Author's notes: Now that we have a full cast, it's time we have a more serious action chapter that relates more to the overall story. I'm sure you're wondering when I'm going to release the name of the black hooded character. Well I kinda hinted at it, but I won't mention the name until he appears before Laharl. Oh and admin. the 'next episode' skits at the end of each chapter are a big part of Disgaea. Because I want my fic to sound similar to the game, I need to leave those in. They really are a big part of the fic, so don't consider it as non-story related extras or anything.

Anyway, let's begin. As you know, Yuki appeared before Priere's Castle. What's gonna happen now? BTW, if you find anything weird about Priere's attacks, it's because I didn't get up to the Alternate Netherworld stage (my PS2 broke right after finishing Cave of Ordeal 4). So if you can tell me what these attacks really look like, and even tell me how Priere and Marjoly really act like (I'm basing Priere's personality off of her La Pucelle counterpart) please tell me.

Disclaimer: I don't own Disgaea or La Pucelle (which is slightly hinted in this chapter) nor anything related to Nippon Ichi. Seriously, I would be doing something if I did. However, I own any attack that I create in this fic.


Episode 6
: Two Netherworlds, Two Overlords, One Big Problem

The Alternate Netherworld. The Netherworld itself was a huge place to begin with, but it seems that there's another world parallel to it. That place was known as the Alternate Netherworld. For centuries, very few have known the existence of this world and even less know of how this world became this way or why it was created. All that is known about the Alternate Netherworld were its demons. Occasionally, a demon from the Alternate Netherworld would arrive in the Netherworld to challenge it's strongest, which in this case would be the Overlord. Each one that enters the Netherworld refers their selves as the 'Lord of Terror', the title given to the Overlord of the Alternate Netherworld, the strongest of all. While that is not true at all, those who do enter surprise many demons with their incredible power. Only Laharl, who lost only the first time, and Krichevskoy's five close vassals have ever defeated them. Speaking of the Overlord, the latest Overlord of the Alternate Netherworld was lying down in her bed. It was none other than Overlord Priere. Where she came from and how she got the title was a bit of a mystery, however she was indeed strong. Some say she defeated the last Overlord, which got her the title. Anyway, she was lying down on her bed…until she felt someone's presence nearby.

"Who's there!?!" Silence. There was nothing but silence. It was quiet…too quiet. Priere tried again. "Who's there!?! Show yourself!!!!"

"Oh? Is the great Overlord Priere paranoid? Afraid of the unknown?"

"Well, I wouldn't call myself g—PARANOID!?! I'll show you!!!!" Priere took out her baton and chucked it into the shadows. The shadowed person simply deflected it.

"Is this all you've got?"

Priere chuckled to herself. "Before you start bluffing, take a look behind you." The mysterious person turned around. The baton was still twirling. Twirling so fast that it caused mirages of itself to appear. "Now!! Holy Wind!!!" Soon, the mirages became real and shot themselves toward the shadowed man.

Despite the neat trick, the shadowed man deflected baton again. Priere caught it in mid-air. "Now honestly, I'm getting really bored. I'll just finish this now." From out of the shadows, came something really sharp. It was hard to see since it was thrown really fast. Priere couldn't dodge it in time. Luckily, she was able to move in time and let the sharp object pierce her arm. She clutched her wound, but it turns out that it was nothing more than a little prick. She looked at the sharp object and giggled to herself.

"A white rose? Is that all you can do?"

"Keep taunting me. You'll soon be mine."

Priere put her hands on her hips and began to act conceited and arrogant. She is an Overlord, after all."Well I don't date guys who hide and never show themselves, and I won't become anyone's slave, you got that?" The shadowed person chuckled evilly. Priere, being the hothead she was, became impatient with the shadow person. "Well if you're you not gonna come out of the shadows, I'll just go up there and kick your ass!!!" Priere grabbed her baton and jumped right at the shadowed area. Suddenly, she heard a weird chant coming from her stalker. What's with this chant? It's neither demonic nor angelic. What is he doing?

"Floris Kuro Tenjyo. Thorns of darkness that bear the fruit of light, bind my enemy. Poison her mind and bring restrain to her being. Eject her soul and grant me control. Now…SUBMIT!!!!!" What happened next shocked Priere: all of a sudden, the white rose on Priere's arm began to grow. The thorns shot out and began to restrain all of Priere's movements. Her arms, legs, wings, even her neck were paralyzed under the spell of the rose. She dropped to the ground in a loud thud. The vines and thorns wrapped Priere so tightly that she couldn't escape, not to mention she had to let go of her baton.

Priere glared angrily at her stalker. "You bastard!!! What did you do!?!"

He simply replied, "Not much. It's all a simple two-part binding spell. I said the magic words and the rose obeyed my command, and that's where you are now."

"Grrrrrrr…wait didn't you say it was a two-part binding spell?"

The stalker grinned evilly. "That part is coming right about…now." Suddenly, the petals on the rose's white petals scattered all over. For a second, Priere couldn't see a thing through this blanket of white. When it was over, she looked down. She was horrified with what she saw: a large, vicious, spear-like thorn replaced the white petals of the rose. She tried to break herself loose, but it was no use. The binding spell was too strong. "Don't worry, I think you will enjoy being my slave. Now submit to me!!!!" And in that very moment a loud, blood-curdling scream echoed throughout entire castle.

The scream sent chills up the spines of other demons in the castle, for they have never heard her scream like that ever since she became Overlord. When it was over, Priere's guards rushed right into her room. When they got in, Priere was simply standing upright. The room seemed normal, nothing broken or tattered, and Priere seemed like herself as well. It seemed like there was nothing wrong.

"Priere-sama, what just happened?"

Priere simply replied, "Oh nothing. Must've had some sort of nightmare." She seemed normal. A little too normal.

Yet there was something a little odd. Something that the guards could feel yet couldn't put their fingers on. "But Priere-sama rarely has nightmares."

"No, it's alright. I was just thinking about how that bastard Laharl defeated me." Priere replied with a disgusted tone.

"Eh?" The guards felt something going on. There was something odd about her this early in the morning. Something very peculiar."Priere-sama?"

"Prepare a telegram and give it to one of my assassins. Send him over to the Netherworld."

"What for?"

"Just do it!!!!"

"Hai!!!" The guards rushed out of the room, leaving Priere all by herself. There was devilish grin on her face. Whatever she had planned, it definitely wasn't good.

"Now Overlord, let's see if you can defeat me now…"

Over in the Overlord's Castle, Laharl opened his eyes. When he was finally up, he looked over to his side, and sighed a breath of relief. There was no one there. There was no one in his coffin but himself.

"It's a good thing I requested the senators to get a balcony built in room without bribing or fighting them. Flonne's probably out there already." After his big mishap a few days ago, Laharl got used to having Flonne sleep in his coffin. He did scold her for not staying in her own bed, but she had a sleepwalking problem that kept her from obeying him. So eventually, he got used to it and did not mind that she was around…that is until she began to cling to him during his sleep. Lately, every time Laharl would wake up, Flonne would be clinging to him tightly. This made Laharl feel very uneasy. Moreover, it got worse everyday, as Flonne's face kept getting closer and closer to Laharl's. So, when he learned that Flonne could not get outside, since his room was so far from the lobby, he passed a bill for the addition of a balcony to his room. Luckily, the protection of the ruins boosted his chances of approval and eventually got the bill passed. When the balcony was fixed, Flonne, would instead leave to go out and gaze into the Netherworld, rather than stay inside and scare Laharl to death.

After blinking a couple of times, Laharl finally opened his coffin and jumped out. He looked towards the door of his newly created balcony. Just as he predicted, Flonne was outside, gazing into the vast reaches of the Netherworld. Being the clueless demon he was, Laharl decided to find out why she always surveys the Netherworld. "Hey Flonne, I was wondering--?" However, when he tapped her shoulder…

"KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!" She turned and tried to whack him. Whenever Laharl tried to approach her like that early in the morning, she would always turn and knock him out. This time he was prepared. He easily blocked it.

"What a way to bring back painful memories, eh Flonne…" Laharl groaned, reminding himself of when he and Flonne first met.

Flonne, as usual, bowed to Laharl and frantically apologized. "I'm so sorry, Laharl-san!!! I didn't know it was you!!!"

"Yeah, and this is about the third time you did it…" Laharl groaned.

"I'm sorry!!!"

"Calm down, Love Freak. It's alright, I forgive you." Laharl went onto the balcony, and gazed into the Netherworld. He sought out anything that may entertain Flonne. After all, she goes outside every morning to see the Netherworld. However, Laharl didn't find anything. There was nothing that would interest him, nor Flonne, at least from his perspective. All he saw was a sleepy Netherworld. He finally asked her, "Why do you come out here every morning? I don't see anything big. In fact, the Netherworld is practically dead this early in the morning."

"Well, there's nothing big…well not yet. Well except for the last few stars." Flonne pointed to all the stars above. The beautiful little dots, sparkled overhead (don't ask me whether or not they can actually see stars in the Netherworld. I just thought if they can see the moon, they can surely see stars). Some were dim, while others were quite bright. Flonne felt so content simply watching the night sky, or at least the diminishing night sky. Laharl, on the other hand, didn't have much interest in it. Flonne turned her head towards Laharl and asked him,"Do you have any favorite stars up there?"

"What kind of stupid question is that?"

"Laharl-san!!!!"

"Fine…well I was never interested in stars…" Laharl began. He looked up into the sky, towards the direction of not a star, but something bigger. A bright illuminating ball, that seemed to occupy more space than the stars, and was even brighter. "The moon."

"The moon?"

"Yeah. They said that when I was born, my head poked out and gazed right into the moon. I don't think about it too much, but since my mom felt so comfortable looking at the moon, I didn't mind it. She'd always say that the light of the moon would always make me so handsome. It's also something I look at too often. I guess that's why I like the moon." Then, Laharl expression twisted into a frown. "The only problem is when they tease me about my eyes looking like the forgiving red moon that comes once in awhile…stupid Prinny moon…"

"But they do." Flonne said. She turned him around and looked him straight in the eyes. She could see her reflection in his pools of bright red. They were as luminous as the moon above. A red moon, said to cleanse the soul, yet they were as fiery as the sun. They were burning with a passion."And I can still see them now. Every time I look into them, I can feel my worries melting away…just like how the red moon cleanses one's soul."

Of course, Laharl reacted bitterly to her comment, by quickly jerking his head to the side. "Hmph! I knew I shouldn't have told you that."

Flonne giggled. "It's true, Laharl-san. You just don't know it."

"Hmph!" Laharl crossed his arm impatience. "How long is it gonna take for this thing to start!?!" He was waiting for that big thing Flonne was waiting for, and yet it wasn't even coming. If whatever this thing was didn't come soon, he would go insane and grind something. Flonne was the cook after all. He didn't need to miss his breakfast for whatever the Love Freak was waiting for.

"Oh it should be any second now. Oh there it is!"

Laharl looked back at the Netherworld and noticed the very first demon stepping outside. Nothing special about him, it was just a normal demon. "Is he a friend of yours?" Flonne shook her head in reply. To her, everyone's her friend, but she hasn't been acquainted with him yet. Soon, more and more demons began to move. The Netherworld was once again busy, which couldn't make Flonne any happier. Laharl, on the other hand, was confused and worst of all, displeased. "This is it…? Just a bunch of demons getting out to start the day…?"

Flonne nodded to Laharl happily. "Yup. What do you think?"

Normally, Laharl would've exploded and started shouting expletives so loud that one may think Flonne touched something she shouldn't have. After all, he had been wasting his time just to see more demons, but in the end, Laharl simply groaned and turned to the door. "You're weird. Maybe its because you don't get to see your flowers in Celestia. Then again, your entire head is filled with flowers…" Flonne giggled at his remark. Laharl hasn't changed at all, and she was happy to see that. "Well I'm heading down to the kitchen for breakfast. See ya there." Laharl opened the large door to the throne room and left for the kitchen.

Flonne giggled a bit. This morning proved to be very peaceful. No shouting. No fights. It seemed like Laharl did change a tiny bit. Laharl-san…I'm so glad you decided to spend the morning with me. We've never really spent time with each other. I wanted to at least learn more about him. After all, love sometimes spreads through curiosity. I think Laharl-san shouldn't be upset over his eyes. They really do look like the red moon. They're always glowing. Besides, they look so cute on him! Teehee… Flonne sighed and held her cheek. She began to remember what he said the other day. Cute? ' No matter what happens, you're always cute when you smile.' That's what Laharl-san told me. I felt so light headed when he held my cheek and said those words. Could it be that I really do have feelings for him? Do I really love him…that way…? Before she could continue pondering about her possible feelings for Laharl, a voice rang out from the halls. Ironically enough, it was Laharl's.

"Flonne, get over here right now!!!!"

"Gomen nasai!!! I'll be right there!!!!" Flonne decided to shake off her thoughts and head for the door. Despite being knocked out of her thoughts, those feelings haven't left her.

A few minutes later, Flonne rushed over to the throne room, but she suddenly stopped. Laharl was standing there, talking to Etna and Aramis. There was obviously something up; because there was no way he'd miss breakfast just to start up a conversation, especially if it's with Etna.

Flonne walked over beside Laharl. "Laharl-san, weren't you going to go to the kitchen?" When Laharl turned to Flonne, she noticed that there was a hint of anger on Laharl's face; meaning whatever Etna told him, it wasn't any good.

"We've got a problem on our hands."

"Eh?"

"Aramis sent one of his zombies to the Alternate Netherworld. His zombie was confronted by the Alternate Netherworld guards and was given a message, which he brought back here. Take a look at this!" Laharl handed Flonne the message. As Flonne looked it over, she put her hand on mouth. There was shock all over her face. The message read:

Dear Overlord Laharl,

The presence of the Netherworld as a separate entity disgusts me andI canno longer ignore it. I now declare war on the Netherworld. Once you are dethroned, I shall take control and become the supreme Overlord. Prepare yourself for the worst.

From the great mistress, Overlord Priere

Flonne's mouth was wide open. She could take her eyes off the letter. There was something wrong about it. "Laharl-san!"

"I know." Laharl replied with his arm crossed and eyes closed. "There's something wrong with this letter. If she were really planning a war, we would've learned about at least one attack on the Netherworld by now."

"I agree." Aramis said. "I checked with the very same zombie that gave me the message. He said there were battles breaking out all over the Alternate Netherworld. Why would she declare if the Alternate Netherworld is practically having its war with itself?"

"Besides, Priere could never declare war." Etna said. "Marjoly would come in and kick her ass if she did."

"So then what do we do?" Flonne asked them all.

"Isn't it obvious?" Laharl asked her. He then raised fist mightily into the air. A light began to shine all over. "We're going over to the Alternate Netherworld and show whoever the mastermind is to never underestimate the Overlord!!! He'd better be prepared!!! Once I'm there, I'm going to be him so bloody that he'll scream in fear whenever he hears my name!!! So you'd better watch out whoever you are, because you're going to be facing me, the great Overlord Laharl!!!! Mhmhm…mhmhmhmhmm…HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!

"Some things never change, do they Flonne-chan?"

"Yup, and sometimes that's a good thing!!"

Later in the Alternate Netherworld, Laharl had jumped out of his dimensional portal, followed by everyone else. They all looked around the place. It's been awhile since they've been here. Last time they were here, THEY were the one's trying to conquer the place. Well…just Laharl. However, Laharl decided to spare Priere after defeating, and gave up on taking control of the Alternate Netherworld.

As they all got closer to Beauty Castle, Laharl turned to Flonne and Etna. "Hey you two. Can I ask you one thing?"

"Yes?"

"Let me stay in the back this time."

"But why, Laharl-san?" Flonne asked him.

"Isn't it obvious, Flonne-chan? There's no way the Prince can battle Priere at close range."

"But wh—oh now I get it." Flonne knew why Laharl couldn't go up and just beat up Priere. Flonne and Etna knew it very well. They couldn't forget it after Laharl said that they were flat chested. It was Laharl's weakness against sexy bodies. He can't see someone with a nice chest and everything, and those who know Priere knows she definitely has a sexy body. In fact, that was the whole problem when battling her the first time.

"Yeah. I remember that one attack we tried when we first fought her." Etna said, with a grin on her face. Battling Priere proved to be difficult in the past because of Laharl's 'situation', but Etna was able to find a solution during their first battle. The solution, however, left a bad feeling in Laharl for a couple of months.

Flashback

"Dragon's Rage!!!" Priere commanded her powers into one dragonic like blast that shot out at high speed towards Laharl. Laharl didn't know it was coming and took the hit. Why? Because he covered his eyes with his cape.

"Laharl-san, are you alright?" Flonne rushed up to him and tried to help him up. Laharl staggered a bit but he was all right.

"Yeah, I'm alright Flonne."

"Uh…I'm right here."

"Oh."

Etna summoned her Prinnies and let them at least distract Priere for a few seconds. She then ran up to Laharl, who was still struggling to get up. It's not easy fighting when you have something covering your eyes. "Prince, how are you supposed to fight when you can't even see?"

"I know I know, but I can't fight against my weakness!!!"

"Is it really that bad for you to look at sexy women?" Flonne asked him.

"YES!!!"

That's when Etna began to grin mischievously. Uh oh, she has another plan. Laharl is probably going to reallyhate her for this."Hey Prince, charge up your fire powers."

"Why?"

"Just do it!"

"Okay okay." Laharl held out his fist, and soon his body began to emit flames. The fiery blaze covered his entire body, burning brightly. "Now what do I do?" Suddenly, he felt someone's hand grabbed him by the cape.

"Pray that this will work!!!" Etna then proceeded with tossing Laharl at Priere. While Laharl began to cuss and complain about Etna's plan, it worked. Laharl crashed into Priere, who was caught by surprise. The two collapsed right onto the ground. When it was over, Laharl got up and took the cape off his eyes.

"So did we win?" Just then, Laharl felt something on his head. It felt soft. Well whatever it was, he was about to find out. Priere was already coming to. She looked down at Laharl and said,

"Ow…okay okay…maybe we can discuss something…just get off alright…" Was the fact that Laharl's head right on Priere's chest mentioned?

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!! Guess not. To Laharl, sexy bodies can kill.

End of flashback

"THERE'S NO WAY IN HELL THAT WE'RE DOING THAT AGAIN!?!" Laharl screamed at his clever, yet mischievous battle advisor. With everything that was going on in the castle lately, the last thing he wanted was to end up gagging over another sexy body.

"Oh relax, Prince. Stop worrying about it. I have many other plans that may work!" Etna's grinned once again, which left an uncomfortable feeling inside Laharl.

"She's right though, Laharl-san. We have love and friendship on our side!!! Whoever is out there, we can defeat them!!!" Flonne proudly exclaimed. The cheerful one just kept yapping away about love, which made some of the other vassals stare.

"Will she be done yet?" Kurtis asked Laharl.

"Let her be…after awhile you get used to it…"

"Wow, I didn't think you'd get used to her, Prince. Did you two do anything?" Etna eyed Laharl suspiciously.

"Shut up, Etna!!!" Once again, blushing does not help Laharl's case.

"Oh, you're so cute when you blush, Laharl-chan!!!" Jennifer pointed.

"I see that you're actually going into puberty, Overlord!!! Rejoice for you are growing up!!!" Gordon cheered Laharl on, placing his arms behind his back. "Where I come from, we'd drink sake to celebrate your triumph!!!"

Laharl wanted to beat them bloody, but let out a simple, "Hmph!" The last thing he need was more teasing, especially coming from Etna.

A few minutes and a bit of teasing later, Laharl and the others arrived at Necrocoast, the biggest place in the Alternate Netherworld. It was also the city closest to the Priere Castle, the Castle in which Priere resides. Entering the city made the group realize that Aramis was right: fights were breaking out like wild fire. Demon after demon slashed, thrashed, battered, and blasted each other. It was like the Alternate Netherworld was in it's own civil war. Even if demons often fight each other, it wasn't like this.

"Something is definitely wrong here." Laharl finally said, after witnessing more demons getting slaughtered. "She wouldn't send an army that fights it's own world."

Flonne nodded. "I agree. Priere isn't the type of demon to let this happen."

"Well I don't know about you guys, but we'd better get to Priere Castle to find out what's going on." Etna reminded them. They all agreed. If they're going to prevent a possible invasion or even prevent the deaths of more demons, they were going to have to face Priere at her Castle.

"Then let's go!"

"LAHARL-SAN, LOOK OUT!!!" Laharl quickly jumped out of the way of incoming claw. A large zombie dragon jerked his claws out of the ground and readied them for another attack. Laharl was just lucky to dodge that one attack.

"Thanks Flonne."

Flonne nodded. "Your welcome. Now let's get to Priere and find out what's wrong!" Suddenly, more zombie dragons appeared before them. Each one of them growled and gave them the 'I wanna eat you' stare. Of course, none them wanted to be eaten.

"Back away from the Overlord, cretins!!" Gordon bravely demanded the zombie dragons, which was kind of odd in Gordon's case. "You dare touch us with your bloodied hands after destroying countless lives!?! Well, I, Captain Gordon have news for you: in the name justice, I shall make you pay for your crimes!!!" Gordon then dashed at his opponents, charging power into fist as he moved. He then jumped into the air and ascended towards one of the dragons. Finally, when he was at the perfect position, he pulled back his fist and with great power, gave his opponent a 'justice punch'. "Gordon Punch!!!!" Despite the thought of Gordon screwing up this one again was racing through the minds of his own team, he was able to successfully take down one of the dragons. "Take that oppressor of justice!!! As you can see, justice always wins!!!" Unfortunately, he was left wide open for the other ones. "Uh oh!!"

That's when Jennifer move over to Thursday and Kurtis. She said, "Okay, let's show everyone our new team attack!!"

"Blip beep!! Thursday agrees!!!"

"Gordon had better thank us for this…" Kurtis groaned.

"Alright!" Suddenly, Thursday and Kurtis began to glow. The two began to, what looked like, merge into something. Whatever it was,it was making their energygrow.As the two merged, Jennifer pulled out a remote control and pressed it. Afterwards, she ran into the light that was created by Thursday and Kurtis. When the light finally diminished, Thursday was gone. What was left was the large laser cannon that Kurtis was sitting on and Jennifer was holding. Kurtis and Jennifer began to charge their energy right into the cannon. When all this powerful energy was gathered, Jennifer pulled the trigger. "Defender Team Combo: Thursday Smasher Cannon!!!!" In that instant, a beam of energy shot out of the newly created cannon and smashed into the dragons. The attack not only destroyed two of the dragons, it protected Gordon from harm. Everyone who witnessed the attack was quite amazed that they could do something as powerful as that.

"What kind of attack was that?" Laharl finally asked Jennifer.

Jennifer let go of the gun and it soon transformed back into Thursday. "It's powerful team attack that we learned while training. I'm sure Flonne-chan said it best: 'The power of teamwork beats all'!"

Flonne nodded in agreement. "Yup! Nothing can beat the power of teamwork! Hey Laharl-san, we should try something like that one day?" Laharl didn't answer. He didn't know what to say to her. If I say no, she'll be pissed. If I say yes then…I dun even wanna think about it…"Laharl-san?"

Well it didn't matter if he would say yes or not. Etna was still there to tease him. "Don't worry about it Flonne-chan. The Prince is probably too shy to ask you to team up with him!!!"

"YOU FOOL!!! THAT'S NOT IT!!!!" Just as another argument was about to erupt, one more demon dragon appeared for them. It roared viciously as it witnessed the slaughter of it's own kind. "Great another one! This is getting annoying"

Before Laharl could do anything, Flonne put her hand in front of Laharl, preventing him from taking any further action. "Let us handle this! Wanna show them our attack, Etna-san?"

"You bet!" Etna pulled out her father's spear and began her charge at the zombie dragon. Flonne stayed behind, charging her powers into her fingertips, which made it seem like she was charging her Holy Arrows attack. When Etna was within the right distance, Etna tossed her spear at the demon, impaling him. Then from her position, she began to summon her powers into her spear. "Demonic Angelic Combo!!!"

"Dark Angel Spike!!!" Suddenly, Etna's spear began to glow. The brilliant light covered the entire area.Then, in an instant, numerous spikes shot out of the ground and into the dragon, impaling it. The largest one stabbed it in the chest. However, it wasn't over. The spear resonated with Flonne's own power, and when Flonne's power reached its limit, she pointed her angelic staff at the dragon (her staff transforms into her bow and arrow at will, at least in my fic). She then released its energy in the form of powerful pink light arrows, which were even stronger than her Holy Arrows. They all pierced into the dragon, and soon an explosion followed. When it was all over, there was nothing left. The dragon had practically dissipated. His body wasn't even left behind. Everyone else just stared at the position the dragon once stood with their mouth agape. Nothing could comprehend what they just saw.

Finally, Aramis broke the silence. "You two have been training a lot…haven't you…?"

Etna dusted off her clothes before responding. "Well yeah, but I don't think it was anything special…"

Flonne giggled. "We thought that Laharl-san would like to see how powerful teamwork really is. We wanted to show him a new power that can only be summoned when you work together."

"I must say that you and Etna make a powerful team." Gordon congratulated them with a thumbs up and his trademark smile.

"Yeah, I was amazed myself that you two could do that kind of attack on your own." Jennifer applauded them.

"It turned our team attack into nothing more than a pee shooter…" Kurtis groaned.

"Thursday agrees, blip beep…"

Flonne giggled at Kurtis and Thursday's groaning. Both she and Etna were enjoying the attention they were getting. Flonne then turned to Laharl. "So Laharl-san, what do you think? Laharl-san…?"

Laharl, on the other hand, was so impressed that he couldn't say anything. In fact, he was so impressed that he almost felt…jealous that Flonne could work so well with Etna. That attack…how did she and Etna pull it off? Grrrrr…how does she work so well with that fool? I bet I can do better if I was with Flonne!

"Laharl-san…?" Flonne was a bit worried. She too felt that their power of teamwork made Laharl jealous, too.

Etna also picked up on it, and, as everyone would probably have guessed, used it on Laharl. "Ooooh. Is the wittle Prince jealous that me and Flonne could work so well together?"

A vein popped in Laharl's forehead. The loud shockwave that indicated Laharl's anger followed afterward. "JEALOUS!?! YOU'VE GOTTA BE KIDDING ME!!! WHY THE HELL WOULD I BE JEALOUS!?!"

"Hmmmm, maybe it's because you…"

"DON'T YOU DARE SAY IT!!!!" Laharl warned Etna. He knew perfectly well what she was going to tease him about. Then…

"Heh. So the great Overlord is still sexually confused, eh?" Everyone turned to the source of the voice. The source had blond hair and an outfit that revealed quite a bit of cleavage.

"Why you friggin witch!!!! Get her over here now, Marjoly!!!!"

"Ease up, Overlord. I need your help right now…" Marjoly weakly said, as she floated down to Laharl. When she reached the ground, she nearly collapsed. Upon investigation there appeared to be burns on her face and bruises in a couple of places. She was in terrible shape. "Please, destroy Priere."

"What!?!"

Marjoly coughed a bit before continuing. "I noticed that there was something wrong with Priere. When I got there, she was acting quite strange. I have also noticed an evil aura within her body, a very unusual aura. I asked her if anything strange was going on, ifshe happened to fight someone. And thenshe turned on me. Usually, we'd fight each other to a draw, but this time she was too powerful. I couldn't do anything against her. She even learned some powerful demonic attacks that I not even I knew...and that's when I noticed what happened: she was being controlled by someone."

"Controlled?"

"Yes. I noticed a stem on the ground, with a large spike in place of where a flower should be. I also saw rose petals on the floor. My assumption is that someone used the flower to control her."

"But how can this person fight with a flower?"

Marjoly coughed a bit before continuing again. "It's hard to understand, but there are special spells that require enormous amounts of energy. When used, these spells can cause serious harm onto the opponent. These spells were however forbidden to use."

"Why were they forbidden?"

"Because death followed after the spell was cast." Everyone became silent for a moment. A spell that could cause death to its user was something no one wanted to use. Marjoly continued. "There were exceptions to that rule. Only a select few could wield such power without dying from its effects."

"And what were those exceptions?"

"Cross breeds. In others words, an outcast of the demon, angel, human races." Everyone knew what an exception was. These outcasts were often cross breeds of demons, angels, or humans. They were either born of taboo or were induced into them through magical means. These exceptions were often looked down upon and ostracized. Marjoly looked at them with serious eyes. "So go and kill her before she causes any damage."

"We can't do that!!!" Flonne exclaimed. "Priere's our friend! We can't kill her off because some villain is controlling her!!!"

"I'm not saying she's our friend." Laharl said. "But Flonne's right. Besides I'd rather have her as the Alternate Overlord than anyone else here. At least she's more of a challenge than most the demons here."

"It's great that you guys would understand that Priere isn't the real cause of this chaos." Marjoly said. "But…like I said…you can't break the spell. The only way to break it is if another one disables it or heals from it. The only one could get rid of ailments caused by a cross breed…is another cross breed."

"Hold a second." Jennifer interjected. "I believe we have our own cross breed." Jennifer had everyone's full attention. She knew that that there was something that could be done about this. "Flonne-chan, as a Fallen Angel you're still an angel, correct?"

Flonne wasa bit puzzled about the question, but nodded in reply. "Yes."

"At the same, you're also a demon, correct?"

"Well yes."

Marjoly looked at Jennifer, seeing that she might be on to something. "What are you trying to imply?"

"That Flonne, a Fallen Angel, might also be considered an exception." Everyone thought about it, and realized that Jennifer could be right. A fallen angel is an angel that still has angelic traits but also has demonic traits. If this was true, then Flonne falls may very well be an exception.

"That's quite an interesting theory." Marjoly said. "But are you sure that the lil Fallen Angel can do this. Your theory might not come out exactly true. Even if she was originally an angel and turned into a fallen angel, that could simply mean she's only a demon, not both. Furthermore, even if she was an exception, are you sure she has the power to do this?" Everyone thought about it. If everything goes to plan, Flonne may be able to save Priere's life. However, taking the risk may destroy her own life, if she isn't an exception. In addition, if she is an exception, does she have enough power to heal Priere and bring her back?

Finally, Laharl broke the silence and gave his reply. "We'll take the risk." Everyone glanced toward him. They didn't know if he was crazy or what. "We may not know if Flonne is an exception or not, but if we don't try, it'll be useless. It's our only clue to saving Priere. Beside, I bet Flonne doesn't wanna feel like a complete waste, nowdo you Flonne?"

Flonne nodded, determined to see this through. "Hai! While it is risky, if we don't do anything about it, it will feel like we've come here for nothing. If I'm going to take the risk, I'll do it for Priere's sake."

Marjoly chuckled. "You're feeling confident."

"Actually I'm feeling a little scared." Flonne replied weakly. "If I don't have enough power, I—"

"What are you worrying about?" Laharl told her. He put his hands on her shoulders. "You just performed that powerful attack back there, and yet you say you can't do it?"

Flonne looked down at Laharl. She remembered what he said about his eyes. How it could cleanse the soul, like the red moon. She smiled, as her fears began to fade. "You're right, Laharl-san. I can do it. Thank you."

Laharl simply grinned and turned his back to Flonne. "Heh. There's no need to thank me."

"Trying to look cool for Flonne-chan, aren't you Prince?" Etna once again teased Laharl.

"WOULD YOU JUST STOP IT!?!"

Marjoly giggled under her breath. "You all seem confident." Marjoly felt their aura. She knew that they had the power to do this. "Very well then, I'll use some of my remaining magic to get you into the Priere's throne room." Marjoly summoned her powers into her fingertips. She then released the power in the form of a dimensional portal. "This will automatically get you into Priere's throne room. You'll most likely find her there. One more thing: She has gotten much more powerful than before. She will have many new attacks that may destroy you. That being said, are you still willing to save her?"

Laharl grinned. This new Priere may prove to be quite a challenge. "Well we made it this far. Beside, if what you say is true, then this new Priere might give me a challenge."

Marjoly chuckled, knowing that she could trust the Netherworld's Overlord and his colleagues. "I see. Very well, enter the castle and good luck with defeating your new challenge." And with that in mind, Laharl and the rest entered the portal, not knowing what the new Priere might have up her sleeve.

After traveling through the portal, Laharl and the rest of the team found themselves inside the castle. In fact, they were inside the throne room. The entire place looked like glass. Shiny, royal purple glass to be exact. It beauty amazed the defender team and Flonne. Laharl, however, sneered at the castle.

"Too shiny. She should've chosen something that doesn't reflect…" Laharl complained.

"Yeah, and I don't see anything that I could steal." Etna moaned.

Aramis sighed. "What did you come here for, Etna-san?"

Suddenly, laughter began to echo throughout the castle. The laughter kept getting louder, getting more and more creepier with each laugh. It sounded like something evil was coming their way.

Laharl, having enough of this, finally shouted into the air. "Who's there!?!"

The laughter stopped, and was replaced by a small giggle. "You're so rude, coming here and demanding 'who's there'!"

Laharl simply sneered at the voice's origin. "Sheesh. Not only does the 'new you' sound horrible; you go and copy other people. You're so pathetic."

"Look who's talking! The great Overlord of the Netherworld must fight me with his vassals by his side." Laharl gritted his teeth as the voice continued to insult him. "And you didn't bring your vassals to attack beside you. You brought them to attack for you. After all…" Suddenly, the origin of the voice, jumped in from the shadows. She placed her hands on her hips and grinned mischievously at Laharl. "I am not only strong, but I also have your greatest weakness. You fear even the observing my sexy body, am I right?" Priere smirked as she watched Laharl cower in fear behind Flonne. "I rest my case."

Laharl gritted his teeth. He couldn't face her at all, with his weakness in the way. "Grrrrrr…we can't get the real Priere back without getting her down first." Laharl turned to his fellow battlers. "Alright guys, take her down. I'll use my long range attacks from back here!"

Gordon stood gallantly in front of Laharl and gave him a salute. "You can count on us, Overlord." He turned to Priere. "Now Ms. Priere, you must come to your senses. If you can't then I shall help you with my justice!!!" Gordon rushed at Priere, charging energy into his fist. Finally after the power reached it maximum, he let out his powerful punch, but he wasn't finished with just that one punch. "Gordon Blitz!!!" Just as the punch connected, he began a series of hard hitting kicks and punches. From the looks of things, it looked like Priere was getting battered. Finally, he pulled out his blaster and charged it with energy. When it reached it's fullest let out the energy in the form of a shot that pierced Priere. The shot exploded as it hit her. Gordon grinned, putting his hands on his hips. "Justice has been served evil doer. Flonne, go ahead and heal her."

"You must be quite the idiot to think that you could defeat me with that worthless attack." When Gordon turned around, the smoke dissipated, but Priere was still there, grinning evilly. "I wonder why the Overlord would choose a worthless vassal as yourself."

"Sometimes I ask that question myself…" Laharl groaned in disgust with Gordon's attack.

"Hey! We're supposed to be on the same team!!!" Gordonshouted back.

"I'm tired of this…" Priere began to charge up her powers. A powerful aura began to emerge, as she twirled her baton. Gordon could feel something coming up, so he retreated to his other teamates.

"Jennifer, Thursday, Kurtis, let us all join forces and show her the spirit of a defender!!!"

"I'll do this if you say that I'm superior." Kurtis insisted. However, he just got a whapped by Jennifer. "What!?! I'm just joking!!!"

"If we're going to defeat Priere, we must do it together!!" Jennifer encouraged everyone.

Thursday agreed. "Blip beep, Thursday will help Jennifer, Gordon, and Kurtis!!!"

The four defenders huddled together and raised their fists high into the air. They charged their energy into their fists. Their energy soon resonated with each other, and the power began to form a sword. The sword grew larger as they continued to charge their energy. When its power was at it's peak, they all pulled back and readied their attack. "Defenders of Earth Team Strike: Defender Sword of Justice!!!!" Once readied, they brought down their sword of energy onto Priere. Priere took one look at the energyblade and scoffed at their futile attempt.

"Is that what you have prepared for me!?! You're all pathetic!!! Now baton, go and destroy the fools!!! Demonic Wind Slicer!!!!" After gathering her power inside the baton, Priere tossed it at them. The faster it moved, the larger the baton became. Soon, the baton began to look like a spinning blade. The Defender Sword attempted to cut through, but it was Wind Slicer that sliced through it. Its blade couldn't be stopped, and so the Defender team was defeated. Of all the Defenders, only Thursday survived. However, his metallic body received damage, and some of his functions weren't working. Gordon, Jennifer, and Kurtis were unconcious. The only one's left was Laharl, Flonne, Etna, and Aramis, and they were surprised that Priere could defeat them all in one hit. Even if they weren't so strong, that last attack should've at least left a dent. Something told them that they were going to step it up. Priere continued to grin, looking for her next opponent. "Who's next?"

Etna looked down at Laharl, noticing that he was still way in the back, behind Flonne. Etna placed her hand on her forehead and sighed. "Prince…how are we gonna defeat her if you're just standing back there?"

Laharl wouldn't budge. He couldn't get up there and fight his weakness. "No way! I can't go up there!!"

"You're such a baby, Prince!!! Are you saying that you're gonna let her defeat you because she has a sexy body!?!" Etna scolded him.

Laharl didn't know what to say. He, being the arrogant demon he is, cannot afford to lose to Priere. However, the predicament he was in, forced him into a tight spot. With his weakness in the way, he had no choice, but to nod.

Etna groaned in disgust. "And to think I spent my life training you…c'mon Aramis! The least we could do is get this over with! Flonne-chan, get her back to normal once we're done."

Flonne looked back at Laharl. She couldn't bear seeing him like this. When she turned back to Etna, she slowly shook her head. "No, I cannot see Laharl-san feel defeated like this. If we're going to defeat Priere-san, we need Laharl-san. We can't beat her on our own."

"But Flonne-chan…"

"Etna-san!!!" Flonne was really serious this time, and Etna knew it. It was best for Etna to listen to her."You said it yourself. You spent years trying to keep a promise to Krichevskoy-san: the promise to help Laharl-san become a magnificent Overlord. If we leave Laharl-san like this forever, he'll never become a great Overlord! Don't tell me that's what you want?"

"No, but—"

"Exactly! Have faith in Laharl-san. I'll try and help him up. Meanwhile, try to at least distract Priere-san. It would make the battle easier if she was weakened."

Etna nodded in reply. She knew that Flonne was right. "Okay! Aramis and I will keep her at bay. Make sure the Prince is up before this is over!"

"Hai!"

"And Flonne."

"Yes, Etna-san?"

"Arigato…"

"Hai. Your welcome."

With Etna's grin back on her face, she turned to Aramis, ready to fight. "Are you ready, Aramis?"

"I HAVE been ready…" Aramis sarcastically replied.

"Heh. Alright, let's ready our team attack." Both Etna and Aramis began to glow. The light illuminated the entire room. Soon, Prinnies and Zombies started falling from the sky, surrounding Priere. Now that she was completely surrounded, Etna and Aramis snapped their fingers and initiated their attack. "Prinny Zombie Combo Blast: Undead Pringer Blitz!!!!" Suddenly, the surrounding zombies pointed their gatling gun arms at Priere and soon, began to strafe Priere. The Prinnies jumped into the air and began bombing Priere with kamikaze attacks. The attack continued for a long time until the last Prinny hit Priere. When the smoke lifted, Priere staggered out of the smoke…with a barrier on. It seemed like some of them hit though, and the barrier looked like it was about to shatter. "Damn, and I thought she would take real damage."

Priere laughed at them haughtily. "Hahahaha!! Did you really think I'd let that hit me? Well at least you forced me into using my barrier and nearly shattered it. You're obviously a lot better than those morons I defeated earlier."

Etna grinned a bit, knowing that she might have a chance at this. "Well of course. Did you really think I'd let myself get beaten like that?"

"True, very true. However, this means that I must fight more seriously from now on. Prepare yourself for the worst!" Priere clutched her ribbon in her hands, and dashed at Etna. Priere tried to smack Etna with her baton, but Etna blocked it with her spear. "This may be interesting."

"Keep yapping away!" Etna said as she hit Priere away. She clutched the spear with both hand, pointing it at Priere. "You may find yourself on the ground."

Priere grinned. She was really enjoying this. "Well at least this will prove to be quite a challenge. C'mon, show me what you've got!"

As Etna and Aramis kept Priere at bay, Flonne knelt down to Laharl, patting him on the head. She wanted to get him back on his feet. "Please Laharl-san, get up. Etna-san and Aramis-san are trying to their best to stall Priere-san. In turn, you must go up and help them."

"Why should I?" Laharl muttered under his breath. His bangs plastered all over his face. "I can't defeat my own weakness. I can't defeat a girl with a sexy body."

"But you tolerated Jennifer-san's body. You said it yourself."

"It doesn't matter. I can't defeat my own weakness…" Suddenly, Laharl began to feel warm. That fresh scent from before had returned. Laharl opened his eyes. Flonne was hugging him again. Normally, the warm embrace would've made him scream, but now it felt so comforting. It felt so strange to him. "Why are you doing this?"

"You see, Laharl-san? When I used to hug you, you would cuss me off, telling the Love Freak to let go, but now you don't even mind it." Flonne cheek began to touch Laharl's. Laharl was a little frightened, but didn't try to escape.He didn't want thiswarm and comforting feeling to leave."If you can stand this, I'm sure you can take Priere's sexy body. Won't you try again?"

Laharl thought about what Flonne was saying. Flonne was hugging him, a part of his nightmare that he wished would go away, but now he wasn't struggling. He wasn't doing anything. Laharl wanted to believe it. He wanted to go up and show that he could take on Priere. "Flonne…"

"Laharl-san, please go and—" Before she could finish, she felt something hit her. She didn't know what hit her, but whatever it was, it made her weak. She stared at Laharl-san for a split second, and then blacked out. She collapsed to the ground. There were no signs of life.

Laharl grabbed Flonne and tried shaking her up. "Flonne!!! Snap out of it!!! Flonne!!! Flonne!!!!" There was no response. Flonne had been knocked out. Laharl began to grit his teeth. He turned to where Aramis and Etna were fighting Priere. Aramis had already been knocked out, and Etna was clutching her shoulder. She could hardly stand. Priere, except for a few scratches, was still up and perfectly fine.

"Well, it seems like you're out of tricks, Etna." Priere chided her. "You have no chance against me, and your only way to stop me is now injured."

Etna glared at Priere, clutching her spear in her hands. "I'm not letting you get away with this!!"

Priere scoffed at her. "Heh. You can't simply give up, can you? Well then, I might as well finish you off." Priere charged at Etna, ready to finish her off. Then…

"Wrong!! It is I who will finish you!!!!" In that instant, Priere was knocked back into a wall. She felt an enormous surge of power just now. Just as she was about to get up, her attacker moved up to her, with his fist powered by an angry fire. Etna finally glanced at the battle. She noticed that Priere was being blown back someone else. Someone who had finally awaken. Prince… "Blazing Knuckles!!!" The attack pushed her back into the wall, but it wasn't over. Laharl had begun to summon the fire from the ground in the form of blazing fireballs. Laharl raised his arms up into the sky, and when the flames reached the limits of their power, Laharl threw them all at Priere. "Overlord's Wrath!!!!!" The inferno left burn marks on Priere everywhere.

Priere coughed. She felt her strength draining already, and it was only a few hits. She glared at Laharl. "So you really had that much power…"

"Yeah, and there's more where that came from." Laharl said as he pointed his sword viciously at Priere. "Anyone who hurts Flonne will writhe in my flames."

Suddenly, Priere's eyes widened. She seemed like she was in a state of shock. "I…hurt…Flonne-chan…" Priere closed her for a few minutes, and then opened them again. This time she was glaring viciously at Laharl. "To think you'd let her get hurt by me. For that, you deserve a punishment worse than death!!"

"Me!?! You're the one who hurt Flonne!!!" But Priere didn't listen. She began to charge her attack again. Whatever she was using, there was one thing for sure: it was going to be her strongest attack. Laharl responded back by charging his powers. This time, he was charging his powers to it's fullest. There was no way he'd lose to the a fake Priere. Finally, his powers reachest his peak. Laharl raised his fist into the air, summoning his ultimate attack. "Meteor Impac--!!!" However, he was interrupted by a tug on his cape. He looked behind him and saw a bit blonde. "Flonne…?"

"Laharl-san, please…we have to save Priere-san. If you use your attack, you might kill her."

"But—"

"Remember, we're here to save Priere."

Priere overheard the couple and began to laugh. "Save me? You have no chance at getting that weak girl back. I'm the new Priere! I will destroy you all!!"

Laharl glanced back at Flonne. Her eyes were pleading him to stop, to withdraw his attack. Laharl groaned. "Well what are we going to do then?"

"Keep your energy up." Flonne told him as sheheld Laharl's waist. Suddenly, the two began to float into the air. While they were floating, Flonne started to charge her energy. Soon, Laharl's demonic energy and Flonne's angelic energy became one. The energy charged right into Laharl's sword. Laharl could feel the power they were generating. He began to smile. Flonne smiled along with him. "We are going to save her."

"Whatever team attack you have planned won't work against me!! This is the end!!! Requiem Aeternum!!!!!" Suddenly, a demonic energy began to swirl her body and shot out towards Laharl. It's power couldn't be stopped by anything.

Laharl began to grin. This was going to be their victory. "Now!!! Angel Demon Team Attack: Divine Ragnarok!!!!" Suddenly, numerous blue and redbeams shot out of the sky and Priere. The attack not only severely injured her, it halted her Requiem Aeternum. Laharl and Flonne's attack wasn't even over. The rest of the energy was now gathering within his sword. When it hard reached it's peak, the sword's energy became so big, that it extended the sword. The sword swirled with red and blue energy. Finally, Flonne threw Laharl at Priere. As Laharl darted towards Priere, he hold his sword above his head, and with all his might, performed a big slash. However, by putting so much energy into it, his vision began to blur. Soon his eyes closed, and was soon swallowed in darkness.

It was too dark to see. Laharl couldn't see anything. Suddenly, a voice called out to him.

Laharl-san

Laharl-san wake up

"Nnn." Laharl finally opened his eyes. Flonne was sitting beside him, smiling brightly. "Flonne?"

Right next to her, unfortunately, was Etna. She teasing him once again. "Waking up to see your lover, doesn't that make you feel happy inside Prince?"

"Shut up, Etna!!" Laharl chided her as he got up.

"Sheesh. At least you have one..." Etna muttered under her breath.

Laharl got up off his bed and, after blinking a couple of times,checked his surroundings. After noticing that there was blinding light hitting his eyes, he realized where he was. "We're still in Priere Castle, aren't we?"

"Yup." They all turned to the doorway. Priere was walking in. This time, there was no evil aura or any hint of malice. In other words, she was back to her ol' ass kicking self.

"Heh. So you got better fairly quickly." However one thing still puzzled Laharl. Something that has been on his mind the minute Priere walked in. "How did we get back the real Priere?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Flonne asked Laharl. "When we attacked her, some of my power was in it. When I gave some of my power to you, I made sure the power would bring back Priere. Pretty weird, isn't it?"

Laharl remembered what Marjoly said. What she said about exceptions, despite being looked down upon, had incredible power. Would this mean that Flonne's power is stronger that Laharl's? And then the attack on Priere and everything that has transpired has been caused by an exception. Would this be the last they ever hear of this mysterious attacker.

"Laharl-san?"

"Oh...heh. Yeah. Then again, you're always the weird one, Love Freak."

Even if it was an insult, Flonne couldn't help but smile. She could see a new strength within him. "Tee hee."

"Well I'm glad you were able to survive that." Priere interjected. "If it went any further, I could've kicked the crap outta you."

Laharl crossed his arms and began to chuckle. "That's very funny. You kicking the crap outta me? That's a dream that'll never be realized, oh busty one!!"

"Laugh it up, brat." Priere said, placing her hands on her hips. "Your weakness prevents you from doing anything to me."

"Crap, you're right..."

Then, Priere began to laugh. Laharl, of course, felt too embarassed to even shout back. However, it seems that Priere wasn't there to mock him. "Overlord, don't you even realize that I've been standing here for five minutes and you haven't yelped even once?"

Etna began to notice it too. "Hey, she's right! You're not even closing your eyes or anything!"

Laharl's began to widen. All his life, he feared sexy bodies, but now he's standing in front of Priere, perfectly calm. He didn't know if he wanted to faint or cheer. It was just too new to him.

Flonne saw the confusion on his face, and began to smile. "Don't be so naive, Laharl-san. Be happy that you finally got over your greatest weakness. Its something you should be proud of."

However, Laharl didn't listen to Flonne. He needed to find a reason, but there was only one possible reason, which he said for all to hear. Something which he would probably regret. "Maybe it's because Priere isn't that sexy anymore." When you're talking to someone as explosive as Priere, that's the last thing you want to say. Laharl should know, because they're practically the same.

Priere's reaction was too predictable. She ran up to Laharl and kicked him the stomach. "NOT SEXY!?! YOU'RE SO DEAD, YOU BRATTY OVERLORD!!!!" She then took out her baton and began whacking him senseless.

Laharl, however, was a bit dense, so maybe it didn't click that saying Priere wasn't sexy would piss her off. Since he somehow didn't realize it, he took his sword and began to fight her. "WHAT THE HELL DID I DO, YOU BALLOON CHESTED DITZ (Wow, never heard that one before)!?!" Those who came in were in for a rude awakening. Their vassals had to come in and pull the two hotheads apart.

"Those two are sooo alike..." Etna muttered under her breath.

"Hai!" Flonne cheerfully replied. Even if it was a big fight in which the two were claiming to kill each other, Flonne was just glad they wereback to normal. "Two Overlords, two different worlds, yet they're both incredibly similar."

Etna began to sighed, and soon grinned. She felt a little better knowing that Laharl had finally come to his senses. "At least we got Priere back, and the Prince's weakness is gone. It's feels awkward not being able to tease him about that anymore..."

Flonne giggled. "Don't worry, Etna-san. You'll find something to tease him about."

Uh oh. Etna had that twinkle in her eye. The sign of something bad. "Yeah, like about you two falling in love."

Flonne began to blush, but instead of acting like Laharl and become defensive, she calmly replied, "You can tease Laharl-san about that. You can't do that with me."

"So you're admiting it, aren't you?" Etna nudged her, trying to convice her to let out her secret.

Flonne winked back at her, giving Etna her answer. "That, you'll have to see for yourself."


Next Episode

Etna: Mmmm...the flowers are in bloom, the sakura are falling, and love is in the air.

Flonne: Oooooh. This is my kind of show!!!

Laharl: I'm not gonna listen to this.

Etna: But there are still those who hate love out there, and they're trying to separate the Prince and Flonne-chan!!!

Flonne: Love haters!?! And they're trying to get me away from Laharl-san!!!

Laharl: Heh. At least we're in this one. Finally, Etna isn't gonna be talking about herself.

Etna: But no matter what they do, the Prince and Flonne-chan cannot be stopped!! After all, they love each other too dearly to let go! Teehee...

Flonne: ::blushing:: Etna-san, please stop teasing me like that!!!

Laharl: FOR THE LAST TIME, WE'RE NOT A COUPLE!!!!

Etna: Next time on Her love, His headache: Let's do it our away! Mmmmm...do I sense a bed scene?

Flonne: ::blushing furiously:: Uh...isn't this PG-13...?

Laharl: ::has already fainted::


Yeah, this one was a weird one. If you're wondering whatI was trying to base the Next Episode skit off of,its "His and HerCircumstances".Sorry, if Priere and Marjoly seem WAAAY OOC. I, unfortunately, haven't reached even Prinny Land in my game (I did, however, reach Cave of Ordeals). I can't reach the other levels now that my PS2 is still broken, so I have no idea how Priere and Marjoly act, or even how they fight (which was part of the reason why I made up some attacks). The only thing I'm familiar with Priere, is that she is the same Prier from La Pucelle. Because I'm only familiar with that Prier, I had no choice but to use her. You're probably asking why I decided to do this chapter then if I had no knowledge of Priere. That's because I wanted something to further the plot of the fic, without going right into the action, so I thought 'why not have someone be possessed?', and so I chose Priere. Besides, this will tie into my next Disgaea fic.Making up the attacks were hard though. I wanted everyone to imagine the attacks as super flashy, without making it look gay. And if you were wondering whyI always had something like 'Something Blah Team Attack:' it just sounded a little cool. I probably won't use it in the future though. Expect more attacks in future chapters. Anyway, wanna know what happens next? Well let's just say that our favorite cast of demons, angels, and defenders are celebrating a certain holiday.