The Dayman finally opened his eyes and ceased his violent swinging......and realized he was standing in the middle of the battleground...naked and alone, just like the one Christmas.<br/><br/>"This is just like that one Christmas."<br/><br/>Yes...my prince I just s......nevermind. The Dayman began to get a tummy monster, so violent in fact that his still exposed nine pack abs began to visibly rumble. He smelled a dying bagel with his royal nose, and suspected it had come from the new monstrous building that had appeared for some reason or another. He journeyed inside and found the food court, where he settled on a pizza parlor. Pizza, of course, is the only food acceptable for both royal and peasant alike to enjoy. A young woman brought The Dayman, was still unclothed for some reason, his pizza and instantly became pregnant and had to excuse herself. Distracted by her half royal womb invader, she had run off before charging The Dayman, so he took it upon himself to simply find a table. He found the main group and noticed that he was not the center of attention.<br/><br/>He used his royal swagger to approach the table, climbed atop of his with his place, and sat down directly in the center of it. He sat down, put his back to Bartholemew, and instantly grew a tattoo of Chuck Norris getting a tattoo on his back of The Dayman, who was getting said tattoo on himself as well. The Dayman took a bite of his pizza and giggled to himself about the new tattoo, and then noticed the twins sitting in front of him.<br/><br/>"You, younger male peasant who looks the same amount of younger as the younger female peasant seated next to you, you look a quite a bit like a man I had a very sexy encounter with once. You wouldn't happen to have any family in another universe would you?"