Blame any spelling mistakes on my immense tiredness. PS- if i fail my GCSE's because I'm writing too many fanfic's- I'm blaming you lot! LOL.

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"Beware! You cannot escape the killer supreme!" The ridiculous man said.

"Oh no." Skulduggery said very unenthusiastically. "It's the Zombie King. Everybody hide." He said dryly.

"You'd better!" Vaurien Scapegrace threatened, as his yellow smiley-face air freshener blew around his neck in the wind.

A snicker came from behind Skulduggery.

"What was that?" The Killer Supreme demanded, craning to see over Skulduggery's hat and behind his coat.

"You know, I might just leave you up here." Skulduggery commented as yet another seagull landed on Vaurien's head, hoping for a snack from the man that smelt like raw pork.

"You wouldn't dectective. I'm too evil to be allowed lose!" Scapegrace howled to the wind, and threw his head back as he let out an evil laugh.

That was it for the minions, they couldn't stand there and take it anymore.

They all started to rush forward, but Skul put out his leg, and stopped most of them.

Renn Junior, a little lad with unfortunate hair, however; managed to get past Skul, and was currently climbing up the Killer Supreme, and when he had perched comforably on the man's shoulder (The Zombie King was still cackling obliviously) started to tickle his throat with a feather.

"Some Minions just don't know whats good for them." Skulduggery muttered to the rest of the group.

"Huh?" Vaurien asked, feeling the odd sensation of a soft feather and skin being peeled off all at once.

"Renn Junior! Get off of that at once!" Skulduggery shouted, "You don't know where it's been!"

The minion stopped, horrified.

It turned to look at the Zombie, and the pair stood for a matter of seconds, taking each other in.

Renn Junior saw a rotting, living corpse.

Scapegrace saw a little elven creature, in a blue pin-stripe suit, with pointy ears and unfortunate hair.

They both screamed.

Renn Junior tried to jump off Scapegrace, but the Zombie King stepped backwards, in a vain attempt of getting away from the minon.

"Damn. Why do we always have to meet on hilltops- right by the frikkin' edge?" Skulduggery asked, running to see over the cliff-top.

"Renn!" He shouted.

"REEEEEEEEEEENN!" He yelled again, provabial tears welling in his eye sockets.

Skulduggery sat down on the edge of the cliff, and crossed his legs.

He turned to Fletcher Junior, who was anxiously peering over the edge of the cliff.

"He might have had awful hair, but he was like a son to me." Skul admitted.

"Zombie King." A chatter came from a minion.

"Zombie king, zombie king, smelly king zombie king." A chorus started up around the group of minions.

Only one Minion would be as childish as to start that kind of offence against someone.

Skulduggery stood up, and looked over the edge.

There, hanging onto a vine, he had somehow previously overlooked the little guy, singing quietly to himself, as he stroked his hair with a zombie's arm.

"zombie king, zombie king, smelly king, zomb- Skull-skull!" The little guy cheered when he saw skulduggery.

"Urgh!" Skulduggery commented. "You either drop that arm, or I'll leave you there."

The minion bared his teeth.

Skulduggery thought, "I'll cut your hair."

The minion immediately dropped the arm.

A shout of protest could be heard as an arm dropped on a certain zombie's head.

A snicker went around the group as the rest of the minion's watched Scapegrace attempt to reattach his arm.

Skulduggery fondly lifted up Renn Junior, and tussled his hair.

"Skull-skull canary car?" Renn Junior eagerly asked for his reward for saving the world from the killer supreme.

Skulduggery smiled as he thought of his plans to take Valkyrie to the sanctuary that afternoon.

"Why not? For the whole day, yeah?"