The Chronicles of Dove and Kennith

Chapter 1- Eggs

Bronze pans would scatter on a polished black and white tile floor as a proud neko sighed in relief and joy. "Well fuck me gently with a chainsaw, I actually got the recipe right!" He would carefully showcase a shimmering metal cloche to a meekish deer lass. "Uh Ken- What exactly is it? It better be as good as the Indian curry my girlfriend makes or i'm sending you back to my slave camp-" Dove's worrying, yet reasonable response made Kennith shiver as he took the metal container off, revealing a vast arrangement of different egg-based dishes, Omelet, Souffle, and his prized recipe of custard. "I had to wrestle British dinosaurs to get this so you better enjoy it!" Kennith would huff slightly before gleefully digging into the scrumptious meals laid before him. The taste being almost euphoric, one would think he may be overreacting, but food was one of his most greatest pleasures in life, and trust me... he had a lot of them. Sometimes the neko would feel annoyed he couldn't deny his best friend, after all she had billions of dollars from her business "Peasants For Presents" which kept their comfy little abode running, and their luxurious activities that one could only dream to take part in.

However, to think their perfect lifestyle would never perish is a blatant oversight, as colorful bricks of plastic heavily rained down from the darkened pale sky. The worrisome neko and pissed deer lass stepped outside with an umbrella each, both with artistic representations of vibrant roses on them. "Oh this is absolutely a disaster! my poor Angel-dusted Snap-dragons would be ruined..." He sighed as Dove gleefully chuckled, stamping on his ruined flowers, their color as drained as the skin on Dove's face. "Firstly- suck it up you little bitch- secondly I know what this is, its the work of a witch long-forgotten, it's her signature attack move this isn't good-" As Kennith processed the current situation, Dove clothed herself with a cloak of blue translucent material that shimmered like the stars above. "You can't be talking about Amy The Rape Magician? The slut of the stars? I thought she died from like STDs or something" Dove quickly shook her head, disapprovingly as he applied his Morphe makeup pallete, and fastened up his clean mint colored jumper. "Are you sure we shouldn't call The Red Ranger for this?" Dove simply shook her head again, clearly no longer focusing.

The hybrids silently walked up a steep snowy mountain, Dove almost seemed to be in a trance state, as Kennith shivered beside her. The sheer cold of the wind clearly affecting him, while on the other hand, Dove was nonchalant to the weather's pernicious effects. "You haven't said a single word since we started traversing up his fucking cold-ass mountain, is everything ok?" He would turn to face the deer lass, before she finally cracked "God you just don't shut up do you? I can't tell you what I know, even my own thoughts have traumatized me for years" Dove put her head down solemnly before finally arriving at the glowing luminous entrance of the warm cavern. "Well we should come in I guess-" Kennith would take a step into the unruly cavern and feel the ground shift below him as it shattered into particles of broken rock shards, his screams painfully echoed as he grew further from sight, his face plastered white with fear. "Oh- Kennith I'll be down their give me a second-" Of course the frightened neko couldn't hear her nonchalent face telling her feelings. As she examined the outside of the cave, she wondered how she would get down there safely, without plummeting down to her death that is.

An hour or two would gently pass over, Dove had skillfully weaved a sturdy vibrant green grass ladder that she learned back in Vietnam, she would use it as a device to stealthily climb into the long foreboding pit of everlasting darkness. With a slight reverberating *thump* she would graze the ground below, picking up what she thought was a flashlight, but not a single ray of light was coming out of it- "Why the hell is thing sticky?" She would throw it to the ground as she shivered releasing its true use, she knew she was in the right place. She had to use her precious emergency smokes, as she lit up one, it gave her a plausible amount of light to work with as she traversed through the cave's warm depths, before noticing a horrific sight upon the ground. Ferociously torn designer clothes laid strewn on a rock, with slight instances of blood splattered in some places, it was no doubt Kennith's garments. "God that whore- I'm going to fucking skin her alive, and then skin her fucking, alive-" Her wish may of come sooner then she wished however, because as her harsh stomps left prints in the dusty ground, she took notice of a huge red velvet pulsating throne that was at least twice her size, A petty looking villain smiled at her "I've been expecting you best friend~"

Amy's gorgeous coal-black hair collected around her petite shoulders, shining against the shimmering flames around her throne, her piercing blue eyes a warning to any trespassers that came into her presence, and her expensive denim jacket and jeans showing her tacky taste in clothing. "Oh Dove~ its sure been forever, do you want to play a game with me now? Its been so looong~ it won't be the only thing that's lon-" She was cut off by Dove pulling out a small hand pistol, aiming it directly at her head "If you don't fucking tell me what you did to Kennith... this will be a school in America very soon you child-" The seductive witch would cast a beam of light at her former friend, as they would use their blue cloak reflect the dangerous spell towards the slut "WAIT N-". Amy was frozen in place as a faint fizzling sound was heard, the deer lass would turn her head to notice a sight which filled her with relief and joy, a bruised and exhausted neko would materialize in front of her eyes " S-so many wolves- t-they were" Dove would cut him off by hugging him. "We should get you cleaned off we've had quite a day-" Her face turned to frustration as she noticed the Slut of the Stars had vanished.

Back in their comfy abode, Kennith had clothed himself with some new designer clothes and Dove sat outside, staring over the blurring waves of cold waterfall water, considering what she had done today, on one hand, the Lego rain had ceased, but she still had no clue of Amy's motive, had she lost her only chance? A long furby rainbow shined in the blue sky, it gave her the slightest chance of hope in such a dark day. Kennith would walk out with delicious looking tacos and saucy salsa "Come on! Haha, its Mexican night, the only time its fun to be a foreigner and don't you dare trigger this fucking mexican" The deer lass blinked twice before reluctantly agreeing to his offer, having enjoyed the end to such a worrying day, they both went inside and consumed some fish tacos being the degenerate scum they were. "Amy will come back... she always does, my girlfriend never liked her after she got corrupted by lust and deception, I used to be able to tolerate her... but now-" Kennith gently patted Dove on her back before continuing to eat his food and drinks, his tea was really strong, which was strange considering he didn't pour himself tea, he preferred coffee, before he could say anything, he passed out on the table.

Dove would chuckle at Kennith as his head slumped against the table "Oh please- stop acting like you were drugged by a 6 foot purple dragoness called Blackberry, who loved the southern tropics and long walks on the beach" If the Neko was awake he would of questioned how specific her statement was, but after a few pokes Dove would realise the reality. "K-Kennith? W-wake up! What's wrong with you, are you sick, did you forget your pills? Fuck he doesn't take pills... Are you having a wonderful seizure, please respond to me! I'm worried about you..." However as shadows shifted in the night, it wasn't Kennith who she should of been worried about, as they both were in equal danger, a pale hand touched her shoulder as a soft tender voice whispered into her ear. "Oh sweet little dear~ you should of been worried about yourself! Pay more attention next time- if there is one that is" The unlucky girl would swiftly swivel around straight into a chloroform rag and feel her consciousness slowly fading as the malicious laughter of two devilish people shrouded in darkness would collect their "prey" perfect for a little game...