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Prologue can be found here.

It was regular weather when Grev Per came home from his christmas vacation on Fyn. Why anyone would go to Fyn is beyond me. That place is the worst.

Grev Per was glad to be home. Christmas times are hectic and he needed to relax. As he stepped into his house and removed his coat he noticed that his house was as cold on the inside as the regular weather was on the outside. He found that quite peculiar.

"I find this quite peculiar," he said, pointlessly, and lit a cigarette.

He started searching for the cause of the peculiar temperature that, had he been outside, would be regular. He soon found a broken window. He quickly looked around to see if something was missing but it didn't look like anyone had broken in. He decided to check the camera footage from his S.K.I.N.K.E. security system and found that Algaroth had drunkenly stumbled around on his lawn holding his crotch on christmas eve. He had also thrown something with a silly hat through his window.



Grev Per couldn't find Algaroth's number so he dialed the first one in his phonebook, A. Holst.

"Hello?" Holst answered, as phone users are prone to do.

"This is Grev Per. Find Algaroth and tell him to come see me."

"YES OH LORD, YOUR WISH IS MY COMMAND!"

"Great. I guess." Grev Per said, and lit a cigarette.

--- Later ---

Grev Per had fixed his window and was now relaxing and reading some news. Apparently A. Holst and some other danes had started a cult.

"Great. I guess..."

Suddenly the door swung open and Algaroth burst in and slammed it shut.

"YOU! You broke my window!"

"No I didn't! Well, maybe... Kinda. I thought it was open."

"It's December!"

"Well that'll teach you to pay your workers. You're welcome."

"You're obviously insane!"

"Thank you!"

"And drunk." Grev Per said, and lit a cigarette.

"I'm gonna hide out here for a while. Pho3nix kicked me in the crotch, Apparently he can't handle a little sexual harrassment. Such a girl."

"What did you throw through my window?"

"I sexually harrass Betamjau all the time. Like, ALL THE TIME. She hasn't done anything to my crotch."

"Again, what did you throw through my window?"

"Your cat. You know you shouldn't leave it outside when you go out of town. Someone could steal it... or throw it through a window."

"I DON'T HAVE A CAT!" Grev Per said, and lit a cigarette.

"You do now. It has a hat. Wanna get drunk?"

"Sure, whatever." Grev Per said, and lit a cigarette.



To be continued.