We aimlessly wandered around, with the sky getting darker and darker with each passing minute, and I feared if I stepped on any snake or some weird... creepy thingy.

"Hey, Killer Croc, how much more do we have to walk?" I asked him, and he ignored me.

"I'm taking to you, crocodile," I once again said, and he glanced at me and continued walking forward, making me reluctantly walk behind him.

"LISTEN TO ME, COCONUT HEAD!" I shouted, and he abruptly turned around and yelled at me, "What do you want?!"

"I wanna rest, because my legs are gonna detach from my body and I don't wanna choke a snake."

V thought for a moment, and then sighed, saying, "Fine, fine, but we'll have to find a place to sleep tonight."

"Hold up," I spoke, "There ain't gonna be any room, so is there gonna be no privacy for me?"

"Nu-uh," V simply shook his head.

"And I'll have to sleep in the open?"

"What do you expect?"

"I'm not gonna be sleeping in the open, with you, out of all people!" I burst out, "There are so many risks!"

"Like?" I could sense that he was enjoying this argument, hearing the amusement in his voice.

"As if you don't know," I muttered.

"I really don't know," he replied with a 'tch'.

"Ugh," I rolled my eyes, "I might just get eaten up by a lion or a wild monkey or who knows that you could be a molester?"

"Ha-ha, funny," he spoke and continued walking, and I followed up behind him, stomping my feet on the ground, which made the fallen leaves crinkle in response.

"Mister Killer, you're already a killer croc, so like, it could be a side business that I dont know of, maybe?"

"Offensive," he spoke, and I scoffed in response.

"You're the one to say?" I asked him, and he stopped and turned around, raising his eyebrow.

"Huh?"

"Just to give a reminder, Panda, you kidnapped me," I folded my arms, "And now we're stuck in the middle of nowhere because of your mighty-oh-wonderous direction sense and because of your swaggy cat's murder team. And I'm offended because I fell on my face thrice today."

"Shut up," he spoke, walking towards a fallen log of a tree.

"That's all you have to say? I expected a little apology, Panda."

"You're demented, kitten," he smirked, "Apologies only after the killing."

"And how does that help? I mean, apologizing to a dead body is like banging your head on a rock."

"And talking to you does the same to me," he sighed for the nth time in the day, and found a spot to sit on the log. I followed behind and sat beside him, of course, maintaining some distance between us, just in case he goes cuckoo because of my talks and decides to go cannibal on me.

"Am I annoying?" I asked him, and he looked at me as if I was a piece of art, and with utmost admiration, he sarcastically spoke, "Oh, no, you're the epitome of intellectual talks!"

"Thanks, hehe."

"You're too dumb, kitten," he rolled his eyes like a drag queen.

"Why are you calling me a kitten?"

"Why are you calling me a panda?"

"Because you're cuddly as a panda!"

"And you're cute as a kitten!"

Silence.

"What did you just say...?" I asked him, my mouth wide open. He brushed off a fly that was about to enter my mouth and facepalmed.

"Oh em gee, you just called me cute! Score!" I jumped up and did the victory dance, and he looked at me weirdly.

"I have two things to say," V said, "First: why did I say that? And second: why did I say that?"

"Mom, I just found you a son-in-law!" I shouted at the trees.

V sighed, "This is gonna be a long night."