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Chapter 2: An Invitation.

Greetings, everyone. I'm back and better than ever! So uh... where am I? Oh, that's right, yeah. It's once again the most wonderful time of the year. Here we are at the town of humaville, everyone happy and full of cheer. But wait... what's that up on mount crumpet?

Up on a mountain just north of the town, a large pipe where the town's trash is dumped began to rattle. Out of it dumped not trash, but a young boy instead.

A boy with blond hair, amber eyes, and was wearing a blue sweater, black pants, blue mittens, and had a golden scarf around his neck. He seem to rushing out of the piles of garbage.

"Ooooh, why didn't I go before I left?" the kid said in a stressful, painful tone as he got free from the garbage and rushed up a small snowy path as fast as he could.

Within the mountain, there was a voice that went "a... a... ACHOO!" the voice belonged to a creature who was sitting on an armchair. The creature appeared to be a teenager, fifteen years old to be precise. His skin was as pale as ash, and had black-blue hair. His eyes were crimson and had black markings above and below each eye. He was wearing a black sweater and pants, and had a blanket wrapped around him.

"Bless you," a woman said, entering the same room. She had long blond hair, sapphire eyes, and was wearing a white dress. "Here, have some of this." she handed the creature a cup of hot chocolate, which the creature accepted.

"Thanks," he uttered, but was sure that the woman heard him, and took a small sip from the cup, being careful not to burn himself.

"You're welcome." Sherry than began to think a while back at beginning of the new year. Her friend Koko moved away to another town to get a new job and start a new life. She was both proud of her friend having a new life ahead of her and afraid for what might happen for her friend being a strange place.

"BRAGO! OPEN THE DOOR! YOU GOT TO TELL YOU SOMETHING!" there was a loud banging coming from the front door.

"I'll get it," the woman sighed as she walked to the front door to answer it. "Who is it?"

"Mrs. Belmond, It's Zatch! Please open the door! I have to tell Brago something important!" the kid from earlier shouted out in a panicking tone. Mrs. Sherry Belmond gave a small smile to know it's Zatch, the mamodo kid who helped melted the cold barrier around Brago's heart. Unfortunately for her after she turned the knob, the door swung open and slammed her up against the wall.

Zatch zoomed into Brago's lair and straight up to the creature himself. "Brago, I have to tell you something very important! But may I use the bathroom? Really, thanks!" Zatch said really fast that Brago never had the chance to answer the lightning blond.

Did I just typed what I thought I typed?

"Closet." Brago said out loud. The lightning mamodo quickly stepped out of the closet he just entered.

"My bad," Zatch said as he zoomed straight to the next room, which is the restroom this time. A few minutes went by until the sound of a toilet flushing was heard. The door opened as Zatch came out and walked towards Brago. "All done," he said with a little smile on his face.

"What do you want!" Brago snapped at the blond kid.

"I wanted to show you something, Brago." Zatch reached into a pocket on his pants and pulled out a sheet of paper.

"A piece of paper?" said the dark mamodo, not impressed at all.

"No, read it!" replied Zatch, so excited that he could hardly breathe. Sherry walked into the room, rubbing her head from being hit by the front door earlier. Zatch handed her the sheet of paper and began reading it.

Dear Takamines.

The time has come every five years that both your town of Humanville spends the holidays with our town of Mamodoville, home of the mamodo. This time, we would be honor for you and your towns people to spend the holidays this time at our town. It would an honor and it would be our treat. Everyone's invited.

Happy Holidays to all

-The people of Mamodoville.

"Oh that's right. It is that time again after every five years." Sherry said in recognition.

"Oh, and here's an invitation for you two as well." Zatch pulled a similar invitation. Sherry read it as well. It had the very same words from the Zatch's invitation, but this one is written to a Mr. and Mrs. Belmond.

"Where did you get this?" the blond asked the lightning mamodo, a little bit of suspicion in her voice.

"I got it from your mailbox," Zatch answered and gave a big smile, probably thinking of yellow tail.

BANG!

Brago bonked Zatch right on the frickin head. Zatch now had his hands on the top of his head, rubbing the new anime bump on his noggin. "What did you do that for?"

"For coming into my lair without permission... again." Brago said in his usual almost emotionless tone. "And I don't think we should go,"

"What, why?"

"Sherry, if we go there, don't you think all the mamodos who live in this town I never heard of will probably be freaked out to know that we're married?" Brago said, wiping his nose with a handkerchief.

Yes people, he has a cold.

"Who said that?" Sherry asked out all of a sudden.

"It's him..." Brago shrugged.

"Who's 'him'" his wife asked.

"The author doing the narrating stuff. Kami, he was bad enough in the first story last year!" the dark mamodo said in frustration.

"Last year? Was that when I invited you to the Humanbolation, but you went berserk and caused destruction across the town. And you were so mad, you built a super sled that can really fly and you stole everything from the town and tried to throw over the mountain and then you saved me, and then we fought and beat Zofis, the former mayor of the town and then you-" Brago's hand immediately was placed over Zatch Bell's mouth, shutting the lightning blond up.

Did I just typed that name again?

"Yes, you did, human. And as for you," Brago turned his attention to Zatch. "Yes, all that happened last year, but you less annoying back then." Brago released his hand from Zatch's mouth. "And Sherry, I'm saying it's bad idea."

"But what about being among others of your kind? What if your parents live there and you meet them? What if Zatch's parents are there?"

"And yellowtail! Don't forget the yellowtail!" Zatch said suddenly, his mouth slowly beginning to water with his spit, thinking of the very fish he enjoys eating.

Brago sighed of how childish...er Zatch Bell is acting right now. "I'm telling you both right now, it's bad a idea to go for I have a bad feeling of what's gonna happen. I'm not going anywhere, and that's final."

Several miles away was a town similar to Humanville, but it was filled with creatures called mamodos instead of humans.

Just like in Humanville, everyone in Mamodoville loved the holidays, especially Christmas, a lot. However of course, there was one mamodo who lived just south of Mamodoville... certainly did not. Woah... de ja' vu.

On top of a mountain, three mamodo girls who were selling cookies knocked on a scary looking door. "Anyone home? We would like to sell some cookies. Hello?" there was no answer.

Until...

The door swung open and a bolt of lightning came flying out, zapping the three mamodo girls and making them run home crying. The door suddenly shut afterwards.

"Serves those low lives right for coming up here in the first place!" a young child's voice shouted inside his lair. An explosion was suddenly heard somewhere inside the mountain.

The child stormed off to where the sound took place. With an area within the mountain where there was large amount of space, was a vehicle that appeared to look like a sled, and a man about 18 years old wiping away some smoke that was coming from the sled.

The child glared at the man with dark purple eyes as he grabbed a nearby wrench and threw it across the area, hitting the man in the back of the head. "I thought I told you last year to quit messing around with that thing!"

"Must've slipped my mind." the man replied, rubbing the back of his head to ease the pain.

"I'll give you something to slip your mind about. Now we have to go down into the rat hole town and get some more supplies! The holidays are coming and we can't afford to let it pass by without putting our plan into action!" The kid yelled at the human. However, the human was showing any expressions in response to the kid.

"Very well then, Zeno. Lets go and get the stuff we need," the human replied, walking to stand by the kid's side.

"Excellent, Dufort. And while we're down there, lets have a little fun ourselves for once." grinned the mamodo known as Zeno.

"If you say so."

To Be Continued...