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Staggering about, Ryhe found himself thrown out of the bar. He fumbled and tripped, giggling gently before getting back onto his feet and cotninuing. After a while, he found himself in afeild and he grutned, hitting the ground as the drink took him into slumber.

She looked over him, and sighed. "Once more, Ryhe, you've gotten yourself drunk." His wife knew scolding him, again, wouldn't work. And an idea had hit her. She pulled one of ehr blue ribbons off the bottom of her skirt, and she looked around. After noticing no one was around, she flipped his kilt up, and tied it on his penis with an evil chuckle. "Sweet dreams, Ryhe." She flipped it back down, and slunk off.

After a while, Ryhe opened his eye gently. He yawned and sta up, holding his head, then his ear lowered. He got up quickly and ran to the trees, moving his kilt to pee. He froze and stared at it, "What the hell!?!?!?!"

Zye was washing dishes, humming to herself, unable to resist laughing. "I am so dead when Ryhe gets home. But, it was worth it..."

Ryhe stormed home, "Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzye!"

She turned around, drying a plate. "Yes, Ryhe?" She hid her laughter.

He walked over, stared her in the eye and-

pouted, "How dare you play with it hile I'm asleep."

She tilted her head. "What do you mean? With what?"

He smirked, "You know."

She looked confused. "No... what happened?"

He showed her the ribbon.

She blinked. "Nice color." She turned back to the dishes, smirking to herself.

He thought, then his eyes widened. He backed away, then hurried into his study. He leaned his back on the wall, his eyes watery.

Did he... cheat?

After ten minutes of leaving Ryhe alone, Zye headed to his study. "Ryhe, you in there?"

Ryhe was, chewing his nails and not answering.