"Say Crona..."
"Huh?"
"There's something I've wanted to ask you..."
It was a regular night in Death City as Eruka Frog and Crona were walking down the street of Death City.
"What is it?" Crona asked her back.
"Well...doesn't your back hurt?" Eruka asked, "I mean, doesn't it hurt having Ragnarok just spew out of your back like that?"
"Well..." mumbled Crona.
"Of course not!" shouted Ragnarok as, speak of the devil, he suddenly erupted himself from Crona's spine, resting atop his Meister's head like a cushion, "If I hurt Crona, I'd be hurting myself! And that'd be stupid, stupid!"
"Jeez, alright...no need to be a jerk about it...ribbit." mumbled Eruka. At one point, she had to admit, that Ragnarok would have scared her-even his this diminished form. But now the Frog Witch could see that this new Ragnarok wasn't as much a threat as he was an annoyance. And this lack of fear from the Black Blood just pissed off the creature as Ragnarok suddenly stretched himself over to Eruka and started pummling her with his tiny fists.
"Why you stupid bitch! Don't talk to me like that!" shouted the Demon Sword.
"Hey! Ow! Cut it out!" shouted Eruka as she flailed her arms and tried to get Ragnarok off of her, but that so far wasn't happening.
"Ragnarok, stop!" cried Crona, trying to get him off of her.
"Why you..." Ragnarok leered at Crona, beginning to hit him instead, "I can't believe you're turning your back on me! I'm your partner! You can't pick some stupid bitch over me!"
"Ow! Ragnarok, quit it!" whined Crona.
"Cut it out!" shouted Eruka, punching Ragnarok's head. Though it didn't seem to do any real damage since Eruka could barely lift a suitcase, let alone punch somebody out. But the fact that she touched him really seemed to make him angry.
"Why you..." growled Ragnarok as he turned to Eruka. His demonic eyes seemed more wrathful now and he really looked like he would kill her. Eruka now began to recall why she was always so scared of him. Before Eruka could blink, Ragnarok suddenly grabbed Eruka's dress and flipping it up. It not only exposed Eruka's stripped panties under her pantyhose, but it also flipped over Eruka's head and caused her to trip and fall.
"Ragnarok!" cried Crona, blushing feverishly from the entire envent.
"She was asking for it!" Ragnarok shouted, "And don't think that you didn't want to look." he sneered. Eruka, meanwhile, hurriedly pushed her dress back down, her face far redder then Crona's as she glared at the black blooded terror.
"You...bastard!" shouted Eruka, suddenly getting up and throwing her hardest punch at Ragnarok. Of course, Ragnarok was not going to take this as he hardened their blood-which made him hard to-as Eruka's fist collided with his face, a smug look somehow on Ragnarok's face as the Witch sniffled and held her hand.
"OWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOW!" cried Eruka, hopping around and holding her hand.
"Ha ha ha ha ha!" Ragnarok mocked, "Stupid bitch!"
"I don't know how to deal with you two fighting..." mumbled Crona.