Alan: Hai

The reader: *Silent*

Alan: so...do you have any powers?

The reader: Whats it to you?

Alan: ....what do you mean

The reader: Fine, I can control demon like shadows to my will, I am immortal, and will stalk you

Alan: *gulps* i protect space and stuff like that

The reafer: And I am a demon

Alan: oh..um ok

The reader: and thats it

Alan: oh um wow.....

The reader: And most of the time I am trapped in this book *shows it*

Alan: oh youre like that witch who got trapped in the book on those Garfield shows

The reader: But Im not telling you how to trap me in it

Alan: eh ok, like a genie trapped in a lamp, you should see my ask blog where its gonnna be a little less um creepy

The reader: *is confused*

Alan: *shrugs*

The reader: Whatever

Alan: *puts on space gear*

The reader: *confused* What are you doing?

Alan: *says casually* going to Pluto, wanna come? *takes his sword and shield*

The reader: Most likely no

Alan: you wont be trapped in a book there plus robots are invading Pluto and i would like some help...

The reader: Fine, but I dont want to wear what you wearing

Alan: ok you could take the regular suit

The reader: Do I have to wear a suit?

Alan: if you dont want to get crushed

The reader: I will take my chances

Alan: ok then tell me when youre ready

The reader: Im ready

Alan: ok get on *goes to his space ship*

The reader: *follows*

Alan: *starts driving the space ship* we'll arrive at 20 seconds

Alan: we arrived

The reader: Ok

The reader: Ok

Alan: *gets off*

Alan: *takes his sword and shield out* we need to stop the machine taking over pluto

The reader: uh ok

Alan: *goes to the center, killing robots on his path*

Alan: *is surrounded by too much robots* aw man! now you can only stop the machine!

The reader: *Using the shadow demons to tear robots*

The reader: How?

Alan: just crush it or something

The reader: Uh ok, where do I find it

Alan: a few blocks from the center

The reader; Uh ok *starts looking*

Alan: hurry!

The reader: *finds it*

Alan: now destroy it!

The reader: *starts destroying it*

Alan: Yay!

The reader: Heh

Alan: you might be a good space warrior, unlike moi

The reader: Uh ok

Alan: *shrugs*

The reader: Who is moi?

Alan: it means me

The reader: Oh ok

Alan: yeah i am the WORST

The reader: Most likely

Alan: yeah im younger than all the others....but the council made me the leader....are they crazy?!

The reader: Yes

The reader: They are

Alan: ye

The reader: Would they hire a demon?

The reader: Would they hire a demon?

Alan: i dunno you have to join the academy

The reader: Hmmm

Alan: ...

The reader: I doubt I could get in

Alan: you need to do a bunch of space tests just to be a junior cadet..but if the main space warrior dies...the council will decide an older cadet to take the part

but they made an exeption for me

The reader: Ah I see

The reader: Ah ok, why though?

Alan: 'cause someone trained me sercretly then told the council about it

The reader: ah I see

Alan: ye

The reader: Makes sense

Alan: *nods* it is hard work

The reader: I see

Alan: ok then i need to go back to the academy bai

The reader: Can you at least take me back to earth

Alan: okay *gets him back to earth*

The reader: *gets off ship*

Alan: k then i gotta go

The reader: Bye *walks off*