COLD❄BLOOD/Incubus Eyes/Checkmate

Checkmate is the second episode of the Japanese anime Incubus Eyes, written by lead writer Athena Panacea. In this episode, Silver Zin accepts a challenge from army general Scotch Caramel to best him in a single match of chess at Oyster Moore's tavern. Scotch's reckless confidence in the belief that his experience and skills will teach Silver his place aboard the satellite quickly ensues in chaos at the tavern, much to Oyster's displeasure. This episode debuts many Zaxiverse commoners. 
==Transcript==
The story begins with Silver Zin snoring noisily on his queen-sized bed, a newspaper over his face as a sleepy Pierce Hazel lays near him. A sudden ringing sound from Silver's alarm clock shakes them both up, with their hair each standing on end. Silver scrambles over the bed like a cheetah to make the alarm clock snooze.
:Pierce: Goddd... [yawns] I hate waking up early... why'd you set the alarm clock for this time, Silv?
:Silver: Mmmm, Val told me on Risquord to keep my eyes peeled for a letter from a "special someone".
Silver cheesily grins to his partner.
:Silver: Might as well check, right?
:Pierce: Did she really tell you to get up this early for it?? [sighs] Okay, but when you're done getting the mail, you're coming right back to bed. You hear?
Silver snickers.
:Silver: What're you, my mom?
Pierce rolls his eyes as Silver quickly (and sloppily) dresses himself in a white bathrobe, running through his cluttered and unorganized underground home and running out of Pierce's sight.
:Pierce: Hmph. Hopefully it's not a super urgent letter, so maybe I can get my beauty sleep before I have to get up today...
Pierce begins to tweak the clock to wake him up at his preferred time of 10AM when Silver suddenly barges back in, holding up an envelope with what appears to be army camouflage colors on it.
:Pierce: Holy shit, that didn't take much time at all! How did you get that letter so damn fast? I didn't even hear the elevator run.
:Silver: Eh, you know our mailman Frink. [chuckles] He's learned to throw envelopes at such an angle that they slide right into our chimney, which he knows we never use.
:Pierce: Right.
Pierce curiously stares at his partner.
:Pierce: Well? What's the news?
:Silver: Let's-a see here...
Silver carelessly tears open the camouflage-colored envelope. He can hardly read the red text on it, but he tried his best to look over it. He murmurs whatever was on it to himself and then throws the letter off to the side.
:Silver: Oh, it's from that butterscotch cookie guy.
:Pierce: What in the world does Scotch want from you?
:Silver: He wants to challenge me at chess at the Moore Lounge, for some inexplicable reason. And in like twenty minutes! Guess I'm going babe!
Pierce grumbles as Silver throws on his clothes.
:Silver: Yeah, yeah, I wanna go sleepy-bye too, but you know I wouldn't want to decline his offer. Don't want him to think I'm chicken when I'm the rooster and he's the clucky bastard!
:Pierce: Fiiiine...
Pierce grumbles, turning himself away on the bed.
:Pierce: I'm not coming with you, though. Good luck I guess.
Silver smirks as he brushes out his hair, looking at Pierce with pleading eyes as he slowly makes his signature incubus whine.
:Silver: C'mon babe... don't you want to spend some quality time with your incubusss...? I don't wanna leave you alone!
:Pierce: Ugghh.
Pierce slowly rolls off the mattress, placing on his clothes before sighing hesitantly.
:Pierce: Fine, but don't do anything stupid.
:Silver: What makes you think I'd do that.
:Pierce: Oh, lord.
Pierce gives him a serious look.
:Pierce: Remember that Takis heist you pulled off last month? Rather, the many you attempted that same month? I really don't want you to go back to prison.
:Silver: I promise I'll be good, Piercy. You know I wouldn't fail you.
Silver crosses his fingers behind his back, snickering.
:Pierce: You promise, Silver?
:Silver: Pinky promise!
A thought bubble shows above Silver's head, showing that he was actually plotting to rob Scotch of his wallet and swap Scotch's ID with his brother's, just to embarrass him publicly. Pierce then leaps in to tap his boyfriend, popping the thought bubble and snuggling around him.
:Pierce: I'll get my wheelchair, you can grab your Mind Weaver in case anything goes wrong. [walks off] What music do you wanna listen to on the way there? Fleetwood Mac? Led Zeppelin? Heart?
:Silver: Those bands are for boomers and snoozers, we know the only real valid band out there is Nickelback.
:Pierce: I don't remember any Nickelback, think you can recite some lyrics?
:Silver: Sure thing!
Silver plays some air guitar as he leans against the wall.
:Silver: You're beside me on the seat, got your hand between my kne-
:Pierce: Okay pretend I didn't say anything, shut up. Shut up, Silver.
Pierce feels his cheeks slightly pink out.
:Silver: What if you remembered these lyrics already and you just wanted to hear them come out of my devilish lips, Pierce?
:Pierce: Save the raunchy talk for when we have free time, you party animal.
:Silver: Sorry...
Pierce shakes his head as he uses his psychic powers to levitate his folded-up wheelchair from the closet, staring at his boyfriend with a soft smile.
:Pierce: ...Do you want to listen to the Killers instead?
:Silver: The Killers are also for boomers and snoozers.
Silver grabs his Mind Weaver from the bedside table.
:Silver: Okay, fine, I'll be serious now. You wanna listen to Pearl Jam?
:Pierce: Now that's more like it. I think I've got my signed copy of Ten somewhere, gimme like a couple of minutes to find it and we'll be on our way.
:Silver: Good.
Silver twirls his weapon around in his hand as Pierce looks under the bed, pulling out a drawer with a bunch of CDs in it. He then sets it right on top of the bed, rummaging through the collection before pulling the album out of the pile.
:Silver: Sweet find, man! Alright, you ready?
:Pierce: I suppose so. [yawns] I do wish I got more sleep, though...
:Silver: It's fine, I'll allow you to fall asleep when and if Scotch drones on and on about his mediocre backstory. And you know he will.
Silver playfully pinches his cheek.
:Silver: C'mon, let's go!
Silver grins as he pushes his boyfriend into his wheelchair, taking him over to their elevator. As they go up the elevator, the scene switches to the Moore Lounge, located somewhere else within New Naxaz City.
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Meanwhile, Scotch was sitting by himself at a medium-sized table in the Moore Lounge, an old treasure chest resting on his lap. He grumbled as he checked his watch, realizing that Silver was late. Annoyed, he sipped at his gaia latte while waitress and restaurant owner Oyster Moore stood nearby, glancing at her guest.
:Scotch: God damn it Silver. [mutters] You're five minutes late, where in the lord's name is your dignity? Is it all the way up your ass?
:Oyster: Do you need anything else from me this morning, Scotch?
:Scotch: No I'm good, thank you Oyster.
Scotch turns around in his chair, facing the short waitress who starts to slowly refill his gaia latte mug.
:Scotch: I'm waiting for someone to join me at this table and they're taking forever to arrive. It's nothing you can fix, really.
:Oyster: Oh, I'm sorry sir. I'm sure whoever they are, they'll arrive soon. M... Maybe they're just held up by something important?
:Scotch: I guess. Thank you for the refill, Oyster, sorry for troubling you.
:Oyster: It's fine, sweetheart, really. [walks off] R-Ring the bell if you need my service again! I'd be happy to pitch in and make things better.
Scotch just nods as he waits for Silver to arrive. He was just about ready to sip at his latte when someone tapped him on the shoulder. When Scotch turns around, he sees the redhead college girl Sinicini before him.
:Sinicini: Hey Scotch, is this a bad time?
:Scotch: I don't know, depends on what you've got to tell me.
:Sinicini: I was just wondering if you would like to come sit at our table, you look really lonely over here.
Sinicini glances at her handsome cop boyfriend and her cybernetic girlfriend, her cute poly couple waving at her from her table.
:Sinicini: We could use some extra company, it's rare that we get to hang out together and with other people at the same time, y'know?
:Scotch: If your table's big enough for me, I'll be happy to come on over.
Scotch slowly gets up, his treasure chest under his shaved armpit.
:Scotch: Where is it, Sinicini?
:Sinicini: In the back... it should be able to seat you, me, Zonas, Adexene, and a whole bunch of other people. Don't worry, I doubt it'll get overcrowded.
:Scotch: Cool, let me leave a note first.
Scotch scribbles a note, leaves it on the table, and then heads off with Sinicini to their table.
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Roughly five more minutes pass before a black space pod with red lightning bolt decors shows up, with Silver and Pierce stepping out from it.
:Silver: Dang, we might be a bit late, Pierce.
:Pierce: We would've arrived on time if you didn't insist on using your ValCoins on the gumball machine out by the Collins' shop.
:Silver: Oh yeah shit, sorry, I really need to figure out how to get my addictive personality under control before it gets really out of hand.
:Pierce: At least you're acknowledging there's a problem! That's the first step to fixing your problems, I feel. Let's go inside.
:Silver: Right behind ya!
Silver loads Pierce up in his wheelchair and pushes him inside of the tavern. They discover a note on the table Scotch asked them to come to in the letter.
:Silver: Hmmm...
:Scotch [on note]: "Silver, I'm in the back with some nice damn people- how about you get your scrawny build over here right now so I can fucking destroy you in the chess match of the goddamn century!"
:Silver: Phh, can he act like a real gentleman to me for once in his life?
:Pierce: I mean, you are scrawny, but you're still beautiful.
:'Pierce shrugs as Silver cracks a grin at him.
:Pierce: We shouldn't keep him waiting any longer, let's go to the back before he decides to kill us for being tardy.
Silver nods, pushing Pierce out to the back of the tavern until they reach Scotch's table. There, he's sitting with Sinicini, Zonas, Adexene, and a really drunk-looking Nature Warrior. The poly group were feasting on some salmon tacos when Silver approached them, his sleepy boyfriend in tow.
:Scotch: You're late, Silver. Typical, I guess.
:Silver: Hey, I just wanted to fill my mouth with fruity flavors.
Silver keeps his hands firmly on Pierce's handlebars.
:Silver: ...And make sure that my boyfriend didn't go into cardiac arrest trying to get out of bed. Act like a gentleman to me today, would you?
:Scotch: Do you really think I'd stoop so low to be nice to a thief like yourself? [snorts] Sit down you little runt, I've been dying to pawn you in chess all night.
:Silver: Well jeez, alright then.
Silver sits down right across from Scotch, seating his boyfriend next to him. Scotch rings the bell, prompting Oyster to come over to the two new guests at Scotch's new table. He figured he should be nice enough to let these two eat something.
:Oyster: Hello you two, what would you li-
:Silver: Some mood tea and protein treats for us two, please!
Silver grins ear to ear at the startled Oyster, who drops her two menus.
:Silver: We have a long morning ahead of us!
:Oyster: J... Jeez that was quick, hehehe! [scribbles their orders down] I'll try to be as quick as I can be, you two! Anything you need, Scotch?
:Scotch: The absolute strongest thing you have would be lovely.
:Oyster: Noted!
As Oyster walks off, Scotch raises his treasure chest up from his lap, opening it and taking out a chessboard to place in the middle of the table, barely leaving enough room for everyone to comfortably eat. Silver looks astonished at how tattered and torn the board looks, and looks particularly intrigued by the bronze-painted chessmen, which Scotch begins to line up accordingly on the board.
:Scotch: I'm going to teach you a lesson for being such an overconfident little shit, Silver. I will show you what it's like to be taken down by a man!
Scotch folds his arms, smirking as he finishes lining them up.
:Scotch: These chess pieces are painted with lead. If you really think you're so tough, we're going to be touching them with our bare hands. You'll have to think fast against me, or you're going to be in for a long night.
:Silver: I think you might just be a little overconfident yourself, sweetie! Taunting an incubus is always a big no-no.
Silver wags his finger at Scotch as the general fumes.
:Silver: Fine, alright, I'll still play your silly little game! But I sincerely doubt you know what you're up against, general!
:Scotch: I've encountered scrawny little boys just like you that tried to sign themselves up for the military. All of them named Jeremy, of course.
Scotch rubs his fingers together before cracking his knuckles.
:Scotch: They couldn't do jackshit like real men could and got taken out for being too cocky. As you're just as cocky as they are, I'm going to teach you a lesson.
:Silver: You do realize you're coming off as hypocritical, right Butterscotchy? I've hardly been here for five minutes and all you're doing is publicly boosting your ego. How about show, not tell?
Silver sticks his forked tongue out, making Scotch grit his teeth with anger before his thoughts suddenly derailed. He realized that Silver was right - how could he be so foolish to let Silver make a good point? He sighs lowly.
:Scotch: Oh my lord, you're going to piss me off.
:Zonas: This feud's gonna get red-hot, gals.
Zonas' girlfriends turn to face Scotch and Silver as the cop holds up a glass of rattlesnake wine.
:Zonas: Here's to the hilarity that's going to ensue.
:Sinicini: Amen!
Both girls giggle as they clink glasses with Zonas, with Scotch glaring at them from the corner of his eye before turning his attention back to Silver. Pierce had fallen asleep next to Silver, too tired to really say much.
:Scotch: As I've told you, we only have a matter of time before we poison ourselves with these lead chess pieces, so spend less time talking and more time focusing.
Scotch folds his arms together smugly.
:Scotch: It takes a considerable level of strategy to overcome me, so if you think you're so special and perfect, how about you prove yours-
:Silver: Shut the fuck up and make your first move already.
Silver yanks his head off to the side before mocking Scotch's voice like a parrot.
:Silver: Less talking, more playing!
:Scotch: Alright, alright, you're right.
Scotch complies by moving one of his white-capped pawns forward, watching Silver snicker and mimic his move. Zonas is keeping track of how much time has elapsed since the beginning of the game through Adexene's eyes, which have become numbers.
:Sinicini: Uhhh... [turns to Adexene] Doesn't lead poisoning take years if not months to actually take effect?
:Adexene: That is correct, sweetheart.
Adexene flashes her eyes green, a computer sound signifying success playing.
:Adexene: It would be near impossible for them to receive serious lead poisoning within such a short time. It is still unwise to play with lead, nonetheless.
:Sinicini: Someone really didn't take their science class...
Scotch continues ignoring them as he continues his strange game of chess with Silver. Silver's already lost three of his pawns and a knight, while Scotch hasn't lost anything and remains well in the lead. Yet, the incubus doesn't look the slightest worried- he's smiling even.
:Scotch: Do you feel overwhelmed yet, Silver?
:Silver: Oh no, how about you?
Scotch growls a little bit as he returns his eyes to the game, capturing another one of Silver's pawns.
:Scotch: You're just throwing away your pawns like they're disposable heroes... you'd be a terrible leader, Silver.
Scotch smirks as he watches Silver do another mistake, using his bishop to forcibly knock Silver's rook off the table. Sinicini twitches as she scrambles to the floor, looking for it.
:Scotch: Do you know how to play chess, Silver Zin?
:Silver: Do you, Scotch?
:Scotch: Of course I know how to play chess you numbskull, it's a big reason why I'm such a brilliant tactician.
Scotch slams a fist down against the table, rattling everyone's plates on his end.
:Scotch: Bold of you to ask that to someone who's already whipping you not even five minutes in. Where's your luck at now, Silver?
:Silver: Can you please shut up? I'm trying to concentrate.
Scotch grumbles but continues to comply, returning to the game. Oyster comes back over, holding a tray with Silver and Pierce's orders on it.
:Oyster: H-Here's the mood tea and protein treats you two ordered.
Oyster smiles a little as she lays their plates on the table.
:Oyster: Bon appetit!
:Silver: Thank you!
Oyster gives Scotch his mug of beer before quickly hopping away, which he downs very quickly, almost to the point of ridiculousness.
:Scotch: You won't last much longer, Silver.
Silver shrugs and takes a big bite out of his breakfast, sipping at his tea to wash it down. He then quickly moves his last pawn forward. It gets captured, too.
:Scotch: You haven't captured a single piece of mine yet, but I've already taken all of your pawns. How can this be, Silver?
Scotch folds his arms disapprovingly.
:Scotch: You're really no challenge Silver, I'm starting to really get a good grasp on just how stupid you really are.
:Silver: If I were you, I would be biting my tongue.
:Scotch: What do you know? Are you just frustrated that you don't know how to play?
Scotch continues to play very competitively against the casually-playing Silver as the Trayd trio watches with great anticipation. Even Oyster is watching them play from the kitchen window, intrigued by why Silver's playing against him like this. Some heads were turned in their way- including Valerie's and her bodyguard's.
:Valerie: Go kick his ass, Silver!
:Brook: Kick it baby!
:Valerie: Kick his ass way harder than Brook wants you to kick it!
:Brook: Literally kick his ass!
:Valerie: Both ways!
Zonas sighs as he turns to his girlfriends. Sinicini places the lost rook back on the table, as well as a number of Silver's pieces that Scotch flicked to the floor.
:Zonas: I really don't like the looks of this.
:Sinicini: Why not? I think it's funny as shit they're getting so competitive! Or at least Scotch is, anyway, but it's funny seeing Silver not care at all.
:Zonas: I mean, sure, but last time there was crowd chanting like this it was when they were noticing me having beef with the chief of police.
:Sinicini: How'd it go?
:Zonas: They should really revoke that cracker's n-word pass.
:Adexene: Everything will be just fine my dear boyfriend, I would not anticipate this restaurant burning down at the hands of General Butterscotch Cornbread Caramel, A.K.A. General Scotch. Still trying to process how to speak normally...
:Zonas: I suppose you're right.
Zonas flashes his badge.
:Zonas: I mean, I suppose I can arrest them if something goes wrong.
Oyster and her husband/employee Snickers watch from the kitchen.
:Oyster: D-Do you think everything between S-Silver and your brother will b-be alright?
:Snickers: Baby, I advise we get the fuck out of here because I would absolutely anticipate this restaurant burning down at the hands of Butterscotch Cornbread Caramel, A.K.A. Hotheaded Loser.
:Oyster: Nah, I-I don't wanna leave. Just give me something h-hard to drink.
Back at the game, Scotch had managed to capture most of Silver's chesspieces. Silver didn't look the slightest frustrated strangely enough, while Scotch was increasingly looking more and more overconfident.
:Scotch: Do you want to surrender now, Silver? Admit you're nothing compared to me?
:Silver: Men don't give up, Scotch.
:Scotch: You're not a man, Silver. You couldn't be, not in a million years.
:Silver: As if I really care whether I'm a man or not. [sneers] You take too much pride in your own image.
:Scotch: Maybe you take too much pride in your own image! Admit it, Silver!
:Silver: When did I ever deny I took too much pride in my image? Whatever man, I have a lot of pride. Why pretend that you're wrong? You might as well admit who you really are too... a testosterone-guzzling old geezer!
Scotch looks really insulted at that comment, especially so as he could hear Sinicini and Valerie attempting to stifle their laughter. At that point in the game, Silver only had his king, a knight, a bishop, and both rooks. Recovery looked to be very slim for him, as Scotch only lost a single pawn the whole time. Scotch shakes off his angry expression and flashes a menacing grin at Silver. Oh no, thought Silver to himself. He really is taking this game of chess way too personally.
:Silver: Huh, you really have taken a lot of my chess pieces. You're pretty skillful, but I think there's something you're missing in your skillset.
:Scotch: As if I should listen to you, a scrawny brat that's already lost almost all of their pieces.
:Silver: Suit yourself then.
As if by magic, Silver began to display an edge he hadn't shown prior. Keeping his rooks in the back to crush any pawns that come too close to his end of the battlefield, Silver begins to slowly assassinate Scotch's more able pieces, already crushing both of his knights and bishops in just a few rounds. In less than a dozen turns, Scotch found himself playing more frantically, with every turn resulting in a loss of one of his pieces. Zonas, Sinicini, and even Adexene looked stunned, with Valerie cupping her mouth.
:Scotch: What the hell is going on!?
Scotch slams his hands on the table, looking at the board with rage. Sinicini groaned as she had to recollect about thirteen fallen pieces.
:Scotch: How the HELL did you already take most of my pieces?
:Silver: Oh it's easy to explain, you spent so much time gloating that you never noticed how I was using a strategy the whole time. I was just waiting for you to keep your eyes off my pieces' movements so I could start baiting you, over and over again.
Silver folds his arms, smirking himself.
:Silver: Sent much of my pieces in like fireships just to distract you and make you undermine my actual intelligent, and kept some of my more powerful pieces around to be sure I could crush you by the end. You really suck when you're paranoid.
Valerie and the Trayd gang clapped noisily for Silver, followed by a round of applause from around the restaurant.
:Scotch: Wha...
:Silver: I appreciate the enthusiasm, but let's not feed my ego. [points at Scotch] Tsk tsk.
:Scotch: Hnnnngg!
Scotch shakes his fists with rage.
:Scotch: Why the hell did you sacrifice your queen, then? Did you wait this long just to flex on me, Silver?
:Silver: I only sacrificed her to see how you'd react, to see if you'd notice what I was up to. But no, you were so focused on your gloating that you never really paid attention. Good leaders don't let little runts fool them!
Silver captures his queen in a near instant, resulting in a roar of applause. Somehow, Pierce was still asleep during all of this.
:Silver: You've just two pieces left! That pawn you never moved and your poor, helpless king.
Scotch's pupils angrily fixated themselves on Silver's remaining bishop, watching the incubus hum as he made the lead piece dance around Scotch's king.
:Scotch: I fucking hate you. Thanks for ruining a fair game of chess, Silver. It could've been great but you let your own ego steer the course of the game!
:Silver: You know, I was gonna play nice and fair, but you're such a poor sport competitively that I felt no obligation to play normally!
Silver sticks his tongue out at him.
:Silver: You know why I tease you so much? You're the least fun person I've ever met, you keep thinking you've got it so tough and you keep saying you want to be more sociable but you spent this whole game insulting me or making fun of me! Nobody wants to hang out with a prick like you, Butternipples, including me.
Scotch looked just about to pop when Silver finally cornered his king.
:Silver: Aaaaaaaaaand checkmate. Gonna have to tweet this epic victory to Ron Weasley 'cuz blimey Scotch, I can't believe I fooled you so easily.
Scotch was furious. Scotch gets up from the table, knocking it over and snapping awake Pierce, who falls to the floor and nearly gets crushed by the table. Silver scoops him up as Scotch kicks the table aside, with everyone scrambling away (the Gone trio fleeing outside) as the general stomps over to Silver.
:Scotch: That's the last straw, Silver Zin!
Scotch grips Silver's sides, looking like he's going to tear him in half.
:Scotch: I won't let you humiliate me in public again after what happened today!
Silver was unable to retort to that. Pierce looked panicked, trying to get up but being unable to move his frail self off the floor. Several people, including Valerie, looked a little afraid to step in to help anyone. Scotch's muscles actively bulged; anyone that tried to cross his path would get plenty hurt.
:Scotch: I'm going to punch your lights out, I'm going to punch them out so hard that you won't be able to tell the difference between night or day ever again! I'm going to take you down! I'm going to tak- t-take... you down...
Silver's lips were pressed up to Scotch's neck, purple fluids trailing down his skin. Scotch groans loudly as he faints, falling limp as Silver is freed from his grip.
:Silver: Lesson learned, everyone. Don't be a cocky loser, have some fun when you're playing games with people. Don't end up like this man here.
:Oyster: Thank you, Silver!
:Silver: Yeah, uh, no problem.
Silver yanks the table crushing Pierce's chest off of him, pulling his boyfriend back up into his wheelchair. Silver smiles as he holds him tightly.
:Silver: You alright?
:Pierce: Yeah... did you win?
:Silver: I didn't just win, I owned him.
:Valerie: Actually... you haven't quite owned him yet.
:Silver: Oh yeah, that's right.
Silver walks over to Scotch's body, punting him hard in the ass with his boot.
:Brook: Ayyy!
:Valerie: Nice!
:Oyster: Consider your meals free, boys. Uh, things could've gotten pretty bad if Scotch was conscious, so I don't really want to trouble you with pay...
:Silver: No problem.
Silver pulls out Scotch's wallet, throwing several of his ValCoins over to Oyster. This makes the Nature Warrior wake up from her sleepy position at last, getting up as she runs over to Silver with shackles and prompting Zonas to do the same.
:Nature Warrior: Looks like it's back to jail with you, scrawny twink!
:Silver: Oopsies!
:Pierce: God damn it Sil- whoa!
Before he knew it, Silver had taken him outside and gotten in the space pod with him, immediately starting to drive them back home.
:Silver: We're going home, baby!
Inside the tavern, the Nature Warrior sighed as she shackled up Scotch, pretty much keeping him still on the floor.
:Nature Warrior: Return the money to his wallet, I need to take care of an errand. You're a role model for many Oyster, don't fail me.
The Nature Warrior walks outside, hiccuping.
:Nature Warrior: Just gotta get Crymsia a couple of beers...
Oyster watches her walk off. She looks between Scotch and the money that Silver threw at her, before looking smug and taking off into her office with the money.
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Back at home, Silver and Pierce are laying down in bed, down to their pajamas. A blonde lady could be seen sleeping next to them, under the covers.
:Silver: Remind me to never play chess with that guy again or have any fun with him at all.
:Pierce: I was surprised at how well you handled yourself honestly. I mean, not impressed by your way of "thanking" Oyster, but still impressed.
Pierce sighed.
:Pierce: I'm admittedly reluctant about touching you though, since you told me that you touched lead...
:Silver: Eh, I wouldn't worry about it. [sneers] I have disease immunity because of my wonderful genetics, I just didn't tell Scotch because I didn't want to standing him any more unbearable.
Silver and Pierce laugh it off as they snuggle in closer.
:Pierce: Ah okay, that makes sense. [pinches Silver's cheek] Let's get as much rest as we can honey, I feel like that's the only way we're going to make this day get any better.
Silver nods sleepily.
:Pierce: ...Hey, do you wanna hear a bad joke?
:Silver: Uh, sure.
:Pierce: So you know how I have to keep you in check, right? I'm your... check mate.
Both of them try to stifle their laughter to Pierce's terrible joke.
:Silver: You're so talented at so many things Pierce, but a comedian isn't one of them. [sneers] You're a rook-ie when it comes to jokes, Pierce.
:Pierce: Shut up, queen.
:Zellen: Mmm... [sleepily] Both of you zip it before I use one of you as a pawn for my next big multiverse scheme...
:Pierce: I have mixed feelings about that joke, Zellen.
After Silver and Pierce shared a bit of laughter, they fell asleep pretty quickly.
THE END
==Other information==
===Characters===
*Silver Zin
*General Scotch (debut)
*Pierce Hazel
*Nature Warrior
*Oyster Moore (debut)
*Zonas B. Trayd (debut)
*Sinicini Cina Mon (debut)
*Adexene (debut)
*Snickers Caramel (debut)
*Valerie Heartgold (cameo)
*Brook Arsen (debut; cameo)
*Zellen Harley Quimbleson (debut; cameo)
*Frink Blossom (mentioned)
===Settings===
*Stenographer Well #66, Stenographer Garden, New Naxaz City
*The Moore Lounge, New Naxaz City
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