Main frowned. "You don't know that," he muttered. "She was my obligatory love interest. Of course I liked her."

Bevan sighed. "Sorry," he mumbled, kicking the dirt beneath his booted feet. "Hey, um, we'll figure something out. Right? I mean, you defeated the Fan Brigade once before."

"Sure," Main stared at his hands, pausing in his walk. 

Bevan stopped."Main? You did defeat them, right?"

"We need help, David." Main said wistfully.

"It's Bevan."

"Yeah: Beaver. We need reinforcements." Main suddenly looked up, his expression serious.

"Main?" 

"We need Gregory."

*

Bevan scratched his head. "Well, in a way, we'll be killing two birds with one stoner. The king of the troll kingdom just happens to be..." He stopped to tie his shoe.

"Who?! Tell me already!" Main whined.

"The king of the troll kingdom is Gregorious Antagonia. Also known as Gregory."

Main's mind didn't seem to be functioning properly. Gregory had killed Buttercup? But Greg was a friendly giant, or a troll... There was a moment of silence. Only wind wailed through the air.

"Aren't you curious?" Bevan prompted.

"Well, yeah. Duh! But I'm really just waiting for you to explain already." Main replied.

*

"You're worried about him, huh?" Bevan asked.

Main frowned. "Greg was our friend. I'm just a little thrown off. What happened to make him so...you know."

"So black-hearted and murder-y? No one knows," Bevan said. He shrugged. "Not even the obligatory expository character."

"Then there's only one way to find out," Main declared. "Bevan, take me to Greg's kingdom!"