“Look, Full Stop,” Comma reasoned, “the ink wells are yours. The paper is mine. We are even. End this attack on Hyphen and—”
“I am the most powerful Mark in Grammar. No other Mark controls as many sentences as I do. I control long sentences. Short sentences. Whole sentences. Sentence fragments. One-word statements. ME. I alone decide where everything starts and ends.”
“You are abusing your power, you megalomaniac! First, you invented the abbreviation technique just so you could appear more frequently, and now—”
Full Stop cut Comma off mid-sentence. His mouth spread into a slow, devious smile. “As far as I know, Comma,” he said smugly, “you do the same thing with your parenthesis technique. You have been using it to appear TWICE in sentences in which you are not even needed.”
Comma clenched her fists in indignation. “If words are not essential to the meaning of a sentence, those words would fall off the page without my image in front of and behind them to block them off. I use parenthesis to create more work for the words. You, on the other hand, use abbreviation to steal work from them.”
“Every leader knows there will always be collateral damage, Comma. This is why I am the Prime Mark. Just wait. I have the ink, and soon I shall have your paper. And you, Comma, you will not even have your friends.”
