Several years later and I thought I would put another chapter on this piece of...well you know.

Crispin: Omg! We're back!

Palegrin: Did we ever leave?

Crispin: No, but Engrish never wrote more of us

Palegrin: You mean he forgot?

Crispin: No, he just thought it was kinda odd to write what we say on paper.

Palegrin: But he types it

Crispin: Uh...yeah well same difference

Palegrin: No it isn't

Crispin: Shut up I hate you

Palegrin: No you don't

Crispin: yes I do

Palegrin: rats!

Crispin: Augh! Where? jumps into Palegrins arms

Palegrin: I knew you didn't hate me!

Crispin: What? realization Oh...gets down

Palegrin: grins

Crispin:...

Palegrin:...

Crispin: I still hate you

Palegrin: No, you don't you aren't allowed to

Crispin: I'm not?

Palegrin: Nope

Crispin: rats

Palegrin: Aughhh! Where?

Crispin: Didn't we do this joke already?

Palegrin:...

Crispin:...

Palegrin: yes

Crispin: thought so...our creator is losing his imagination

Palegrin: but I'm his imagination

Crispin: and your not very imaginative

Palegrin: says his intelligence...pish

Crispin: yeah that makes it true

Palegrin: says his intelligence...pish

Crispin: uh...never mind.

Palegrin: I win again! Yay!