*PDP stood silently his arms folded across his chest and his ears drooped to his shoulders, something told him he should stay...and he knew what that was...his Ashura Form...but if he was to be rid of it he had to beat it off his own willpower...he had too..so he raises his hand*<br/>PDP:....is it okay if I like stay here...I gotta do somethings...alone<br/><br/>*meanwhile in PDP's underworld*<br/>1stMoozle:Hey where's Big Bro...<br/>2ndMoozle:Hey, he left a note..<br/>*the note reads:"Gone to play in playground...be back right back"<br/>... ... ...<br/>1stMoozle:Sooo...now what?<br/>3rdMoozle:We'll jus sit here maybe PDP was right about that monster...<br/>1stMoozle:I guess so...