It had to be done. *boldy and dramatic face* And I'm only on the late 20s of the episodes, gimme a break!
Disclaimer: I don't own Zatch Bell god dammit! I DON'T OWN ANYTHING!
The air went still as an almost inaudible wisp shot through the air, a tiny dart flew at breakneck speed, practically invisible through the small forest.
Finally, it punctured something, instantly pulsing the poison inside, into its victim.
"Ow!"
Zatch rubbed his neck, and felt a tiny dart, he pulled it out, causing a sharp sting. "Owie!" He yelped. The playful mamodo glared at the dart. "What's this? It hurt me..." He mumbled. "What do you think, Volcan 300?" He held up the cardboard box with sticks up to the dart.
"..."
"You don't know what it is either? Well, that's alright, I guess!" He threw away the dart as though it were nothing. "It was probably somebody who was playing with things like those, and probably missed their target! Hey, we have to practice, Volcan 300! Let's go and practice your aiming with your missles!" He ran off laughing happily.
"Hehehee...You have no idea how wrong you are, mamodo." A childish voice coming from a dark and shaded bush chuckled to himself, his black hair covering part of his eyes.
I know, weirdest, intro, EVAH. And how was I supposed to know if Zatch knew what a dart was or not? And I think I got Zatch's personality right on the money, also! And that little mamodo that's in the bush, I got that from my friend, maka12212,
? (c) maka12212