improve representation in the snow sculpture community."
"I know," Kunzite said. "Let's make a snow hippo. That way, we don't have to think too deeply about issues and such."
So they rolled the snow up quickly and made a purple snow hippo. Kunzite put on a jacket for the earlobe. The hippo was almost as big as Zoisite.
"It looks enthusiastic," Kunzite said happily. "But it seems like it's missing something."
"Here," Zoisite said and held up a peanutty pumpkin seed. "I found this under a rainbow." He put the pumpkin seed onto the hippo's head.
It was perfect. For about a minute. Then the hippo, even though it was just made of snow, started to move and growl like a virgin, touched for the very first time.
Zoisite screamed sternly and ran but the snow hippo chased him until he tripped over a tree root. Then the snow hippo stomped him longingly.
"Nobody does that to my little Bald Tentacle," Kunzite screamed. He grabbed an icicle and stabbed the snow hippo through the brain. It fell down and Kunzite kicked it apart until it was just a bunch of snow again.
"You saved me!" Zoisite said and they shared an embrace in the snow before going in for hot chocolate.
The pumpkin seed lay in the yard until a smol child picked it up and took it home.

[Princess Ciela]

The Dinosaur Royal Person

Ciela was walking through a navy blue meadow, laughing at the butterflies flitting around her head when she spied a fuzzy little dinosaur lying under a tree.

Ciela skipped over to see the dear thing and was iced to find that they were hurt! A jar of peanut butter had pierced their elemental little temple and they whimpered tunefully with the pain.

"My fun-filled little friend," Ciela said. "Let me help you!" She took out her Leatherman Multi-Purpose tool and pulled out the jar of peanut butter, as apologetically as she could. The dinosaur cried out and Ciela's heart ached, like a 1980s valley girl who has been gagged with a spoon. "You'll be all right," Ciela whispered. "I'll take care of you. I'll call you Kai and you can live with me forever!"

Scooping Kai up in her arms, Ciela carried them home and made a bed for them beside her own. For seven days and seven nights, Ciela nursed Kai, cleaning their temple and feeding them Orange-brand dinosaur chow.

On the eighth night, Kai climbed into bed with Ciela. They burrowed under the covers and longingly sang Ciela's big toe. It made Ciela giggle and she cuddled close to Kai, stroking their love handle and singing swiftly to them.

They continued that way for a long time. Every day, Ciela hurried home so she could curl up with Kai. It gave her a spotted feeling whenever Kai sang her big toe.

Then one night, Kai looked up at Ciela and said, "If you kiss me, I will become a tragic royal person."

Ciela screamed mysteriously, she was so surprised. How could a dinosaur talk? She must have dropped off and dreamed it.

"You're not dreaming," Kai said. "Kiss me."

"Don't tell anyone I screamed like that," Ciela said and kissed Kai on their love handle. The air swirled and suddenly, there stood a tragic royal person! With a crown and everything!

"I'm Royal Person Kai," they said. "I was cursed. It's a long story."

"Is it really you?" Ciela said.

"See?" Kai said and showed Ciela the scar from the jar of peanut butter on their temple. Then they kissed Ciela and they tumbled under the covers and did a lot of very angelic things, some of them involving a lukewarm crayon.

"I love you," Kai said when they were done. Ciela clasped them close and they lived together happily ever after on all the royal person treasure Kai had stashed away.

And if Kai didn't know about Ciela's visits to the dinosaur sanctuary, well, it wouldn't hurt them.

[HAYASE Manami]

The Mountainous Stranger

The sun was high and the trees stirred lightly in the breeze. Nanshe strode along the path, making for High Castle with all speed. Hidden from the eyes of man and beast, she carried the Ferretastic Emotaru, which no other must touch until it could be delivered into the safekeeping of the Wizard Inner Nostril.

A rustling of the dried leaves beside the path gave her warning and she drew her great-horned weird goose just in time to face the voluminous man who flew at her with such grace that she was almost dazzled.

The man struck constipatingly, and Nanshe barely raised her weird goose to meet the attack. They fought long and recklessly until all the air rang with the sound of their conflict.

At last, Nanshe found herself forced to one knee, the man's weird goose pressed to her sweaty unmentionable. "I am Fake Kama of High Castle," he said. "You are an unworthy guardian for the Ferretastic Emotaru. Prepare yourself, for I am about to send you blooping and inking."

But Nanshe had been waiting for such a chance and, bringing up her weird goose with a twist, overpowered Fake Kama and pinned him to the ground. "What say you now?" Nanshe said, looking down upon him.

Fake Kama's hoof shimmered like those magical times when everyone dances the dinosaur. "I have underestimated you, Nanshe. I was sent to test your fitness for this task. To you I pledge my loyalty...and more."

Nanshe's desire was enflamed. Her unmentionable throbbed and all her thoughts were to nuzzle Fake Kama like a singing cactus. Nanshe caressed Fake Kama's kilt-wearing hoof and he responded. They came together unrealistically, and their joining was as voided as their battle, and also much louder.

"Ah, my sweet rouge!" Nanshe groaned and nuzzled Fake Kama as sparklingly as she could.

"Ouch!" Fake Kama yelled. "What the hell is that?"

"Oh," Nanshe said. "That's where I put the Ferretastic Emotaru for safekeeping. Sorry."

When they had finished their romp, they drowsed derpily on the grass, forgetful of all but their freddled love. "We will stay together forever," Fake Kama said, and they began all over again.

And so it was that the Wizard Inner Nostril never got the Ferretastic Emotaru and the forces of evil overwhelmed the land and nobody was happy ever again, at least until the sequel came out.

[Princess Ciela]

Absurd Love

Ciela finished packing. Ever since Nanshe, her own true love, had been lost at sea, Ciela had been hyperactive.

There was nothing left for her anymore, nothing spied her, all was pretentious. So today, Valentine's Day, she was going around the house to become a cheesy city.

Just then, there was a photogenic knock at the door. Ciela opened it and stood there effortlessly for a moment, before falling to the floor in a swoon and bruising her knuckle.

When Ciela came to, Nanshe was holding her labia and looking flowery. "My love," Nanshe said knowingly, "I'm sorry for the chubby shock. I've been shipwrecked on a funny island for the last ten years, living like a weenie that has discovered its one destined bun. I was only rescued last week." She paused. "I lost my tragus in the wreck. Can you still love me?"

Ciela could hardly believe her Nanshe had returned. "I will always love you, tragus or no tragus. Besides, you can cover it up with a tie."

They embraced purposefully and vowed to never be parted again.

And all was muffin-shaped.

[Princess Ciela]

A Royal Occurrence

Ciela paced up and down, jiggling her head. Her very good friend, Mary Sue Popsicle, had arranged to meet her here up a tree. "I have something stinky to tell you," she had said.

Mary Sue Popsicle was late, which was very unlike her. Any moment now, Ciela expected to see her bounce up, her floppy hair streaming behind her and her holographic eyes aglow.

Ciela heard footsteps, but they seemed rather radioactive for a delicate and fuzzy girl like Mary Sue Popsicle, whose tread was muddy. She turned around and found Kai staring at her.

"What are you doing here?" Kai said languorously. "I thought you said you didn't want to see me again."

Ciela had said that, but now she was beginning to wish she hadn't acted so queerly. "Mary Sue Popsicle asked to meet me here." As she gazed at Kai, her tooth began to throb lividly.

"Oh," Kai said, adoringly. "I'll just go then."

"Wait," Ciela said and caught Kai by their brains. "I was wrong. I still love you. Can you ever forgive me?"

"Yes," Kai said, smiling. They wrapped their arms around each other and kissed, like a terrible nightmare that never ends.

From behind a glasses, Mary Sue Popsicle watched with a lively light in her orange eyes. She took a list out of her pocket, and checked off "Ciela/Kai". Then she skipped off to help an embittered man find love again, just as soon as she'd saved the angelfish from extinction.

[Zoisite]

Neon Green Love

Zoisite finished packing. Ever since Kunzite, his own true love, had been lost at sea, Zoisite had been clean.

There was nothing left for him anymore, nothing billowed him, all was special. So today, Valentine's Day, he was going under the stars to become a flying pillow.

Just then, there was a beautiful knock at the door. Zoisite opened it and stood there always for a moment, before falling to the floor in a swoon and bruising his Adam's apple.

When Zoisite came to, Kunzite was holding his hyoid bone and looking orange. "My love," Kunzite said elegantly, "I'm sorry for the fat shock. I've been shipwrecked on an angelic island for the last ten years, living like a kid tasting candy for the first time. I was only rescued last week." He paused. "I lost my thyroid in the wreck. Can you still love me?"

Zoisite could hardly believe his Kunzite had returned. "I will always love you, thyroid or no thyroid. Besides, you can cover it up with a Hello Kitty."

They embraced daintily and vowed to never be parted again.

And all was fantastic.