Role Play: Mao

[Megan]

Kyle snorted. “Everyone knows how clumsy you are. You’re not fooling anyone.” He said shaking his head.

[Kyng]

"Awww, come on, I swear!" Nestor whined.

They then sat in silence as they finished their meals. However, Nestor hadn't given up on trying to befriend Kyle - and so, when they were both done eating, he followed him straight out of the door.

[Megan]

Kyle didn't really notice Nestor following him. He headed back toward his own room. On the way he stopped, suddenly feeling very dizzy. He leaned against a wall for support.

[Kyng]

Fairly soon, Nestor noticed Kyle slumped against the wall - and he began to chuckle quietly to yourself.

"Hah... now who's the clumsy idiot, eh ?"

[Megan]

Kyle merely gave a whimper before collapsing to the ground.

[Kyng]

Nestor simply snorted, and stood triumphantly next to Kyle.

He then decided he wanted to check whether his friend really had passed out... so, he began tickling Kyle's face with his tail fin.

[Megan]

Kyle didn't even flinch. He simply laid on the ground, apparently out cold.

[Kyng]

After fifteen seconds of intense tickling, Nestor decided that Kyle really had passed out, and was genuinely in need of medical attention. As a result, he picked up Kyle by his arms, and began dragging him across the floor, towards the hospital.

[Megan]

Kyle was still out cold when Nestor reached the castle's hospital.

"Oh my! What happened?" a woman cried as Nestor came in dragging poor Kyle.

[Kyng]

"I don't know..." Nestor blubbered uncomfortably, as he placed Kyle down on the nearest bed. "I found him like this... he was slumped against the wall. I tried tickling him, but he wouldn't... wake... up..."

At that moment, Nestor's energy began to drain dramatically... and, a few seconds later, he simply collapsed on the floor.