March 12, 2011,
Dear Diary, This is Ario, again. Man, it's been almost a year since me and Jiggly have been going out. It was funny. Just the other day, we went to a Northern restaurant, Upper Arrow. Man, when every customer laid their eyes on me, all hell broke loose.
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Ario and Jigglypuff had just arrived at Northern Flarribia when the trouble started. Jigglypuff wore a strapless black dress while Ario wore a tuxedo as blue as his eyes. Usually in formal situations, Ario would wear his Royal Southern clip, making his hair in the shape of a palm tree.
"Ario, if you wear that clip, people will be castrating you left, right, and center. This is Northern Flarribia. No one likes a Southern. Forget a Royal Southern." Ario had remembered Jigglypuff saying. But, he also remembered Messenger slapping him for sleeping in the same room as Jigglypuff the other day. Shrugging the thought out of his mind, Ario held Jigglypuff's hand and started following Jigglypuff's lead. Unfortunately, Ario forgot to cover his neck and a Northern security guard went up to Ario.
"Are you Ario?" He asked.
"Of course not. That's my aunt, Airtressa's, son. I'm full Aireonite." Ario lied, rubbing his neck. The instant that he finished his sentence, His pants started glowing a bright red. Jigglypuff glanced at Ario for a second.
"Southren marche. Wea gotsa goe!" Ario said.( Southern mark. We gotta go!)
"Hey! You're Areon's son!" The guard pointed out.
"My love, make a run for it!" Ario commanded. By now, Ario's whole entire body was glowing red.
"STOP!! SOUTHERN!!" The guard yelled as if that were going to work. Ario and Jigglypuff, all of a sudden, disappeared into thin air. The guard stopped chasing them, anger infested his eyes.
"Dammit! They got away!"
Once they were far enough from the airport, Ario and Jigglypuff reappeared near a small restaurant.
"This is Upper Arrow." Jigglypuff announced. The duo walked inside, hand in hand. They took the table closest to the window.
"I'm sorry I forgot your birthday, my love." Ario apologised.
"And you repay that for taking me to a Northern restaurant and risking your life to do so?"
"Yeah." The waiter came to the table. He was wearing the exact same tuxedo as Ario.
"So, what will it be?" The waiter asked before glaring at Ario."You no belong here."
"Pardon?" Ario asked, staring at the waiter's orange eyes.
"You are from down below. You are Royal. You no belong here."
"I am no Royal Devilite. So leave me alone."
"No, you are Royal Southern. And by that mark on your neck, you're Areon's son. You are hated here. Now-"
"Listen! I just wanted to bring my girlfriend here so she can enjoy her own culture's food! Now leave us the fuck alone or I'm gonna have to hurt you!" Ario stood up. Everyone pointed at him.
"Southern!" They all yelled.
Two hours later, the couple were being chased with pitchforks and torches as if they were an angry mob.
"Well, at least the day was exciting." Jigglypuff said, thinking of the good side.
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That was March 6, 2011. Jigglypuff shrugged it off. But I know never to go to Northern Flarribia again.
Sincerly,
Ario Alehondro Airtreon XXIII
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