We walked for hours through the Sid and Marty landscape. The milk showers had subsided and a big ol' technicolor rainbow arched across the fuck off blue sky. The place was lousy with cutesy woodland creatures, bunnies, birdies, bambies. I even saw a purple squirrel shitting skittles.
"I figured there would be more doom and gloom."
"Me too, Jet."
"Most do, sirs. We, however, are none to fond of dreadfulness."
"Who's we?"
"His Majesty's service?"
"Let me guess, King Ren?"
"Indeed, sir."
Every king needs his castle. King Ren was no exception. I'd never seen anything so large. The outer wall must have been half a mile in diameter. There were dozens of spires and towers. Blue flags waving in the wind. It was a puffed up version of the magic kingdom.
"He knows were coming, right?"
"Indeed, sir. Admittance is only granted upon His Majesty's approval"
"We are all the other people? All we've seen are the creatures."
"His Majesty's subjects are faithful."
"That's not what I asked, Timbo."
"Sir, if you would be so kind as to exercise a bit of patience the answers will be quite apparent."
"I got a baaad--"
"Me too, Jet."