A Weird Pair

As the Skull Knight walked down the hall, he was stopped by a teacher who he got stuck arguing with. In the middle of the argument, he noticed a little girl walk into the school a fistance away before deciding to ignore her. "Come oonnnnn, can't I have the bag just this once!?" The Dark Weapon groaned as the teacher held a brown stitched-together sack away from him.

"It's full of bricks and fish heads. There's no way you're going to do anything good with this."

"But I just wanted to make a brick-sammich! Havn't you ever tried that?! IT's FINGER-NOMM'n GUD!!!" As the weapon tried to reach for the bag again the teacher just pushed him away.

"You want to eat a fish head between two bricks?"

"Like you've NEVER wanted to try that crap!"

With a moment of hesitation, the teacher handed him back the sack. "Ok, I want to see this."

Cautiously, The Skull Knight took a fish head and smashed it between two bricks, getting blood and fish-goo everywhere. Then, he slowly started to lift it up, heavilly considering the lifestyle choices that brought him to this poin- actually, no, his life was awesome no matter what! Then, without warning, he shouted "Sick fishy tyrunt!" and slid the fish sammich across the floor at the new girl's feet.

Droon, appearing almost out of nowhere, grabs the sandwhich thing and chucks it into the air, reaching out with his long tongue and swallowing it. His eyes widen and he grimaces "good lord, what was in that sand which!? It was horrible!" He had clearly not considered what exactly it was he ate, the mere mention of the word sand which was enough to convince him.

"I dunno...." The Dark Weapon mentioned, shrugging his shoulders while right behind him, the teacher just kept from facepalming, let go of his precious bag, and left. "I do stupid stuff sometimes. It's just a force of habbit. ThAT is who I am!"

As he finished talking, The Skull Knight struck an overly dramatic pose like he was some kind of superhero or something. "I protect the weak... when they deserve it.... And not the too weak, because screw that. I save the environment by not using books! I overthrow governments when they are run by very aggressive children and/or monkies! Fighting for the justice of squirrels everywhere unless the dogs win the war!" He spun around, putting both hands on his face randomly while crouching down. "Tortosumeneuusausagefestworldchampna- Screw it!"

Finally, The Skull Knight turned to the side, getting into a pose that mimiced the thinker. "I Am Admeral Brick-eruu!!! And I rock stuff... like a Flying Brick!"

"I know, right!?" The Skull Knight responded in a supprisingly cheery mood. Then he stopped and stood up straight, putting his hand on his chain. "Actually, now that I think about it, most of that was completely false. Except for the squirrel war... which I should know about for obvious reasons......... And bricks do, in fact, hurt like a b*tch!" He busted out laughing maniacly. "But it's just so much fun!"

"Fine! I don't care!" The Skull Knight transformed his spine-plate into a chain with a scythe-blade at the end and, twisting the chain around a little, managed to sit on his own partial transformation. "If you don't mind, I have a class to skip. And two bricks to replace, the stupid little son of- *grumblegrumble* AND a fish head!" He began to shout almost angerly. "Do you know how hard it is to find a good fish with a head? Not everyone has a head, you know!!!"

"Alright, then away we goo!" The Dark Weapon shouted, egerly. He then tried to scoot forward several times, just barely making progress with his weapon. Finally, he groaned slightly giving it one good push as he accidently knocked himself over, hitting his head on the ground with a solid "Thack" sound effect. Without a word, he just stayed face-down on the floor for a few moments.

"I liek books, too........." He mentioned, slightly muffled until he rolled onto his back, not caring what happened to the kid. Wait... was she with the dogs?! "Wait a minute." The Skull Knight slowly got up and looked the little girl in the eyes carefully. "Wait one giant maybe New-freaking-minute...." Finally, he snapped his bone-covered fingers. "You're a salamander, aren't you!?"

"Hmmm.........................................................."

The Skull Knight's features distorted as he closed one eye and crouched over, examining her face as he poked her in the nose. Then, with a few blank blinks, he got back up and pointed at her. "Nop, you're definatly a salamander! I'd know the face of a salamander everywhere! And here I thought you might have been a slug for a moment." He laughed slightly at the mere thought. "Just like that what's-her-face-June and that what's-her-face-what's-her-face in the trees!"

"Nope, I refuse to accept that!" The Dark Weapon crossed his arms, defiantly. "Don't you know?! Foxes are canines. Like wolves and the samurical grey fox and that WIERD Jeff Foxworthy." With an awkward expression, he almost seemed to growl for a moment. "Worthy of my foot up his neck.... Note to self, send Jeff more death threats...."

The Skull Knight snapped out of his funk and focused back at the little salamander. "I can't aid the squirrels if I'm a dog! Especially not if I'm a fox. Those things can't even talk, EVER, DISPITE WHAT THE SONG SAYS!?!?" Suddenly, he grabbed the kid by the shoulders and started shaking them. "You know what squirrels do to people who betray them!? It's game over, man, Game Over!"

"Fine, fine...." The Skull Knight mentioned, finally giving in. "You're a slug. I don't believe it but whatever the heck you want." He crossed his arms, trying to ignore mis-labeling her as a slug. "Just... don't be one of those slugs into doing the salamander stuffs.............. Ever............... Pretty sure that's how you become a blinds."