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Trevor was a young hot belmont in town. He was a new single pringle, looking for his next mate (if you know what i am saying ;) ) He hadn’t been in Greshit for more than an hour before he spotted HIM. As their gazes met, him and a strange green fellow felt their souls connect, it was nothing he had ever experienced before. Long, Green, and devilishly handsome, stood the semi aquatic bipedal hooded figure, his eyes shone like dark obsidian.
“Um, hello there, um stranger. My name um is um Kermit the frog here.”
Trevor squinted taking in his smoldering look, “Hey yourself, I see you’re quite famous around here.” He gestured to the statue looming over the marketplace.
“Um yes, um that statue is um of my great grandfather, um Kermit, 1st of his name, king of muppet town um” Kermit explained.
“Quite impressive, for a frog.” Trevor unhooked his fingers from his belt loop, swinging his hips a bit as he approached the stranger. “Name’s Trevor.”
Kermit shrugged his shoulders, his cloak slowly draping to the floor. “Um, Trevor, Um nice name you got um there. I like Trevie though! Maybe we should um go for a walk?”
Trevor thought to himself, if this was a threat, it wasn’t a very good one. The nude frog had left himself completely unguarded. Trevor shrugged his shoulders, he didn’t have much to lose here, and he was intrigued by the natural charisma rolling off his webbed finger tips.
“KERMIEEEE”, Kermit knew this voice from his past. One voice that echoed throughout his past. The voice resonated with him, haunting his very existence... Miss Piggy.
“Um, miss piggy, um this is my um friend, Mr Trevie.”
Piggy glanced in the direction of the rum soaked stranger, taking in his appearance head to toe.
“Nice to meet you, er miss...piggy?” Trevor was stunned by the stupidity of her name, nonetheless, he went along and followed Kermit. He led them away from the market, Piggy, Kermit and Trevor strolled towards the famous catacombs of Greshit.
Miss Piggy couldn’t keep her eyes off of the two fabulous men now walking beside her. As a speaker, her job to the people came first, but sometimes she longed for a life where she could chase after her own happiness.
“Sooooooooo Trevor, what’s your experience with beautiful women?” She batted her eyes at him in an attempt to make Kermit jealous.
Trevor whispered under his voice “Fuck me, this again?” Trevor had previous experience with crazy pigs before. His previous lover, Miss Hog tried to kill him. Trevor did not take kindly to it, She wasn’t around anymore.
“Um okay guys um, we are here now um, Trevor, I hope this isn’t um your final um form? Things um are about to get um dangerous….”
Trevor glanced around at the dark catacomb, he walked forward fearlessly to impress his new companions. He ran his hand over the back wall noticing a small entry point above the mausoleum. “What exactly are you playing at, frog?”
“Um, listen Trevie, um an evil presence resides under this catacomb.” As Kermit began to explain, he started to remove his neck brace. Although, this neck brace was not ordinary. His skimpy spaghetti like arms started to bulge, His muscles intensifying at a horrific rate. God like aura surrounded him. His voice deepened, he had the stature of Hercules.
“This is getting um serious um, Miss piggy, Please leave this um to me and my friend Trevie here”. Evil mist started leaking from the entry point.
As they climbed into the small entry point, Trevor clenched the hilt of his short sword, but Kermit wasn’t fazed. The slope quickly changed to a 90 degree angle. They fell into a pit. It was dark, cold, silent.
“Um, Trevie? Can you um hear me? Hellooo?”
“Urgh…” Trevor dusted himself.
Through the silence and darkness, Footsteps emerged, the dark aura of the room vastly increased. A single eye lit up the corner of the room. Trevor bumped into something. It felt like a person… made of stone.
“Kermit, I don’t know how powerful you think you are, but leave this to me. I am a Belmont.” Trevor unleashed his whip knowing he would need it for what lay ahead.
Flames engulfed the room. A plethora of statues appeared, the victims of the Cyclops.
An angry roar filled the catacomb, Trevor drew his blade, shucking it into the Cyclop’s chest. It looked down at the puny dagger appearing bemused. Knowing this was serious, his cape fell to the floor, Trevor charged the beast.
The beast eyes stretched open wide in preparation for an all out attack towards Trevor. Dodging the giant's fist, whipping himself out of the way of the beast’s eye blast attack. Trevor was launched into a pillar. Shocked by the impact, he tried to catch his breath as a green mist flew past his eyes. Blood everywhere, splattered on the floor and walls. Kermit landed behind the Cyclops. It fell. A pool of blood soaked the floor.
“My god, Kermit. What, how?”
“Um Trevie, lets get moving, we haven’t faced the real um trials yet”.
Trevor rose to his feet, blown away by the sheer amount of power that was just displayed.
“Fine, let's keep moving.” Trevor picked his whip back up, tucking it into his belt. They walked towards the doorway. Just then the floor shook, a chasm appeared, collapsing below them.
“Eyyaaaaa Trevieeeeeeee!”
They fell. Consumed by darkness.