"Ohoho Waldo.. I see you've brought a friend to your adventures this time?" a nasally voice says as it approaches you.. ominously. "Along with that trusty walking stick..?" it continues. Waldo doesn't seem phased by this voice in the slightest.

"What would I have to pay you to get you to leave me alone, Odlaw?" Waldo says, his voice with a tinge of annoyance.

"I want to play a game with you Waldo.." The man says.

"Odlaw, I'd rather not. Could you just leave me and my friend alone?" Waldo asks. You start to turn around to see who the voice was. Much to your horror (you think) you see a man in yellow and black clothing that looked identical to Waldos.

"But we've gotta do an epic duel!" Odlaw proclaims, placing a hand on his chest and putting a pointer finger in the air. "We're rivals!" He continues, his voice getting slightly louder.

"We've been doing this since 1990 Odlaw, why can't you just leave me alone?" Waldo says, his beanie drooping down as he slouches over in frustration. "Go back to Maine where you came from, ok?" Waldo groans.

"No! We must battle!" Odlaw insists. Waldo glares at Odlaw for a moment, grips his cane and grasps onto Odlaws shoulder.

"If you don't leave me be, I'll send you back to the stone ages where you'll be stuck for thousands of years." Waldos voice grows dark and cold, a tone you'd never heard from the go-lucky man until now.