A/N: And...(drumroll, please)...Chapter Five! Enjoy!

Tylixe: Wh-what was th-th-that?

Guthan: This is reminding me of a creepy horror movie I saw once…

Torag: Yeah, I know. Scary, isn’t it?

Guthan: Yeah…

Tylixe: Seriously. What was that?

Guthan: What? Is the Oh-So-High-And-Mighty Lord Tylixe afraid of a little thunder?

Tylixe: Shut up! I just…prefer life without it…

(lightning lights up the sky outside)

Tylixe: AH!! (cowers)

Kari: Don’t worry, Ty, it’ll be okay. (pats him on the shoulder) Calm down.

Kina: Well, well. Another of Lord Tylixe’s secrets. Keep ‘em coming!

Tylixe: Oh, go jump in a lake.

Kina: How rude. (offended silence)

Kari: He didn’t mean it. Don’t get upset.

Kina: Hmph. (pause) Okay, I’m over it.

Tylixe: You are so weird.

(thunder)

Tylixe: (cowering) M-make it st-stop.

(Dharok enters room)

Dharok: Has anyone seen my boots?

Kari: Uh…

Torag: (sighs) They’re under your bed, where they always are.

Dharok: Oh. (pause) Thanks. (leaves room)

Kina: Okay then…

(flash of lightning)

Tylixe: (whimpers)

Kari: (pats Tylixe comfortingly on the arm) It’s okay Ty.

Guthan: (snickering) He’s never gonna live this down.

Tylixe: (glares at Guthan) You’re not going to live at all if you keep it up.

Kari: He’s rather sensitive about his weaknesses.

Tylixe: I don’t have weaknesses!

Kari: Everyone has weaknesses, Ty.

Tylixe: Oh yeah? What’s yours?

Guthan: Large amounts of gold stuff.

Tylixe: I wasn’t talking to you! And that’s not the kind of weakness I meant.

Kari: Yeah, we’re talking about fears.

Guthan: Oh. (thinks for a minute) Goblins with green furry hats.

Everyone else in room: (stares at Guthan)

Guthan: What? They’re scary. I saw one once, and I’m scarred for life. (shudders)

Torag: You’ve actually seen a goblin wearing a green furry hat?

Guthan: No.

Torag: Then how are you afraid of them?

Guthan: I’m not. It’d be fine if he’d just been wearing it.

Kina: What was he doing with it?

Guthan: He was attacking it. Quite ferociously. It was the scariest thing I’ve ever seen in my life. (shudders again)

Kina: Okay, you people are strange.

Ahrim: Yeah, I know. But you’re the one who started the show. It’s all your fault if we end up creeping people out with our strangeness.

Kina: People like me?

Ahrim: Sure. People like you. Blame yourself.

(door bursts open)

(sopping wet Verac tumbles in)

Verac: Hi, peoples!

Guthan: Hey, Verac! Long time, no see!

Verac: I know. Was I missed?

Karil: Not by Ahrim. The rest of us missed you though.

Verac: Ahrim! You didn’t miss me?

Ahrim: Not especially, no. I mean, you weren’t gone that long.

Verac: (sniffles) But Ahrim, I thought you’d miss me a little. I am your brother after all.

Ahrim: Oh, quit crying.

Kina: All right, that’s enough. Verac, you’re not still sick, are you?

Verac: Do I look sick?

Kina: Well, you never can tell…

Verac: Huh. No, I’m not. I feel fine.

Kina: Good. Though you may want to go dry off before you catch something.

Verac: Okay. (leaves room)

Karil: Well, that’s good. It wasn’t the same without Verac.

Ahrim: No, it was actually almost void of annoyances.

Kina: Oh, Ahrim, don’t be so unfriendly.

Ahrim: Huh.

Kari: Can I ask the next question?

Kina: Uh, I guess…

Kari: Cool. So, what are your favorite colors?

Ahrim: Burgundy.

Kina: I’ve always thought burgundy was kind of depressing. Too dark. Kind of emo.

Ahrim: Not this again…

Kina: Just saying.

Kari: My hair’s burgundy. Does that make me emo too?

Kina: Wow. Your hair is burgundy. Weird.

Kari: Hey!

Verac: Mine’s sort of orangish-brown.

Kina: Your hair?

Verac: No! My favorite color! My hair…sheesh. You’d think you’d be able to tell.

Kina: Oh.

Tylixe: Isn’t that the color of pretzels? Orangish-brown?

Verac:…Yeah.

Tylixe: Man, you’re obsessed! What’s so great about pretzels anyway?

Verac: Hey! Don’t insult the pretzels!

Tylixe: …

Kina: Can we get back to the question? Karil, what’s your favorite color?

Karil: Sort of…er…forest green, I guess.

Guthan: Tree hugger.

Karil: Um…I don’t know how you made that association.

Kina: Okay, Guthan, your turn.

Guthan: Navy blue.

Karil: Does that make you a sailor?

Guthan: No…

Karil: Then I’m not a tree hugger.

Guthan: Fine. Sorry.

Kina: Torag?

Torag: Sort of an orange-yellow. Goldish, but not metallic.

Kina: Go for the gold!

Torag: Okay…that was random.

Kina: Yeah. Sorry. Couldn’t help it.

Torag: Hm.

Kina: Dharok? You’re last.

Dharok: Purple. It’s so pretty.

Tylixe: Your favorite color is purple?!

Dharok: Yeah. So?

Tylixe: But that’s so…unmanly!

Dharok: Uh…so?

Tylixe: You wield an axe. You chop people’s heads off with one swing. And your favorite color is purple?

Dharok: Yeah. Stop making such a big deal about it.

Tylixe: But…but…

Guthan: Okay, Tylixe, what’s your favorite color?

Tylixe: Bright red. Or black, as a second.

Guthan: Oh. Darn. I was so hoping to get the chance to call you a hypocrite.

Tylixe: Well, too bad.

Guthan: Maybe some other day…

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