"Right." Temptation muttered. "Something that can cover my face so that none of Lord Fear's men can see me."
Temptation and Joy start brainstorming ideas in their heads. Suddenly, a waiter comes to their table and brings them menus.
"Hello and welcome. Here are the menus and list of specials for today. Can I get you started with drinks?" "Umm... a glass of water should be fine." Temptation says. "Same with me." Joy says as well and the waiter heads off.
Temptation scrolls through the menu. His mouth watered reading the menu items of filet mignon, beef wellington, and lobster ravioli on the menu, which made him forget about cheeseburgers. Later, the waiter came with their two glasses of water and took their order of two lobster raviolis, which sounded delicious. Joy and Temptation were left to themselves for a bit. They looked around the room at the other guests and seeing what they were wearing, hoping to get some inspiration for disguises.
"Oh, I got a disguise for you!" Joy said. "What is it?" "You could disguise yourself as a girl. Wear a nice dress and have a cowl over your head." Joy replied. "I can't dress up as a girl," Temptation replied. "It's... umm... too girly." "I was just joking." Joy says with a little laughter.
Joy thinks for a bit. She takes a glance at her sword for a bit, thinking about who she has battled with. She then notices something at the end of her sword, a few strands of hair from all the beards of the enemies she's trimmed.
"I got an idea!" Joy says. "What is it?" Temptation asks as he takes a sip of his water. "You could just wear a bushy mustache and a beard to cover that scar, and keep your robe on."
Temptation almost spat out his water. "Why? The point was to disguise as someone not part of the organization." "Yeah, I know, but on second thought, looking like one of them can help us get inside the Organization's headquarters."
Temptation thinks about it for a moment. "Good point, and you know what, all the people who rank above me have bushy beards and mustaches, so this might just work. In other words, we need a disguise for you so that they don't recognize you as Joy."
Pfffttt-- XD XD YES. Just YES. Joy wearing a--! XD Oh boy, I'm looking forward to writing the next part!! XD
"Right." Temptation muttered. "Something that can cover my face so that none of Lord Fear's men can see me."
Temptation and Joy start brainstorming ideas in their heads. Suddenly, a waiter comes to their table and brings them menus.
"Hello and welcome. Here are the menus and list of specials for today. Can I get you started with drinks?" "Umm... a glass of water should be fine." Temptation says. "Same with me." Joy says as well and the waiter heads off.
Temptation scrolls through the menu. His mouth watered reading the menu items of filet mignon, beef wellington, and lobster ravioli on the menu, which made him forget about cheeseburgers. Later, the waiter came with their two glasses of water and took their order of two lobster raviolis, which sounded delicious. Joy and Temptation were left to themselves for a bit. They looked around the room at the other guests and seeing what they were wearing, hoping to get some inspiration for disguises.
"Oh, I got a disguise for you!" Joy said. "What is it?" "You could disguise yourself as a girl. Wear a nice dress and have a cowl over your head." Joy replied. "I can't dress up as a girl," Temptation replied. "It's... umm... too girly." "I was just joking." Joy says with a little laughter.
Joy thinks for a bit. She takes a glance at her sword for a bit, thinking about who she has battled with. She then notices something at the end of her sword, a few strands of hair from all the beards of the enemies she's trimmed.
"I got an idea!" Joy says. "What is it?" Temptation asks as he takes a sip of his water. "You could just wear a bushy mustache and a beard to cover that scar, and keep your robe on."
Temptation almost spat out his water. "Why? The point was to disguise as someone not part of the organization." "Yeah, I know, but on second thought, looking like one of them can help us get inside the Organization's headquarters."
Temptation thinks about it for a moment. "Good point, and you know what, all the people who rank above me have bushy beards and mustaches, so this might just work. In other words, we need a disguise for you so that they don't recognize you as Joy."
Pfffttt-- XD XD YES. Just YES. Joy wearing a--! XD Oh boy, I'm looking forward to writing the next part!! XD
Well done, Zach. I like this plan.
This is going to be fun.
Thanks. It took a while to think of, but it was pretty funny after thinking about how many beards she's trimmed.
"I could just disguise myself as one of the women warriors, right?" Joy asks. Temptation shakes his head. "Lord Fear doesn't typically recruit women warriors. The only girl in his organization is Envy." Joy stiffens in her seat, and looks up at him with wide eyes. "One of the people who took my parents." Temptation nods and swallows uncomfortably. "Envy and Greed--they're brother and sister. They're like Fear's righthand men-- well, you know, man and woman. You see, ah," He winces, making the scar on his face twitch. "They're Fear's son and daughter. . . they're my cousins." Joy sits there in stunned silence for a few moments, taking in this new information. Then she murmurs somberly. "Your family has serious issues." "Tell me about it," He mutters, tracing his scar. They sit in awkward silence for a minute. Joy takes a sip of water, which is when Temptation decides to say, "So, you'll be disguised as a man." Joy gasps and chokes on her water. She slaps it down on the table and sputters, coughing frantically. When she's caught her breath and wiped most of the water off her face with her sleeve, she exclaims, "Whoa, whoa, whoa--like, I'm going to have to wear a beard??" "How else would we do it? Show your face, and they'll know immediately you're not one of them," He replies. "What's wrong with my face?" "Nothing! It's just that-- well, you're a pretty girl." He blushes and coughs awkwardly. "I mean--the group is small enough that they'd be able to tell right off that you're not one of them, even if you try to disguise yourself as a boy. A beard will be perfect: better than a bandit's mask." She sighs, resigned to her fate. "Fine. . . I'll wear a beard. I just hope it's not itchy." "Oh, all beards are itchy. Both the fake and the real ones." "Lovely." She sighs. "So. . . how do you think we'll get inside?" "Should be simple enough." He shrugs. "As long as you're wearing the uniform and you know the secret hand signal, the guards will let you in through the gate. We can go in pretending to be delivering stolen goods." "What kind of goods do they steal?" She asks. "Ingredients for the poisoned cookies."
"I could just disguise myself as one of the women warriors, right?" Joy asks. Temptation shakes his head. "Lord Fear doesn't typically recruit women warriors. The only girl in his organization is Envy." Joy stiffens in her seat, and looks up at him with wide eyes. "One of the people who took my parents." Temptation nods and swallows uncomfortably. "Envy and Greed--they're brother and sister. They're like Fear's righthand men-- well, you know, man and woman. You see, ah," He winces, making the scar on his face twitch. "They're Fear's son and daughter. . . they're my cousins." Joy sits there in stunned silence for a few moments, taking in this new information. Then she murmurs somberly. "Your family has serious issues." "Tell me about it," He mutters, tracing his scar. They sit in awkward silence for a minute. Joy takes a sip of water, which is when Temptation decides to say, "So, you'll be disguised as a man." Joy gasps and chokes on her water. She slaps it down on the table and sputters, coughing frantically. When she's caught her breath and wiped most of the water off her face with her sleeve, she exclaims, "Whoa, whoa, whoa--like, I'm going to have to wear a beard??" "How else would we do it? Show your face, and they'll know immediately you're not one of them," He replies. "What's wrong with my face?" "Nothing! It's just that-- well, you're a pretty girl." He blushes and coughs awkwardly. "I mean--the group is small enough that they'd be able to tell right off that you're not one of them, even if you try to disguise yourself as a boy. A beard will be perfect: better than a bandit's mask." She sighs, resigned to her fate. "Fine. . . I'll wear a beard. I just hope it's not itchy." "Oh, all beards are itchy. Both the fake and the real ones." "Lovely." She sighs. "So. . . how do you think we'll get inside?" "Should be simple enough." He shrugs. "As long as you're wearing the uniform and you know the secret hand signal, the guards will let you in through the gate. We can go in pretending to be delivering stolen goods." "What kind of goods do they steal?" She asks. "Ingredients for the poisoned cookies."
"I could just disguise myself as one of the women warriors, right?" Joy asks. Temptation shakes his head. "Lord Fear doesn't typically recruit women warriors. The only girl in his organization is Envy." Joy stiffens in her seat, and looks up at him with wide eyes. "One of the people who took my parents." Temptation nods and swallows uncomfortably. "Envy and Greed--they're brother and sister. They're like Fear's righthand men-- well, you know, man and woman. You see, ah," He winces, making the scar on his face twitch. "They're Fear's son and daughter. . . they're my cousins." Joy sits there in stunned silence for a few moments, taking in this new information. Then she murmurs somberly. "Your family has serious issues." "Tell me about it," He mutters, tracing his scar. They sit in awkward silence for a minute. Joy takes a sip of water, which is when Temptation decides to say, "So, you'll be disguised as a man." Joy gasps and chokes on her water. She slaps it down on the table and sputters, coughing frantically. When she's caught her breath and wiped most of the water off her face with her sleeve, she exclaims, "Whoa, whoa, whoa--like, I'm going to have to wear a beard??" "How else would we do it? Show your face, and they'll know immediately you're not one of them," He replies. "What's wrong with my face?" "Nothing! It's just that-- well, you're a pretty girl." He blushes and coughs awkwardly. "I mean--the group is small enough that they'd be able to tell right off that you're not one of them, even if you try to disguise yourself as a boy. A beard will be perfect: better than a bandit's mask." She sighs, resigned to her fate. "Fine. . . I'll wear a beard. I just hope it's not itchy." "Oh, all beards are itchy. Both the fake and the real ones." "Lovely." She sighs. "So. . . how do you think we'll get inside?" "Should be simple enough." He shrugs. "As long as you're wearing the uniform and you know the secret hand signal, the guards will let you in through the gate. We can go in pretending to be delivering stolen goods." "What kind of goods do they steal?" She asks. "Ingredients for the poisoned cookies."
Every part of this, bolded or not bolded, made me laugh so much. I'm imagining all of this in my head and it's absolutely hilarious. The part about the itchy beard is so relatable for me.
"I could just disguise myself as one of the women warriors, right?" Joy asks. Temptation shakes his head. "Lord Fear doesn't typically recruit women warriors. The only girl in his organization is Envy." Joy stiffens in her seat, and looks up at him with wide eyes. "One of the people who took my parents." Temptation nods and swallows uncomfortably. "Envy and Greed--they're brother and sister. They're like Fear's righthand men-- well, you know, man and woman. You see, ah," He winces, making the scar on his face twitch. "They're Fear's son and daughter. . . they're my cousins." Joy sits there in stunned silence for a few moments, taking in this new information. Then she murmurs somberly. "Your family has serious issues." "Tell me about it," He mutters, tracing his scar. They sit in awkward silence for a minute. Joy takes a sip of water, which is when Temptation decides to say, "So, you'll be disguised as a man." Joy gasps and chokes on her water. She slaps it down on the table and sputters, coughing frantically. When she's caught her breath and wiped most of the water off her face with her sleeve, she exclaims, "Whoa, whoa, whoa--like, I'm going to have to wear a beard??" "How else would we do it? Show your face, and they'll know immediately you're not one of them," He replies. "What's wrong with my face?" "Nothing! It's just that-- well, you're a pretty girl." He blushes and coughs awkwardly. "I mean--the group is small enough that they'd be able to tell right off that you're not one of them, even if you try to disguise yourself as a boy. A beard will be perfect: better than a bandit's mask." She sighs, resigned to her fate. "Fine. . . I'll wear a beard. I just hope it's not itchy." "Oh, all beards are itchy. Both the fake and the real ones." "Lovely." She sighs. "So. . . how do you think we'll get inside?" "Should be simple enough." He shrugs. "As long as you're wearing the uniform and you know the secret hand signal, the guards will let you in through the gate. We can go in pretending to be delivering stolen goods." "What kind of goods do they steal?" She asks. "Ingredients for the poisoned cookies."
"I could just disguise myself as one of the women warriors, right?" Joy asks. Temptation shakes his head. "Lord Fear doesn't typically recruit women warriors. The only girl in his organization is Envy." Joy stiffens in her seat, and looks up at him with wide eyes. "One of the people who took my parents." Temptation nods and swallows uncomfortably. "Envy and Greed--they're brother and sister. They're like Fear's righthand men-- well, you know, man and woman. You see, ah," He winces, making the scar on his face twitch. "They're Fear's son and daughter. . . they're my cousins." Joy sits there in stunned silence for a few moments, taking in this new information. Then she murmurs somberly. "Your family has serious issues." "Tell me about it," He mutters, tracing his scar. They sit in awkward silence for a minute. Joy takes a sip of water, which is when Temptation decides to say, "So, you'll be disguised as a man." Joy gasps and chokes on her water. She slaps it down on the table and sputters, coughing frantically. When she's caught her breath and wiped most of the water off her face with her sleeve, she exclaims, "Whoa, whoa, whoa--like, I'm going to have to wear a beard??" "How else would we do it? Show your face, and they'll know immediately you're not one of them," He replies. "What's wrong with my face?" "Nothing! It's just that-- well, you're a pretty girl." He blushes and coughs awkwardly. "I mean--the group is small enough that they'd be able to tell right off that you're not one of them, even if you try to disguise yourself as a boy. A beard will be perfect: better than a bandit's mask." She sighs, resigned to her fate. "Fine. . . I'll wear a beard. I just hope it's not itchy." "Oh, all beards are itchy. Both the fake and the real ones." "Lovely." She sighs. "So. . . how do you think we'll get inside?" "Should be simple enough." He shrugs. "As long as you're wearing the uniform and you know the secret hand signal, the guards will let you in through the gate. We can go in pretending to be delivering stolen goods." "What kind of goods do they steal?" She asks. "Ingredients for the poisoned cookies."
Every part of this, bolded or not bolded, made me laugh so much. I'm imagining all of this in my head and it's absolutely hilarious. The part about the itchy beard is so relatable for me.
Is it that funny. . .? *looks back* xD Good, good, what's a story without some lines to make you lol? And now I'm trying to imagine you with a scruffy beard. . . xD Have you grown a beard before?
Every part of this, bolded or not bolded, made me laugh so much. I'm imagining all of this in my head and it's absolutely hilarious. The part about the itchy beard is so relatable for me.
Is it that funny. . .? *looks back* xD Good, good, what's a story without some lines to make you lol? And now I'm trying to imagine you with a scruffy beard. . . xD Have you grown a beard before?
Yeah. I found this part particularly hilarious. Hehe. I've never grown a full beard before, but either way facial hair is itchy.
Is it that funny. . .? *looks back* xD Good, good, what's a story without some lines to make you lol? And now I'm trying to imagine you with a scruffy beard. . . xD Have you grown a beard before?
Yeah. I found this part particularly hilarious. Hehe. I've never grown a full beard before, but either way facial hair is itchy.
I'm very glad. Thank you. I can only imagine. I've tried to grow my own facial hair, but for some reason, it's never worked for me.
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