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Me: ... and there! That should be a good prologue.
Spyke: It took you THAT long to write a prologue?
Brian: Psh, I could have rewritten the dictionary in that time.
Spyke: ... how would you rewrite the-... I'm not even going to ask.
Me: Eh, I have a lot more written than just this... like a few parts of chapter one... and a sentence of chapter two... ok, it's a big prologue.
Brian: Oooo! I wanna see! Hmmm... WHAT!? I'm not even the main character!? But this is the Wingless novel!
Spyke: Well that's probably because... WHAT!? I'm not the main character either!? Who the hell is the protagonist in this book!?
Me: Well guys, I had to think on the readers' level on how I was going to write this. I couldn't just thrust them into your insane little universe unguided. There's way to much to take in. Thus, I created my new character to bring the main group up to five. It'll be Brian, Spyke, Ritz, Polka, and-
Spyke: Asterisk? You named him after a symbol?
Brian: Isn't that also a song by Orange Range?
Spyke: The j-pop band?
Brian: Yeah! kirikirimai!
Me: ... well yeah, his name is Asterisk... at least I thought it was cool.
Spyke: Let's see... and he's an orphan? Well let's not be a complete lazyass with our character backgrounds...
Me: Hey! It's vital to the-
Brian: Haha, and look at this! He's one of those quiet nervous kids!
Spyke: Quite honestly Brian, I would be kind of freaked out if I met you for the first time as well.
Me: Can you all just go away so I can finish?
Brian: Fine.
Spyke: We'll just listen to your new Coldplay CD in the meantime...
Me: ... wait what!? Not without me! *Leaps across the room to the stereo*
Spyke: Psh, I knew it. You're not even that dedicated!
Me: No... <.<... I just like Coldplay.
Brian: *Turns on Viva la Vida*
*Everyone bursts out singing*
I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemies eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing:
"Now the old king is dead, long live the king!"
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt, and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword, my shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never, never an honest word
That was when I ruled the world
Me: ... ok, I'm going to go play Digimon now.
Brian and Spyke: NICK!
Me: Ok... maybe a little bit of writing.
Brian: We need to put this kid on a leash!
Spyke: Funny, because I usually hear Ritz say the same thing to you...
*Doorbell rings*
Me: Since when the hell has there been a doorbell to my bedroom?
Spyke: Since when the hell have we existed?
Me: And my imagination outsmarts me again... whoever you are, come in.
Polka: *Walks in* HI EVERYBODY!
*Audience applause*
Nick, Brian, and Spyke: How come she gets an applause!?
Polka: Because everybody knows I'm adorable!
Spyke: That's debatable.
Brian: Whatever. You wear pink, so you're a wussy!
Polka: NUH-UH!
Brian: YAH-HUH!
Polka: NUH-UH times a google!
Brian: YAH-HUH times a splakerdoodle!
*They run off into the house yelling at each other*
Spyke: ... where does Brian get his vocabulary from? And can't you control these two? It's your imagination, after all..
Me: *Turns back to my computer* Yeah I could stop them, but where would be the fun in that?
Spyke: *Sits on my bed and stares out the window* You are so weird.
Me: So I've been told.
Spyke: When are we meeting Asterisk?
Me: Soon... almost done making him.
Spyke: Is he cool?
Me: He turns out to be. But, as Brian said, he starts out as a nervous wreck. I think the best part of this will be evolving his personality.
Spyke: ... yeah.
Me: *Puts on Life in Technicolor and sighs a moment later* If only I could style my writing like this song... dammit, Coldplay.
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Author's Note: As usual, nothing special. Just wrote it as I went.
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