Poly was thinking about Chrome again. Chrome was an emotional being with shiny arms and black hair. Poly walked over to the window and reflected on his mostly void surroundings. He had always loved lonely Level 86 with its breakable, elegant black void of nothing, with white text. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel happy. Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was an emotional figure of Chrome. Poly gulped. He nervously glanced at his own reflection. He was a chromatic, bright, root beer drinker with fluffy arms and hairy hair. His friends saw him as an calm, innocent angel. Once, he had even helped a jealous old lady cross the road. But not even a chromatic person who had once helped a jealous old lady cross the road, was prepared for what Chrome had in store today. The rain hammered like running toads, making Poly enormously upset. Poly grabbed a rough book that had been strewn nearby; he massaged it with his fingers. As Poly stepped outside and Chrome came closer, he could see the shiny glint in her eye . Chrome gazed with the affection of 86 happy enchanting elephants. She said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want you to love me." Poly looked back, even more upset and still fingering the rough book. "Chrome, I am literally your brother," he replied. They looked at each other with sad feelings, like two rare, red rodents walking at a very loving holiday, which had piano music playing in the background and two energetic uncles loving to the beat. Poly regarded Chrome's shiny arms and black hair. "I feel the same way!" revealed Poly with a delighted grin. Chrome looked overjoyed, her emotions blushing like a teeny-tiny, thundering torch. Then Chrome came inside for a nice drink of root beer.