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Okay, so I was just gonna give this to Taiga directly, but then I wrote two and I couldn't NOT share it without the other, so... yeah. YOU GET TWO, TAIGA!
Another long and hard battle. The young boy, who still doesn't have a name wow we suck sorry kid, had been seeking to go further with his fighting abilities, to gain and master new skills and such. Because having at most only eight special attacks, not counting unique skills, sucks and is very predictable. You can't be very DRAMATIC if you are predictable, right?
ANYWAY! About that battle. The boy was facing off against someone he had never seen before. He wasn't sure if he was a regular demon or some very high class monster, but he was certainly powerful enough to be one. He had on some weird headgear and wore a tattered old cloak that covered the rest of his body, but the boy was sure he saw some kind of cut across the guy's chest. Both had been at it for quite a while and both were looking quite beaten up.
AN OPENING!
The boy quickly got past his opponent's defenses and unleashed a Final Arts skill, hoping to finish off his mute enemy.
Unfortunately, the attack didn't defeat the guy. But he did stop attacking for some reason. He just stood there. The boy felt something was wrong.
"What? Suddenly had enough?"
The enemy quietly smirked at the question. And in a split second, he vanished, leaving only his tattered cloak. Suddenly, there was clapping.
"Woooow~ I'm surprised you survived, lil' brother. And you get a piece of trash as your reward, isn't that nice~?" Pirouette, the boy's older sister AND THE ONLY ONE WITH A NAME, AGAIN WE'RE SORRY KID, had been sitting on a rock a few feet away from where the fighting was happening, a plate of curry half eaten on hand.
The boy glanced at his sister for a moment before going to pick up the cloak. "And what are you doing here anyway?"
"Why, I came to make sure my lil' brother didn't get himself in over his lil' head and to give some moral support~!"
"You mean you planned on throwing prinnies at me to mess with my fight."
"Well, if you know what I'm going to do, I can't really do it, now can I?"
"Stop acting like dad."
Pirouette got up from her rock, "Fine, ruin my fun why don'cha." She continued eating her curry while watching her brother figure out what to do with the cloak left behind. After a few thoughts, he decided to use it himself.
And so, in DRAMATIC FASHION!! he put it on around him, just like his foe had it.
"Hey, you're doing the dramatic thing again, bro."
"S-Shut up! I can't help it!"
"You shouldn't have learned how to be so dramatic, its gotten ingrained into nearly everything you do. I'm surprised most of your attacks aren't very dramatic at all."
"Shut up about it or I'll dramatically kick your ass back home"
"Oooh~ So scary~"
And so the two children walked into the sunset, back home to their parents… who seemed to be in the middle of something…
DRAMATIC ENDING!!
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Kururu wanted everything to be perfect. Today was a special day, and that meant getting all of the vassals out of the castle for at least three hours while he had everything prepared and ready. He wanted to surprise Prier, let's just say.
When Prier returned from her usual "Overlord duties," everything was quiet. WAY too quiet. Not even a dodo could be heard. She looked through her castle for someone, but only found notes taped to the walls with nonsense written on them. The notes all lead to the dining room, where the table was furnished with nothing but plates of roasted pork.
"Huh… This is strange… Kururu?! Are you here?"
"What gave me away~?" Kururu appeared behind Prier, seemingly out of nowhere. "Well, nobody usually leaves a table of food out but you." Prier turned, "What's this all about?"
"Today's our wedding anniversary, Prier!"
"Oh… it was today?"
"SIT!"
As 'sorta' ordered, Prier sat in one of the chairs. "You know, you really didn't have to do this, Kururu…" She always felt a bit guilty for not getting something for Kururu for these things. And he'd always say it was fine, but still. She couldn't help it, if it isn't her not really having the time, it's that Kururu is hard to shop for. Getting him his favorite thing doesn't really have the same impact when he has that favorite thing nearly twenty-four seven.
"Nonsense. If I don't do it, I'm going to feel bad~ Now, we're going to sit and eat your favorite roast pork, and then we're going to talk about a vacation."
"Wait, what?"
"Yeah, well, I figured you could use a break from Overlord stuff every once in a while. Now is a good enough time as any, da ze~ We'll go visit other netherworlds or Pekoponian worlds and actually have fun. We can even make it a family vacation, if you want."
"Wait, hold on, I don't think I can have a vacation right now." Prier had to stop eating. A vacation would be nice, but someone had to be here to make sure shit didn't happen to her netherworld. Well, she could trust a few of her vassals to make sure things were okay by the time they would come back from a said vacation.
"IF YOU DON'T TAKE A VACATION, YOU'RE GOING TO BE SLEEPING IN THE PRINNY QUARTERS!" Kururu suddenly shouted, standing up from his seat.
"Hey, who do you think you're talking to?! If anyone's going to be sleeping with the prinnies, it's you, Mister!"
"I'll fight you for the sake of vacationing, da ze~! And I'll win!"
"Wanna bet?"
At this point, Kururu was already going on an assault. An assault... ... that involved jumping on Prier's back. "GET OFF OF ME, YOU IDIOT!" Prier shouted, trying to throw him off. Kururu did his very best to hang on for practically dear life, grabbing onto Prier's horns, avoiding anything that could probably get him knocked out in a second. This continued for a few minutes, with Kururu riding on Prier until they were interrupted by none other than their kids, who had just returned from... whatever they were doing, probably jacking some bum's tattered cloak.
"..."
"..."
"... ..."
"... Dad, keep it in the bedroom, would ya? No one needs to see that in public," Pirouette said to break the awkward silence.
"Oh come on, this isn't anywhere near as bad as that time you saw your mom as a guy, da ze~"
"YOU SAID YOU WOULD SHUT UP ABOUT THAT, KURURU!!"
Things calmed down, and Prier was back to eating her roast pork. She sighed, "Alright, you win, Kururu. I'll take a vacation. We'll all go where ever you want." Kururu smiled and brought out a bag. "GREAT! I already have everything packed for all of us! Let's get going tomorrow!"
And then they visited Euro Disney, the worst Disney of all Disneys in any dimension. Kururu just wanted to use the wedding vacation as an excuse to visit the park that had been so acclaimed as the worst Disneyland park. Oh wait, we should probably call it Disneyland Paris, shouldn't we?
It wasn't that bad, really. If you count scaring the other park goers and even the employees as 'not that bad.'
:3 This is getting more and more fun to do.
Another long and hard battle. The young boy, who still doesn't have a name wow we suck sorry kid, had been seeking to go further with his fighting abilities, to gain and master new skills and such. Because having at most only eight special attacks, not counting unique skills, sucks and is very predictable. You can't be very DRAMATIC if you are predictable, right?
ANYWAY! About that battle. The boy was facing off against someone he had never seen before. He wasn't sure if he was a regular demon or some very high class monster, but he was certainly powerful enough to be one. He had on some weird headgear and wore a tattered old cloak that covered the rest of his body, but the boy was sure he saw some kind of cut across the guy's chest. Both had been at it for quite a while and both were looking quite beaten up.
AN OPENING!
The boy quickly got past his opponent's defenses and unleashed a Final Arts skill, hoping to finish off his mute enemy.
Unfortunately, the attack didn't defeat the guy. But he did stop attacking for some reason. He just stood there. The boy felt something was wrong.
"What? Suddenly had enough?"
The enemy quietly smirked at the question. And in a split second, he vanished, leaving only his tattered cloak. Suddenly, there was clapping.
"Woooow~ I'm surprised you survived, lil' brother. And you get a piece of trash as your reward, isn't that nice~?" Pirouette, the boy's older sister AND THE ONLY ONE WITH A NAME, AGAIN WE'RE SORRY KID, had been sitting on a rock a few feet away from where the fighting was happening, a plate of curry half eaten on hand.
The boy glanced at his sister for a moment before going to pick up the cloak. "And what are you doing here anyway?"
"Why, I came to make sure my lil' brother didn't get himself in over his lil' head and to give some moral support~!"
"You mean you planned on throwing prinnies at me to mess with my fight."
"Well, if you know what I'm going to do, I can't really do it, now can I?"
"Stop acting like dad."
Pirouette got up from her rock, "Fine, ruin my fun why don'cha." She continued eating her curry while watching her brother figure out what to do with the cloak left behind. After a few thoughts, he decided to use it himself.
And so, in DRAMATIC FASHION!! he put it on around him, just like his foe had it.
"Hey, you're doing the dramatic thing again, bro."
"S-Shut up! I can't help it!"
"You shouldn't have learned how to be so dramatic, its gotten ingrained into nearly everything you do. I'm surprised most of your attacks aren't very dramatic at all."
"Shut up about it or I'll dramatically kick your ass back home"
"Oooh~ So scary~"
And so the two children walked into the sunset, back home to their parents… who seemed to be in the middle of something…
DRAMATIC ENDING!!
---------------------------------------------------------
Kururu wanted everything to be perfect. Today was a special day, and that meant getting all of the vassals out of the castle for at least three hours while he had everything prepared and ready. He wanted to surprise Prier, let's just say.
When Prier returned from her usual "Overlord duties," everything was quiet. WAY too quiet. Not even a dodo could be heard. She looked through her castle for someone, but only found notes taped to the walls with nonsense written on them. The notes all lead to the dining room, where the table was furnished with nothing but plates of roasted pork.
"Huh… This is strange… Kururu?! Are you here?"
"What gave me away~?" Kururu appeared behind Prier, seemingly out of nowhere. "Well, nobody usually leaves a table of food out but you." Prier turned, "What's this all about?"
"Today's our wedding anniversary, Prier!"
"Oh… it was today?"
"SIT!"
As 'sorta' ordered, Prier sat in one of the chairs. "You know, you really didn't have to do this, Kururu…" She always felt a bit guilty for not getting something for Kururu for these things. And he'd always say it was fine, but still. She couldn't help it, if it isn't her not really having the time, it's that Kururu is hard to shop for. Getting him his favorite thing doesn't really have the same impact when he has that favorite thing nearly twenty-four seven.
"Nonsense. If I don't do it, I'm going to feel bad~ Now, we're going to sit and eat your favorite roast pork, and then we're going to talk about a vacation."
"Wait, what?"
"Yeah, well, I figured you could use a break from Overlord stuff every once in a while. Now is a good enough time as any, da ze~ We'll go visit other netherworlds or Pekoponian worlds and actually have fun. We can even make it a family vacation, if you want."
"Wait, hold on, I don't think I can have a vacation right now." Prier had to stop eating. A vacation would be nice, but someone had to be here to make sure shit didn't happen to her netherworld. Well, she could trust a few of her vassals to make sure things were okay by the time they would come back from a said vacation.
"IF YOU DON'T TAKE A VACATION, YOU'RE GOING TO BE SLEEPING IN THE PRINNY QUARTERS!" Kururu suddenly shouted, standing up from his seat.
"Hey, who do you think you're talking to?! If anyone's going to be sleeping with the prinnies, it's you, Mister!"
"I'll fight you for the sake of vacationing, da ze~! And I'll win!"
"Wanna bet?"
At this point, Kururu was already going on an assault. An assault... ... that involved jumping on Prier's back. "GET OFF OF ME, YOU IDIOT!" Prier shouted, trying to throw him off. Kururu did his very best to hang on for practically dear life, grabbing onto Prier's horns, avoiding anything that could probably get him knocked out in a second. This continued for a few minutes, with Kururu riding on Prier until they were interrupted by none other than their kids, who had just returned from... whatever they were doing, probably jacking some bum's tattered cloak.
"..."
"..."
"... ..."
"... Dad, keep it in the bedroom, would ya? No one needs to see that in public," Pirouette said to break the awkward silence.
"Oh come on, this isn't anywhere near as bad as that time you saw your mom as a guy, da ze~"
"YOU SAID YOU WOULD SHUT UP ABOUT THAT, KURURU!!"
Things calmed down, and Prier was back to eating her roast pork. She sighed, "Alright, you win, Kururu. I'll take a vacation. We'll all go where ever you want." Kururu smiled and brought out a bag. "GREAT! I already have everything packed for all of us! Let's get going tomorrow!"
And then they visited Euro Disney, the worst Disney of all Disneys in any dimension. Kururu just wanted to use the wedding vacation as an excuse to visit the park that had been so acclaimed as the worst Disneyland park. Oh wait, we should probably call it Disneyland Paris, shouldn't we?
It wasn't that bad, really. If you count scaring the other park goers and even the employees as 'not that bad.'
:3 This is getting more and more fun to do.