I just got this idea, and it was really hard to resist writing, so I wrote it. Enjoy :D

Will sighed. It was another one of those days—one of those days where he felt like the world was so boring. There was nothing to do. He'd already practiced his archery and done his chores. Halt was at Redmont. The thought of being able to do anything he wanted was excellent, but there was just nothing to do.

He remembered how he'd once tried to enter Halt's room, but the door was locked. Maybe he'd try again. Just to see what kind of epic stuff Halt kept in his room.

Will, still bored, turned the knob of Halt's door. It opened easily. Will took one look at Halt's room and cracked up. There was not epic stuff in here, but...he laughed so hard his face could split in two.

The walls of Halt's room were pink. The carpet was a pale pink color, and the ceilings were painted pink. "When did Halt have time to give his room a makeover?" Will mused, smiling to himself. He noted that there was a pink bed with pink fluffy pillows. Then he took a look at Halt's desk, and practically died of laughter.

There were several perfume bottles arranged on the desk, with little mascara bottles and a variety of lipsticks. Then there were pallets of sparkly eye shadow. There was also pink eyeliner (who knew there was such a thing?), pink hair clips, and pink headbands and all sorts of girly stuff you wouldn't expect to find with a Ranger like Halt.

Will crept into the pink room, wondering if he was dreaming. He pinched himself several times just to make sure. But it was reality.

"I wonder where he got all this girly stuff," said Will, picking up a pink hair clip, and opening and closing it absently. "And I wonder why he got all this stuff."

Suddenly, there was a loud creak behind him that indicated that Halt was home. Will tried to make his way out the pink room, but Halt had already saw the open door and was already inside his room.

"Will—" he gasped, dropping his bags of groceries. "— what are you doing in my room?" Halt said, turning red. "This is my private stuff!"

"Private, huh?" said Will, tossing a lipstick to Halt. "Never knew you were such an expert in makeup."

"What are you talking about?" said Halt, gathering the makeup on the pink desk and stuffing it into the drawer. "It's none of your business."

Will nodded in an understanding way, but on the inside he was clutching his sides with laughter. This was too funny. Without thinking, he opened a drawer in Halt's dresser. Which turned out to be a bad idea.

"NOOOOO!" cried Halt, slamming the drawer closed. But too late. Will had already saw its contents: a pink, fluffy, girly dress.

"What were you doing with a dress?" Will managed to say, between fits of laughter. "A dress...honestly, did you think it could fit you?"

Halt turned even redder. "I told you, it's none of your business! Now get out of here!"

Will couldn't stand it. He collapsed with laughter, tears streaming down his face. "It's—just—too—funny!" he choked, laughing like a madman.

"GET OUT!" shouted Halt, pulling Will off the ground and throwing him out of the room.

Just then, the front door opened and a flushed Lady Pauline entered the house. "Halt! Halt, my makeup and my favorite pink dress have been stolen!" She saw Will rolling around on the ground, and understood.

"HALT! What were you doing with my makeup and dress?" Lady Pauline cried. Halt turned red.

"Yeah, Halt, what were you doing with her stuff?" Will echoed, still laughing like crazy.

"It's not what is looks like, Pauline, I swear! I just—" Halt said, red with embarrassment.

"Oh, you don't need to say any more, Halt," Lady Pauline said. She rushed into Halt's pink room and grabbed the makeup and dress. Then she quickly hurried out the door, slamming it behind her.

Halt groaned.

"You can't blame me now," said Will innocently. "Because this time it was your fault! Ha-ha! What were you doing with her stuff, anyway?"

"I told you, it's none of your business," Halt snapped.

I'm not telling what Halt was doing with Lady Pauline's stuff...you get to guess! Well, unless you want me to write a second chapter...but if you want me to write a second chapter, you have to tell me one reason Halt took Lady Pauline's stuff, because I can't think of one. :P Please review