(Going to be short)

"Scarlet." Said an IceWing. He was pure white, male, and VERY sparkly like most IceWings.

"What do you want, IceWing. If it's good enough you'll survive."

"Uh... First, you're in hell. Second, kill kiss marry Glory, Ruby, or Peril." Melt, the IceWing, said.

"Whyyyyy!" She yelled. "Okay. Kiss Peril so my life ends and I never have to answer." She growled.

"I guess Marry Ruby, and kill Glory." Scarlet continued.

"Now for you, IceWing." She hissed, lunging for him.