Read all about it!, It's a newspaper, what could go wrong?

[Madho]

Madho was finishing off a scrumptious(((No remarks please -.-))) pastry, filled with some kind of light fluffy filling when a cool breeze blew upon his face, carrying with it a lonesome newpaper. The paper nearly threw Madho off his feet, causing him to drop the last of his delecasy. He tussled furiously with the paper, and finally dislodged it from his face. Saddly, he looked down upon his ruined snack, and slowly bent down and retrieved it. It was covered with dirt and god knows what else. Madho shrugged and shoved it in his mouth and chewed contemptly.

He then proceeded to open up the newspaper, which he had so luckily stumbled upon. Lazily, he skimmed through the pages until he reached something that startled him. The title was called Osama's debt is paid. Madho gritted his teeth in hatred, and spat on the picture of the man.

"You!' He exclaimed aloud. "You wretched killer! It's good the American's finally shall end your tyranny! You'll pay for what you did to my village!" He rasped. He crumpled the paper and stomped on it. Then, with a furious snort, he stormed off.

"Great way to start MY day!" He grumbled. He spotted an isolated corner and leaned up against it, hands buried in his pockets.

[Katen]

With a wrapped up pastry in one hand, Katen continued her walk to the Newspaper Joint. When she arrived, she was not happy to find a crumpled up piece of paper on the ground. Bending over and picking it up she discovered that not only did someone litter, but they threw down a perfectly good newspaper! Quickly un-crumpling it she grumbled in annoyance. Then she tried her best to get all the wrinkles out, which failed miserably, and then folded it twice as nicely as possible.

“Het is o.k. krant. Niemand gaat u nu kwetsen,” Katen said with care, holding the paper ever so gently. Still oblivious to someone else being near by.

[First: It’s ok newspaper. No one is going to hurt you now.]

[Madho]

Madho looked uneasily at the newcommer he knew well as Katen. He sighed heavily and tried desperately to calm himself down before she noticed him. Casually, he walked up to Katen, waving politely.

"Zeg aan hallo Katen! Hoe zijn 'ya doen vandaag?" He greeted cheerily, grimacing slightly at the crumpled newspaper.


[[Zeg aan hallo Katen! Hoe zijn 'ya doen vandaag?
Translation: Hello Katen! How are 'ya doing today?]]