-CHAPTER THREE: THE CURE-


: Guess we should go test this new stuff out.


: What, are we just going to walk around until something shows u-


: Oh.

: Looks like we snuck up on them. Let's take advantage of it.


: ...

: ...

: ...Nice hit, there. Maybe you should get a weapon, Cook.

: NEVER! I'll beat them with my sexiness alone!


: And I'll just burn them.

:
Showoff. 

: Guys, look! I killed one!

: Shut up J, no one cares.

: ._.




: MONEY!

: EXP!

: Looks like we got just enough to buy you that CURE spell.

: What? Oh, yeah, that. We should get that.

: Hell no, I'm keeping this money.

: Excuse me?

: Consider it payment for not letting me steal anything.

: ...
stare Reg, quit being an a*****e.

:
I think you should give her the money. 
: I'll stop being an a*****e when you stop being a b***h. You've done nothing but boss us around this whole time.

: Hey, now. No need for name calling.

: ...

: What? Nothing to say?

: ...

:
I really think you should just give her the money. 
: ...Fine then. Keep it.

: ...

: ...
eek 
: ...that's it?

: You're not going to get all mad and go crazy like you normally do?

: Now, why would I do that? If Reg doesn't ever want to get healed by me ever, that's his decision.

: ... God, you're a b***h.

: And you're an a*****e.

: If he's an a*****e, can I be a-


: NO, COOK.

: Damn.


: One CURE spell, please.
biggrin 
:
Such a b***h. -END CHAPTER THREE-