Princess Murphy, otherwise known as Cillian, was strolling down through the beautiful beach in Tagateli. Hand in hand, his boyfriend Humpty was yapping and yapping, not knowing how to close his hole. He saw yoda; the local peasant, often seen begging by the castle. He got lost in Yoda's olive green skin and ragged clothes, he forgot he was in a healthy and loyal relationship. Yoda stared into Cillain's pale blue orbs, Cillian himself getting lost in Yoda's shit brown eyes.
Cillian felt captivated just by staring into Yoda's eyes, but faith at its own plans as Humpty spoke up... ' Pardon? , Cillian asked softly, not hearing Humpty.
' I said, 'Is there something wrong?', you've been staring at... that... for like 2 seconds, my strong, cuddly, bunny, hairy boo boo bear.. , Humpty replied with much more sass than needed.. in all honesty sass wasn't needed.
' Of course I am, dear. Shall we continue our walk? We wouldn't want that peaky little blinder staring much longer , Cillian smiled and pecked Humptys crusty dusty musty yucky ducky icky disgusting lips.
The two began walking again yet all Cillian could think of was Yoda... what was so special about the peasant? Nothing. Yet the princess was drawn to him.. like he was an drug he was addicted to.. like he was Ginny and Yoda was a toothbrush.. like he was in love...