A Bottom And A Dragon

Part 1: An Unexpected Greeting

Das walks awkwardly as he looks at the stack of cash he is holding. He counts it than puts it away.

Das: Man, I feel like that douche could've at least paid me more, but I guess I'll take what I got. It was a pretty good round anyway.

Das smirks and continues to walk home. However, it then proceeds to rain. The sound of thunder crashes throughout the sky, as the flashes of lightning fill the sky with light. Heavy winds blow making the rain worse.

Das: Ugh! Stupid weather ruining my hat! Why the hell is there a storm anyway!? It was fine just a few seconds ago!

Das angrily walks through the storm holding onto his hat so that it doesn't blow away. As he walks...BOOM! Lightning strikes just a few feet in front of him.

Das: ARGH, WHAT THE FUCK! WHY IS THE STUPID WEATHER AFTER MY ASS?!?!

Das, screaming like a fucking baby, jumps back as something manifests from the strike. An enormous figure lunges right up to das' face.

Tylol: HELLLLOOO DEAR FRIEND, ITS EVER SO WONDERFUL TO SEE YOU AGAIN!!

Das: Oh, it's you.

Das says in a low tone, he crosses his arms and taps his shoe.

Das: What is up with you?! Why are you trying to kill me?!?! ASSHOLE! YOU NEARLY STRUCK ME WITH LIGHTNING!!

Tylol chuckles as he pats Das' head.

Tylol: OH HOHOHO DON'T WORRY MY SMALL COMPANION, I would never do anything to harm you.

Tylol winks

*Laugh Track*

Das looks around confused

Das: Where the Fuck are tho-

Tylol interrupts as he scoops up das in his hand and lifts him up.

Das: Hey!

Tylol: SOOOO, WHAT BRINGS YOU HERE IN THE DEAD OF THE NIGHT?!

Das: Walking home, duh. Just had a good fuck. Ya know, the usual.

Tylol: Hm. WELL, THAT'S TO BE EXPECTED FROM SOMEONE LIKE YOU. THOUGH, I THOUGHT YOU WANTED TO DO ART?

Das: I'm still doing art! I just need another way to make money, nobody will buy my art, they're all stupid!

Tylol: AW, WHAT A SHAME! THOUGH, IS YOUR ART WORTH BUYING?

Das looks at Tylol in shock

Das: OF COURSE IT IS! IM AN AMAZING ARTER!!

Tylol: Arter..?

Das: YEAH! YA KNOW?! THE PERSON WHO MAKES THE ART!!

Tylol: I BELIEVE IT IS CALLED AN ARTIST.

Das: IT DOESN'T MATTER WHAT IT'S CALLED!!! I'M GREAT AT IT!!

Tylol: WELL THAN WHY NOT DRAW ME!

Das: I can't, I don't have my art tools.

Tylol: Supplies.

Das: WHATEVER!! I left them at my place and it's far away. Besides, your dumb storm is still going! I can't even draw in these conditions!

Tylol: WELL, THEN JUST POINT ME IN THE DIRECTION AND I'LL GET YOU THERE IN NO TIME WHATSOEVER!

Das points forward

Das: It's a straight walk from here to there.

Tylol: HOLD ON TIGHT, AND MAKE SURE YOU HANG ON TO YOUR MOLECULES!

Das: Uh?? Ok.

Just as Das finishes speaking Tylol zooms at light speeds, leaving the area they were at in complete dismay with Tylol's burst of energy.