One day, Peachy and Slime were walking down a nearby spring. The water was cold, and the air was fresh. We came across a small kitten.

"Hey Peachy, can I take this kitten home?" Slime asked her.

"Of course! Feel free to have as many pets as you want."

Slime picked up the small kitten, feeling his fluffy paws attack her hands in an adorably cute way.

This is heaven.

Now that I've got a new pet, I should probably leave them alone for a while... oh wait!

Dorian gingerly removed the burning hot tray from the oven, her famous cookies glittering like diamonds. She waited for them to cool, then placed them one by one into a glass jar. Once done, she headed up to Slime's room, knocking on the door.

"Come in." Slime said.

Dorian entered, and passed her the cookies. "I just wanted to give these to you, to say thanks for everything you do for us."

"Thanks Dorian! You guys do tons of stuff too. I appreciate the thought."

These cookies taste great. I wonder if I can do anything else?

My past life as a pirate has been incredible. I'm so glad now everyone else remembers it too. The wind in my hair and the sound of the sails turning is still clear as day. Now that everyone else in town remembers the life I used to live, and the wonderous acts I performed for them, they declared November 3rd to be a day to celebrate me, and my wonderous achievements.

They give me wonderful food, cooked by the most supreme chefs. Everyone who resides in upper class and has money to spare gives me 10% of their overall earnings. The town joined together to place a statue of me in the town square.

"Slime! Slime! Slime!" They cheer, as I walk through the middle of town.

"Thank you everyone!" I shout back.

Maybe I shouldn't stop quite yet.