Skeppy . looked at the spotty teapot in his hands and felt stable.

He walked over to the window and reflected on his beautiful surroundings. He had always loved crowded London with its teeny, terrible trees. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel stable.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Mega .PVP. Mega was a virtuous knight with skinny eyebrows and fluffy lips.

Skeppy gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a special, hilarious, Lava drinker with short eyebrows and brown lips. His friends saw him as a grubby, greasy gamer. Once, he had even saved an upset puppy that was stuck in a drain.

But not even a special person who had once saved an upset puppy that was stuck in a drain, was prepared for what Mega had in store today.

The moon shone like laughing monkeys, making Skeppy happy.

As Skeppy stepped outside and Mega came closer, he could see the lucky glint in his eye.

Mega gazed with the affection of 2132 brave soft snakes. He said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want a raise."

Skeppy looked back, even more happy and still fingering the spotty teapot. "Mega, I don't have the money," he replied.

They looked at each other with confident feelings, like two racid, raspy rats shouting at a very clever dinner party, which had piano music playing in the background and two cute uncles thinking to the beat.

Skeppy studied Mega's skinny eyebrows and fluffy lips. Eventually, he took a deep breath. "I'm sorry," began Skeppy in apologetic tones, "but I don't feel the same way, and I never will. I just don't love you Mega."

Mega looked angry, his emotions raw like a grisly, green gun.

Skeppy could actually hear Mega's emotions shatter into 3233 pieces. Then the virtuous knight hurried away into the distance.

Not even a drink of Lava would calm Skeppy's nerves tonight.

THE END