"You used to have a comprehension of who I am!" exclaimed Red. "You need to realize that you have the aptitude to be a bright crayon."
"I do realize that I could! It's just the conception of us being together in marriage may endanger conflict between our families." Blue replied, "Our families and friends will think it illogical. Due to this, our being together will be esoteric."
"It is a propensity for some crayons to act this way, although I don't think it's fair to judge. Though, maybe if our marriage works out for the best..." Red stopped in mid-sentence.
Blue finished Red's sentence, "...Then it will enlighten them that two different crayons can get along."
After their long discussion, Red and Blue left to meditate before their supper of wax.
Two weeks passed and they were happy again, and more in love than ever. They were graduating in less than an hour, and they were very nervous.
Blue and Red Crayon got married a few months after graduation. They put aside their petty arguments because they felt so strongly for one another. They coalesced, and a year later they had a set of twin purple crayons.
About a year after the twins were born, Red was once again pregnant. This time she had an orange marker.
"Red!?!" Blue said, "If I am a blue crayon...and you...you are a red crayon...then how in the world did you manage to have an orange MARKER baby?!?"
"I...I can...can explain!" Red said.
"I understand perfectly Red...by using my power of deduction, I came to the conclusion that I am not Orange's FATHER!" "I usually have good inclinations towards these sorts of things." Then, Blue added, "Speculation tells me that you have cheated on me."
Red sat there sobbing, "You are right Blue," she whispered, "Your best friend, Yellow Marker, is Orange's biological father..."
The End...Or is it?....Ok, it is...lol...i have nothing else for this story >.<...
