Condor turned to the voice to see a lime green pen that seemed awfully familiar.
Upon seeing a vague look of recognition cross Codor’s face, the pen began a speech, “Yeah, you remember me, don’t you? You better, ‘cause I remember you. Yeah, I remember the da like it was yesterday. The day that old good boy Condor had his pal exiled. Mhmm, it’s me Penjamin.” he paused to look creully upon Condor. “You remember, don’t you?”
“Penjy, I thought I’d never see you again!” Condor hummed. “God, I wish that I could go back to that day and-”
“Shut up, scum!” Penjamin interrupted. “And don’t you dare call me Penjy. You ruined my life. You took everything from me! You took everything! I had to work my way up. I had to take care myself. I was just a kid when you ruined me. You hear that? You ruined me!”
“Penjy, I’m sorry. But what you did was wrong. But that's in the past. We can be friends again. We can be okay again! You can come home with us and talk with the elder and everything will be okay. Everything can be okay. Okay?”
“Oh no, sweetie.” Penjamin said with a smirk. “That’s not how this is going to go. You’re going to pay and I’m going to prosper. Like it should’ve been from the beginning. You get