Melon Field 2 [Yuri]

[melonfield]

The forest north of the village stretches to the mountain ridge bordering the sea. But before the narrow mountain pass to the sea, before the end of the forest can quite be seen, there is a melon field. The land is a little hilly here, and the forest around it is uneven, but the field itself is perfectly leveled and square. Although interest in the

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[novolumecontrol]

Squalo just stared in disbelief, covered in melon juice.

After Bel got him to sing all those stupid songs? All he did was some whistling? "Bel..." He was feeling the overwhelming urge to rip him apart.

" VOOOOOOIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!!!!!!" With that he immediately jumped on the prince and started the two of them rolling around the melon patch.

[princeofknives]

Belphegor didn't even have time to bask in his melon soaked victory before Squalo pounced on him.

'So violent!' the Prince exclaimed as the two went rolling through slippery blue melon guts in a whirlwind of cartoonish violence. 'You should be happy for the Prince, shishi-' He was cut off mid giggle by one Squalo's flailing limbs hitting him particularly hard in the gut. Deciding this may not be the best time to goad Squalo (and besides, he wanted to play with more melons) Bel managed to squirm out of Squalo's grasp (taking some of the swordsman's hair with him) and scurried over to blue melon number one.

'We have the pattern, Squalo' Belphegor panted while gesturing to the bits of melon surrounding them, 'it should be simple enough to break another.'

[memento_mods]

The melons were their melony, impassive spectators as one or two were occasionally jostled without explosions.

((Describe their interactions with the melons as they jostle around, if you would~ =D))

[novolumecontrol]

Squalo yelled loudly (even for him) when Belphegor yanked out some of his hair. He wiped melon juice off his face and splattered it on the ground around him, breathing hard as he glared at the prince. " Right! So you can make me look like a fucking idiot again!" Sadly, Bel did not appear that interested in fighting anymore. How disappointing. Not wanting to be one of the people who failed to break open a melon, Squalo stomped up and down one of the rows to work out some of his anger before moving back over to where Bel was.

"So what, you think they like whistling?" He whistled loudly, as he did everything else, hoping all the melons in the patch would blow to smithereens. Ideally taking Bel with them.

[melonfield]

Nope, no reaction from the melons.

[novolumecontrol]

Rats. Trying to think of other noises, Squalo tried clapping.

[melonfield]

Thank you, thank you very much.

[novolumecontrol]

... Why did he get the feeling he was being mocked? And not just by Bel? Squalo took the melon from Belphegor and started drumming on the skin with his fingers.

"If you have any suggestions, feel free to share," Squalo snarled.

[melonfield]

Under his fingers, the melon was becoming very, very hot.

[princeofknives]

'You could try humming' suggested Bel '...or barking like a dog. Anything that creates sound could work.' Bel was really hoping Squalo would choose the latter option. Since he had already broken a melon (victory!) he really just wanted to see Squalo make a fool of himself.

[novolumecontrol]

" I'm not barking." Squalo said, making a face. " But humming is not a bad- " It had taken a while to notice through his gloves, but he finally felt the melon was getting uncomfortably warm against his arm and good hand. Not bothering to finish what he was saying, Squalo sat down on the ground and put the melon on his lap.

" So you like that, eh?" This wasn't a good sign. He was talking with a melon. Squalo started playing the melon like a bongo drum, hoping he was on the right track. " Let's see how you like this."

[melonfield]

And this melon exploded!

((%2 for Squalo.))

[novolumecontrol]

" HAHAHA!" He jumped up and flashed Bel a toothy grin, looking mildly unhindged and completely covered in sticky melon juice. " That's one for each of us! These melons aren't so tough! And you wanted me bark like a dog!!" He strutted around the melon patch whooping noisily and scaring wildlife and fellow citizens alike.