A/N: holy crap! I am so sorry for not updating! Gahd! Holy shit! It was 2009 since I last updated or RATHER, started… Sorry… it's just that we don't have a computer at home and right now I'm typing this in a computer shop, so I'm very, very, sorry for the late update!
For the first eight reviewers, I'm so happy that you guys reviewed! And I hope you'll review for the next chapters to come too… and I'm sorry if this chapter sounds a little rushed! .
By the way, I'm not gonna write a disclaimer for any of the chapters, cause I learned from meh teacher that even if you say that you don't own the thing you're writing about, It doesn't exactly gets you off the hook… but I don't own Disgaea… :D
Chapter 2: The Seraph's Son
Flonne looked at Laharl in the eyes with a determined look on her face. By all means, she was doing her best to look 100% serious! She even tried on her super serious face that she only uses when she talks about space detectives but no matter how hard she tried,
"Bwahahahaha~!"
… Laharl still ended up laughing like hell.
"What the heck is so funny?!?"
"HaHaHaHaHa~! I can't believe the old fart has a kid! Hahaha, That's rich!"
Flonne turned furiously red but Laharl kept on laughing. And to think, just a while ago he was so worried bout her strange behavior.
"IS THAT TRUE MISS FLONNE?" Thursday turned to Flonne.
"Y, Yes… the Seraph has a son…"
"Gyahahahaha~~!!" another voice joined Laharl's.
"Huh? Etna? What are you doing here?"
"Duh! I followed you here! But seriously, A SON? Hahaha, that is hilarious!"
As Etna joined in Laharl's happy chorus of merry laughter and teasing, Flonne only turned redder out of either embarrassment or anger. Even though she was an ex-angel, it didn't change the fact that Flonne still highly respected the Seraph! She still had connections to him in some way. And therefore she still wanted to defend him and his name. Especially since two of her closest friends were laughing their ass off because of him.
Flonne shook off her anger and cleared her throat.
"I, If you must know, I think Stan is a very nice person!" she proudly stated.
*prick*
"His name is Stan? HAH! That is so LAME!! HaHaHaHa~! Isn't it so lame, Prince?" Etna laughed her heart out.
"…"
"Ahahaha… hah… uh… Prince?"
All of a sudden, Laharl turned serious. He returned to his old cross-armed, smug, little self. Etna and Flonne raised their brow.
"Laharl?" Flonne pondered.
"Hmph… So what is this Steve person planning upon entering my domain?"
"Like I said, he's just goin to visit… and it's Stan!"
"W,Whatever!"
Flonne only pouted in response. Why was Laharl so serious now? A while ago he was bursting with laughter… Flonne, being the airhead she is, didn't get Laharl's weird change of mood.
'Maybe he's entering puberty??' Flonne thought.
;;;
Meanwhile…
'This could get interesting…' a certain long haired angel thought.
As he watched the situation between the two from who knows where, he can't help surpass a smile. Seeping his tea calmly, he continues to watch them from afar.
"Let's see how he will handle this once my son enters the scene... Hmhmhm…"
;;;
'This could get interesting.' A similar thought passed through Etna's devious mind. Holding back an evil smirk, Etna spoke…
"So, Prince… Watcha plan on doing??"
"…"
Laharl thought deeply. Although the answer was pretty much obvious, Flonne still remained oblivious to the situation. Etna and Thursday could already tell Laharl's answer.
"I've decided! I shall go and meet this Stark person!"
"Ehh?! And it's Stan!" Flonne exclaimed.
"Whatever!"
"WHERE IS HE LOCATED?" Thursday asked.
"Oh, he said he'd meet me just outside the sealed gate."
"Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go!" Etna said walking besides Laharl who was already on his way.
"Etna, you too?"
"Of course! I wouldn't miss this for a million HL!"
"Why?" Flonne asked.
"Oh, you'll see… hehe… YOU'LL SEE~"
Outside the Sealed Gate
Not a lot of monsters roamed this part of the Netherworld. For some reason, it even repelled monsters. Maybe it was because it had something to do with another dimension. But otherwise, there was no danger… And yet
"Flonne you have got to calm down!" Etna complained, watching Flonne pace back and forth in front of the gate.
"S,Sorry…"
"He's late, that's all. What are you so worried about, love-freak?" Laharl said in a less-than-considerate tone.
Flonne didn't answer but worry spread across her face. Etna nudged Laharl on the elbow and with one annoyed look on the fallen angel, Laharl let out an exasperated sigh.
"L,Look, F…Flonne… ugh, it's not my fault we're late! Etna wanted to stop by the Sea of Gehanna first to get pudding out of her stash!*" (A/N: People who have played Etna mode know this!~)
"WHAT?! You were the one who got us into trouble with all those zombies on the way there! Because you thought it would be fun to bowl them with a Prinny!"
"Hah! At least I bowled a strike! You threw gutterballs!"
"Why you little punk—!"
Before another massive war could have started, Thursday stood in between them. He didn't say anything but they knew what he wanted. I mean, standing in the way of an overlord and a demonlord was just as stupid as calling Gordon smart.
"Tch…"
"Hmph…"
For a while everyone was just silent. But the 20 minutes passed and still no Seraph's son… Everyone was starting to get bored, including Flonne… the next 20 minutes had gone by, and still no one… and the next… and the next…
"Are you sure he's coming? It's been like an hour now! Is there like a time difference between Celestia and the Netherworld or something? Jeez…" Etna complained .
"Yes! I'm sure he said he'd be here… I hope…"
Laharl snored. Thursday entered Hibernate Mode. Etna yawned until her mouth could stretch no longer. And Flonne's feet felt like jello… Etna was getting a bit sleepy herself, but then she suddenly thought of something… Her yawn twisted into an evil smile.
"Say Flonne…"
"Huh?" Flonne muttered nearly dozing off.
"I have a question…"
"What is it, Etna?"
By that time, everyone was partially conscious and could hear the conversation clearly, although, a certain blue haired demon was not that interested. That is until…
"Who's Stan to you?"
With that question, Laharl's eyes propped open, though to him it was involuntary, but to Etna it was a chance!
"Is he like a friend or a BEST friend… or a …. Lover?"
*twitch*
Flonne only blushed in response, making Etna smile two times wider.
"Oh-hoh?? He IS your lover!!" Etna said pretending to be excited.
"He is not!!" Flonne protested.
"Then why are you so red?"
"Cause!! He… he is only a friend to me! A childhood friend…"
'Hm… good for you Prince…' Etna thought. She looked over to Laharl who was looking their way and gave him a sly smile as if she knew what he was thinking. Jumping a little, Laharl looked the other way pretending to be un-interested.
'Keh! Like I care! What the hell was that stupid smile even for?! I don't care about love freak's relations! Why should I? I'm here to see that old fart's son and see if he's up to no good! Nothin' else!'
Putting his hands behind his head, Laharl, for the rest of the conversation, whistled to himself a tune often played at the castle called Ode to Laharl, to keep his selfishness in tact.
"Soo…" Etna continued. "How old is he??"
"About my age! Around 1606 years old."
Still Laharl whistled to himself, pretending not to hear which, much to her dismay, disappointed and annoyed Etna. But, she wasn't gonna stop there.
"Really? Just as old as you, huh? When did you meet him?"
"At a pre-school for angel trainees! Stan was kind of special so no one wanted to talk to him… I asked him to play with me and we became instant friends!"
Laharl's whistling suddenly toned down then again toned up. It was fast enough for Flonne or Thursday to not notice, but unfortunately for him, not enough for Etna's pointy ears.
'HmHmHm… Now for the final blow!'
"Last one Flonne! Do you… hmm let's see…"
Flonne waited for Etna's question unknowingly that someone was more interested to hear the demonlord's question than her. Though, he denied it.
"…do you love him?"
…
…
…
"Of course!"
"…"
The gates opened emitting a loud noise. But if no one else but Etna had noticed,
…… the whistling had stopped.
END~!!!!!
A/N: UGH! MY FRIGGIN BACK FRIGGIN HURTS!!! BUT ITS DONE… TO LAZY TO TURN OFF THE CAPS LOCK OFF… SO BEAR WITH THESE HUGE LETTERINGS….. ANYWAY……………….. REVIEW PLEASE!!!
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