A Plush Life

See those creases upon my brow? No, they are not from age; rather, they are from stress. I know I should not complain, being granted with the best location in the whole terra. I have an easy occupation too, which quite simply involves lying there on the plush crimson surface. I am also offered free services, free food, and free accommodation.

Sounds perfect, no? Well, I purposely forgot to mention my dear companion.

I hate him.

This generous companion treats me to his lovely gifts. I am sure you are curious for the menu I was served today. For breakfast, I consumed a plateful of tasty knuckle sandwiches. Complementary punch (the fist-y kind) was served as well, of course. Battering was given too, but without the fish.

Nevertheless (you may think this is quite odd), I do actually like him. At night, when he lies down all snuggly and tired, I think about him and myself in this world. I complete his day and start another. If he were without me, his life would be a weary one. By the way, he does have a nice head. It's quite a pleasant shape, and comforting to caress at night. Just like a teddy bear, I suppose.

Ah. The plush life of being Dark Ace's pillow.

A/N: Woah there! When was the last time I uploaded something? It's been forever. Good to be back guys :)