Skylands Legends

3.2 Skylanders Unite!

"And so I said, 'Calm down, hermano. There's no need to lose a head over this!" Fiesta took his own head off as a demonstration and everyone started laughing. Placing his painted skull back atop his neck with a self satisfied smile, he took another shot of Fizzkey.

"You sound so brave," the frost elf sitting beside him said, her blue hand tracing the cut of his open jacket.

Placing his mariachi hat atop his head he flashed her a smile. "You know it, bella." Looking into her deep blue eyes Fiesta found himself wondering what her name was. She might have told him earlier but he probably wasn't paying attention then. But that didn't matter right now. He leaned in to kiss her when a sudden buzzing sound cried out from the inside pocket of his jacket.

"Mierda," he muttered, pulling back. The elf looked up at him in confusion. He pulled out his little buzzer and sighed. "It appears duty is calling. Perhaps another time," he said with a charming smile as he stood up.

He spared a glance for the other undead skeletons in his party. Reaching into his pocket he took out a handful of gold coins and slammed them on the table in front of him. "Don't stop partying on account of me, my friends." Turning around he called, "Another round for everyone!" Everyone cheered and Fiesta took a moment to bask in it. Because why wouldn't he?

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Sparks filled the hot air as Torch worked away in her forge. The clang of hammer on metal rang out as she flattened out the glowing horseshoe. Finally getting it to where she wanted it, she took it and submerged it in the barrel of quenching oil. A satisfying hiss cried out as the metal cooled. Withdrawing it from the oil she gave it a quick inspection and smiled. Flawless, like usual.

A loud buzz from her workbench caused her to almost drop the horseshoe. Cursing she set it down and walked over to the buzzer sighing. "Sometimes," she grumbled. "I wonder why I don't just quit already." She grabbed her flamethrower and left.

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Humming the tune to the Skalatones theme song, Dive Clops emptied his fishbowl over the large fish tank he had. The little goldfish fell into the water and began happily floating around in circles. Out of the artificial cave in the tank came Gertie, his pet piranha. It charged the little goldfish and devoured it as quickly as possible.

Continuing his happy humming, Dive Clops moved onto his next tank to repeat the process. Taking up the second fishbowl, a vibrating sensation came from his suit's pocket. Grunting he dumped the goldfish in with his mini shark, Todd.

Dive Clops reached into his pocket and pulled out his buzzer. "Well," his one eye rolled back towards Todd as he devoured the goldfish in one bite. "Daddy's got to go to work." He put his gloved hand delicately against the glass. "Be good, my babies." He went to grab his torpedo launcher.

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Barbella closed the door softly behind her as she entered her quaint little cottage. Two small couches decorated a rather bare living room. A single coffee table rested between them with a variety of workout technique books sprawled across it.

Tiptoeing so as not to wake Giselle, she made her way towards the kitchen. A light flicked on above and she whipped around to find Giselle standing across from her in the doorway to their bedroom. "Hey." She says.

Barbella put on her most innocent looking smile. "Hi."

Giselle stared at her unamused.

Realizing her tactic wasn't working she apologized. "I'm sorry, babe. I got caught up in the gym and lost track of time." Giselle still hadn't moved, her jet black hair lying tangled passed her shoulders, her stony arms crossed over her stomach as she leaned against the doorway. "You know how I get at the gym." She quickly added.