AN: Yay! Thank you guys for updating! D And in this story, I'm twelve/thirteen. Yup. -nods- Anyway, on with the show!
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When I awoke, I was draped over on a cushy pillow in a run-down hotel room. Confused, I looked around the room frantically, wondering what had happened, and spotted Dante near the corner, sitting in a leather chair with his feet hiked up on the desk and eating a bag of cheese puffs. He noticed me and grinned. "Glad you're awake, Snoring Beauty. You clocked out out there and was out for four hours.."
"HEY!" I growled, then frowned. Wait, what did he mean by that? Was his comment good or bad...? "Four hours? And no demons came by? Not one?"
"Nope. It seems that they dislike shotty hotel rooms." He laughed and reached behind him, pulling up a bag of potato chips and an unopened bottle of root beer. "Here." His grin turned mischevious as he launched both of the items at my head.
Naturally, I screamed in fear and hid behind the bed like a wuss, which made Dante laugh rautiously and fall out of the chair.
"Good god, you are so easy to scare! Afraid of a little soda? Don't worry, THERE'S CAFFIENE IN IT!" He cracked before bursting into laughter again. I narrowed my eyes at him. That was just downright evil! ..I am a little easy to scare, aren't I? I should get some metal gauntlets and crack that skull of his open... Hmph..
"That wasn't nice, you... idiot!" I stuck out my tongue and grabbed at the soda by the pillow. "...How did you get this food?" I asked curiously. It /seemed/ safe to eat... Yet, that's what Damma Rumble said, and he coughed up daisies by some poisoned boogaloo shrimp..
"From this little stock that someone left in here. There's tons of things in here... Like..." He crawled under the desk and glanced around. "M&Ms, Nutty Buddies, Ding Dongs, Twinkies, some chips, a case of root beer... cigarettes..."
"Ass!" I shouted out and grinned, as my eyes were occupied by his leather-clad rear as he listed off the food.
"Huh?" He pulled back and stared at me. I stared back.
"Ass," I repeated, crossing my arms. "You have a nice one!"
Silence.
...Fits of laughter.
"You are so damn weird..." Dante said, wiping his eyes. He had been laughing so hard that tears began to fall. Of course, I was now chomping on my bag of potato chips-- I was as hungry as TWENTY exploding brain monsters... I wonder if they stored food in their brains?
He smirked and crawled over, flicking my forehead. "You... you.. Chow monster!"
I stared up in confusion. "Mmfow honsker?" Then a lightbulb clicked on in my head. I glared, swallowing. "I am not a chow monster, you knucklehead!"
"Hahaha, sure..." He rose to his feet and headed out the door into the hallway of the hotel.
"Come on, chompy. We--"
He was suddenly cut off by a suddenly rumbling. Like an earthquake.
I was thrown out of the doorway by the intense shaking and flew into the back of Dante's legs, knocking him over and sending us both to the ground, chips and soda flying everywhere. Out of a slightly cracked window, we saw a tower rise in the distance. A large, brown tower which stood up and seemed to be higher than the clouds... A tower that looked as if it came out of those horror movies where monsters romp around. Creepy, creepy.
But I wasn't worried /that/ much about the tower.
I was more worried about my head that was buried in Dante's... nether regions.
" 'Bout time you returned, Verge..." Dante muttered, rubbing his head.
"Mmphhhmm!" I asked, even though I had a mouthful of leather.
He blinked in confusion, then looked down at me and grinned. "Why, aren't you the little pervert today? If I had known you cared so much..."
"MMMPMH!" I flailed my arms and yanked my head away, frowning. "It wasn't my fault! It's the earthquake's fault!"
"Don't be ashamed... You start to like boys at this age, don't you? I feel so loved." Dante chuckled and rose to his feet, and proceeded to go onto the next area. Oddly, the hotel lead into a bar..
..Where there was a door to the right sealed off by some sort of energy force. There was also a bunch of slot machines, and a shotgun in a glass case. I gazed around and frowned.
This place didn't look too good... At sight of the energy force, I suddenly grew excited and ran torwards it, then suddenly slammed into it. I wailed out in pain as I got shocked and fell to the ground with a 'thud'.
Dante walked past me, sighing. "Jeez. You sure are accident prone... Stand back, okay?"
I numbly nodded and crawled behind him as he shot the hell out of the slot machines. Man, was he good at shooting... I soon noticed a little turning crest thing where the machines once were. "Hey..." I blinked. "Ya think that crest thingie could open the door? Or atleast give us an extra life?"
"Why not?" He smirked, pulling out his sword (whoa, he has a sword!) and slashing maniacally at the crest until it turned red and the energy force faded out. Dante turned to me and grinned. "Now, how was that?"
"AWESOME! AWESOME!" I cheered. "...Can we get the shotgun too...?"
"Oh hell, why not..." He fired at the case in the corner, shattering the glass and causing the shotgun to fall out. He then fired again, and several more times, sending the gun into the air and causing it to land at my feet. I jumped up and down and grabbed it. "Wheeee! Gun! Gun fun! Gun fun sun!"
Stare.
"...You're the strangest kid I've ever met. Pretty cute, though." Dante shook his head as we both headed through the now opened door and into some sort of lobby.
-End Chow Monsters and Demon Disco Night Pt. 1)