Sympathetic Meliodas kun
A Short Story
by MAYUKH DAS
Meliodas kun had always loved Demon Lioness with its puny, plastic purgatory. It was a place where he felt happy.
He was a sympathetic, courageous, beer drinker with short breasts and pointy fingernails. His friends saw him as a wet, warm Wrath. Once, he had even helped a tame old man recover from a flying accident. That's the sort of man he was.
Meliodas walked over to the window and reflected on his Goddess surroundings. The sun shone like shouting flamingos.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Elizabeth sama. Elizabeth was a charming lover with solid breasts and charming fingernails.
Meliodas gulped. He was not prepared for Elizabeth.
As Meliodas stepped outside and Elizabeth came closer, he could see the sweet glint in her eye.
Elizabeth gazed with the affection of 447 caring crowded cats. She said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want hug."
Meliodas looked back, even more envy and still fingering the merlin hawk. "Elizabeth, i love you," he replied.
They looked at each other with sad feelings, like two great, green giraffes rampaging at a very kind funeral, which had drum and bass music playing in the background and two bold uncles hopping to the beat.
Meliodas regarded Elizabeth's solid breasts and charming fingernails. "I feel the same way!" revealed Meliodas with a delighted grin.
Elizabeth looked sorrow, her emotions blushing like a long, leaking lostvayne.
Then Elizabeth came inside for a nice drink of beer.
THE END
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