Can you feel the... uh...

Sunlight washed through the room, casting everything with a bright warm glow. The air was faintly cool, breezes whispering in tune to birds, twittering, ouytside the window.
So picturesque.

One such bird perched on a branch outside saw small glints, something 'shining'...was that peace and tranquility? still, frozen, on the floor. Fluttering in, the bird flapped around, surveying the scene, and alighted on whatever-it-was that held it's attention. Landing, its talons found something soft, wet, if not a lil... only then, standing right on top, could the bird truly comprehend what beauty and magnificence it was...

A hand flew up, thwacking a suprised and definitely disoriented bundle of feathers out the window, spinning.
Baron Larry came up for air, rubbing his eyes and spitting chicken feathers. "What the...?"
He looked around. He was still in the room, and... where was Ajay? The previous events flashed before his eyes in a flash of recognition. He and Ajay...had dueled, and Ajay... HAD WON ERIC'S HAND! AND ABONDONED HIM HERE?!?

Larry blinked. And then blinked again. And again. And again, and again, and again....
I.e... Larry began to blink furiously. What was the meaning of all this?
Well, sure... he 'loved' *cough* Eric, but Ajay, his 'partner in crime...
He tried to weigh his emotions. Love. Betrayal. Friendship. Love. And of course, Betrayal. Not to mention Friendship. And Love. And who could forget about Betrayal? And...
His conflicting emotions tore at his heart, his gut. His gut...hm... something was tearing at his gut, but it felt more like hunger.

All abstract and fancy notions of Love, Betrayal aside, Baron Larry made his way down to the kitchen wondering if there were any donuts left. Patting his stomach and rubbing his tummy AT THE SAME TIME. ^^"

Anyways.

Meanwhile, Baron Ajay... Ajay, tired, wondered where the heck Eric had gone. Sure, he'd won Eric's hand, but that was no good if Eric was nowhere to be seen. Even with hours and hours, days and weeks, even a month or two [for good measure] of wandering, *coughfifteenminutescough* Not one sign of Eric could be picted up! Not his scent, though Ajay had spent precious minutes sniffing at the ground, nor taste even though Ajay had spent longer licking at the ground, rocks, trees, all vain hope that it might clue him on which direction Eric had left. No. Instead, he, Ajay, had spent so many hours, days, wandering hopeless and lost. Ajay made another half-hearted lick at the ground. All he tasted was dirt. He'd walked so far and all he'd managed to do is... wander into some land where everyone seemed genderconfused. He snorted. Wouldn't it be ridiculous if this place were actually called genderconfusedland? PEople were more mature than that, but still, Baron Ajay thought, licking at more ground, that would be very silly. Ooh, hey, dandelions didn't taste so bad either... a bit bitter, but...
Baron Ajay was hungry.

A towering shadow loomed over Ajay, blocking out his sun. Ajay straightened up, wiping the dandelions from his mouth and swallowing... then, suddenly choking.
"HEYYYyyy..." Ajay had trailed off, noting his advesary's 'large' size, taking in the tank top and pink skirt, lean form... and the huge club.
"Unggghhhh?" Was the loud and grunted reply.
'Oh. Frick.' Ajay took out his trusty cell phone, a battered vetran of previous bouts, and, spraying bits of grass and yellow dandelion petals everywhere, screamed 'enguarde!'
The lumbering figure executed a clumsy piruette and went for Ajay's sides, ticking him.
"AAAAArrrrggghhh" Baron Ajay, swinging his cell phone vigourously, prompty dropped it and began heroically screaming for help.
~ ~ ~
HAVE.... YOU...SEEN... A... PRINCESS...COME...THIS...WAY?
Ajay pronounced each word carefully and slowly, twitching with frustration.
After realizing the giant... guy? really meant no harm, he had hoped it could help him in his quest for Eric. His hopes, for the last hour, were being proved wrong. Misrably.
"Uurrggh...rrgh?"
"You stupid...*grind teeth* okay, let's try again. Have YOU... [Ajay pointed to him/her] SEEN [Ajay put his hands to his eyes and mimicked searching around] a PRINCESS [Ajay mimicked a skirt, and glasses, making 'o's with his fingers and putting them to his eyes] COME [Ajay started skipping while his hands were 'glasses']...

Ajay suddenly heard the *click* of a camera shutter and a burst of laughter. "What?"
He turned around, to find the skirted and sleeveless 'caveman' holding a camera phone, chuckling, and muttering "Priceless...", all while texting the picture to who knows who.
Looking up from the phone, the guy grinned and stuck his tongue out. "Get's them every time... you should see the guy who was trying to show me what a 'chicken' was... now that's priceless...!"

Ajay was at a loss for words.
"Oh hey, where are my manners. I'm the bouncer to the castle of Genderconfusedland!"
Now that Ajay scrutinized the person before him, he realized that it was really a guy, in a tank top, in a skirt...whoa! And that club... now that the 'guy' did mention it, it did look like a pogo stick. Ajay inquired, still shocked and put off by pure size and muscles.

"Well, yes, I am officially the 'bouncer,' but to tell the truth... *the 'guy' leant in closer and with a confidential whisper* ...last time I tried, I hopped all around the place and crashed into a wall, fell over into the moat, and nearly got eaten by them crocs."
The guy in a dress continued normally. "But that's just between you and me. Mostly, I stand around and LOOK scary these days, so no one asks me to get on my pogo stick. I just, y'know, stand next to the castle door and doze off... DREAM JOB! And, of course, tickle people and catch the most hilarious moments on camera when I'm bored."

Ajay stammered out an 'okayyy-yyy-yyy'
Could he trust this stranger? Especially with his odd skirt and sleeveless ways? Ajay was supicious, however. Why sleevelss in such cold weather? What ulterior motive drove him to tickle people? Was he a... pedophile? *GASP* Inappropriate touching...! And taking pictures of kids! Ajay wondered if kids could technically be pedophiles.
ANYWAYS.

Ajay, gathering up breath, bit his lip and closed his eyes. Fighting back utter fear, he tried to choke out the words that had been bothering him for so long, troubling his aching heart...

"Oh yeah. And that princess went that way."
Ajay exhaled deeply. "Thanksss."
"OH. WAIT A MINUTE!"
Ajay, just on his way, jumped a mile high. "Whaaaa?!"
"Hey. This is Genderconfusedland. You ain't goin' anywhere without puttin' this on"
"What?"
The 'guy' held up another skirt he had seemingly produced out of nowhere. "You need one of these"
"But..."
The two bickered, on their way to the castle of Genderconfusedland.

Larry, full from whatever was in the fridge, similarly went searching for Ajay [and, did he dare think it?] Eric. Even though he knew... he hadn't quite given up hope on his love for Eric quite yet. Most of all, Larry was determined to... do something!

Baron Larry's foot crunched on something. It was a scrached, worn, abused cell phone.
"OH! Ajay was here!" In the distance, Larry could see a castle. Just maybe...
Without another thought, Larry trudged towards.

[Mmk. Someone continue!]