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The Invisible Castle
"RIGHT!" The raccoon stomped down the corridor of the Minion Living Quarters, visibly fuming. He stopped upon reaching door 60, which bore a plaque saying:
Carmine Acciai
Knock before entering pls
Disregarding this entirely, Norithics Kusemurai threw open the door and burst into Carmine's room.
"Ok, Bangaa!" he proclaimed loudly, striding into the room with his hands on his hips. "Miles has been calling you and KG over the intercom for ages and... and..."
Nori's rant tailed off before he could finish. He had expected to find Carmine sleeping on his brown leather couch, or at his computer, or anywhere INSIDE his room. But lo and behold, the room contained no Bangaas.
"Oh." Nori said lamely. "Okay then, I'll just get the OTHER scaly weirdo!" And, not wanting to linger too long (lest another Minion find him having failed epically), exited Carmine's room and made his way down the corridor to KG's room.
KG's door was covered in guitar stencils and posters of hilariously irrelevant bands from the 80's backwards. His door plaque read this:
KG - The Iron Python
Once again, Nori disregarded all mannered protocols and entered without knocking.
"Alright, Scotty-pants! Not having ears doesn't mean you can't hear the intercom! Or were you too busy listening to... to... FUCK!"
Like Carmine's room, KG's room contained no reptilia. It DID, however, contain a guitar amplifier, several effects pedals, a genuine 80's boombox, a pristine white Les Paul hung up on the wall (a plaque beside it proclaimed "Warning: weighs more than Nori's arse!") and several more posters of KG's favourite bands. The chief amongst these was a life-size poster of the outrageously curvy figure of Mina Mongoose.
"Why are all my reptiles missing?!" roared Nori, clenching his fists and turning for the door. "God when I get my hands on those two, they'll be walking funny for WEEKS!"
Elsewhere...
"Mmm-MMM!" enthused Carmine Acciai, taking a sip of his drink. "I love days like these!" And with that, he turned his head to his right. "How 'bout you?"
His companion, the evergreen KG, sighed contentedly before answering. "Och, it's well good, mate!" he said, adjusting his aviators on his face.
The two reptilian renegades were currently lying on a large, flat rock. They were "basking", as biology would put it, absorbing the rays of the raging sun like spunk at a bukakke session, with absolutely no need of sunscreen.
They were also stark bollock naked, having decided that it was best to get an all-over sunning. Carmine's cargo shorts had been discarded to his left, and KG's signature leather jacket was to his right.
Of course, being naked also meant that their endowedness was exposed to the skies as well, their thick, fat, knee-slapping cocks gleaming proudly like the rest of them.
"This is just perfect, huh?" enthused Carmine, finishing his drink and placing the empty glass down on the rock.
"Aye, but, ye think we should mebbe go back to the castle?" KG asked. Even though he had gotten away with so much whilst working for Nori, the Iron Python still suffered from the affliction of "having a conscience" every now and again.
Carmine pushed up his sunglasses and looked over at KG, and KG pushed up his own glasses and looked over at Carmine. Instantly, they both flipped their sunglasses back down as their reptilian brains simultaneously provided an answer:
"Naaaaaah!"