Glutton for Punishment 6Chapter Six: Barbamon's Plot
In the Dark Area, Beelzemon had just returned and flopped into his room when a certain other Demon Lord sauntered in to see him.
"Hello, Beelzemon," Lillithmon said in a seductive voice. "How was the outside?"
"Get lost, Lillithmon," he snapped. "I really don't like you, and I never have."
"Don't be like that " she said, walking over to him.
Beelzemon's eyes flashed in anger as he lifted his Berenjena shotgun at her. "If you don't leave, we're gonna have to have a membership drive."
"Why's that?" she asked 'innocently'.
"You'll be dead."
Lillithmon gulped out of fear and backed away.
"Go play with Daemon or Barbamon, Lillithmon. Just leave me alone!"
"Fine," she said stiffly. Lillithmon walked out of his room, and Beelzemon locked the door after her. "Man, she's a real jerk. Not kind and not nearly as beautiful as Kuzuhamon," he said quietly. Kuzuha's funny and smart though a little naïve she's beautiful and elegan
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Or so they thought.
It was perfect. It was completely and utterly perfect as it lay there, asleep in that alleyway. The tiny Pokémon's deep, even breathing indicated that it was in a deep slumber obviously it was bone tired, as if that had been Trainer-induced, surely the thing wouldn't be out where it was now.
With great care, the man carefully approached the brown and cream ball of fluff. Its tail twitched over its nose and its breathing was deep and even, sound asleep and lost in a land of dreams.
But it was just .lying there, all sweet and innocent and ready for the catching. He had promised his daughter an Eevee for her birthday, and had initially planned on getting one from
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It wasn't easy. But then again, love never was. Love is especially hard when one in the relationship was a demon Digimon and the other a holy Digimon.
It's especially so when said demon Digimon is one of the Seven Demon Lords.
It's even harder when the holy Digimon works for the Great Angels.
It's nearly impossible when the Demon Lord is a double agent who says he's a Demon Lord, but also works for the Great Angels, and thus has to constantly keep an eye out behind him.
But they'd been making it work. Beelzemon, Demon Lord of Gluttony and Kuzuhamon, servant to Lady Ophanimon of the human type Digimon had been making their relationship work for the past few months. While they couldn't be together every day, that didn't matter. The important thing was that their relationship was working and they hadn't been caught by the other Demon Lords. Or the other Royal Knights. Surprisingly, no one had bothered to tell the warriors (Al
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But to her, it actually happened.
Elliot became such an integral part of Naomi's life so fast, it was almost dizzying but then, it was Wonderland, so what makes sense there?
But for the girl who didn't have a friend in the world, befriending the March Hare, Elliot, was the best day of her life. So she wasn't really surprised when she fell in love with him. Or when decided to join the Hatter mafia so she could fight by his side (having a prior knowledge of marksmanship helped secure her place, too).
Each minute Naomi spent with him was worth having to fight and kill her new opponents in Heartland's little game. She shot her enemies without hesitation or fear. Everyth