Rawberry Preserves

“I asked you first, answer now. You don’t wanna know what’ll happen, ahuhu~.”

 The sky above darkens as Rawberry smiles, using her very intimidating demeanor to her advantage. She never really knew why people got scared when she did that, but it’s always worked before so she doesn’t really care. Now that she thinks a bit, if this guy was here then there might be more of those tasty bats flying around ♪. She’d have a check later. For now, she focuses on the task at hand… What was she doing again? Oh yeah, pervy mcshades is back at it again. Yosaf is probably in trouble, if he’s here. Cool.

Did the sky just darken? What the hell was going on, not only was the demon no older then him, but she only smiled and said one threatening sentence and the universe seemed to want to make her all the more terrifying. That’s just effin’ spooky.

“Just hangin’ out, this worlds all peaceful an’ all, whats effin’ wrong with that-” He was completely disregarding the fact that his world was the one that wanted to destroy that weird peace between angels and demons.

“Oh. ‘Kay then.”

  If he's just hanging out then she sees no reason to go out of her way to rip him apart. Well, other then the fact that she was getting rather peckish. The dark clouds in the sky parted, Rawberry’s blood weather held off for at least a little longer as she relaxes a bit. She isn’t the best at picking apart lies, or context clues.

“Iunno. I thought she’d be in the garden. Why’d you wanna know?”

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  Rawberry was walking down the path towards the garden Yosafire usually hung around in. She would have flown, but she wanted to catch some flutterbys while she was there anyway. She planned to ask if the other would hang out with her, as Macarona was unable to join her that day. She briskly walked forward, leaping over the still unfixed hole in the ground on the path.   However, before she made it to where she assumed her friend would be, she noticed another demon hanging around the area. He was completely open from the side she was coming from, so she somewhat quietly went up behind him, before speaking abruptly.

“What’re you doing here, pervy trash guy?”

  Admittedly, Yosafire was better at making up insulting nicknames on the fly, but Rawberry really just wanted to know why the heck he was there, and then probably rip off a leg to eat.

The flame demon hovered around the path towards some garden that he noticed Yosafire took often during their invasion. His hopes was too run into the watermelon-looking demon, thought he didn’t think far enough to consider her going with a friend- or even one of her friends to show up alone. Emalf wasn’t even paying attention to the path, humming absentmindedly and consider what rocking one liners to give to Yosafire on her arrival.

“Whoa-! The hungry chick!” 

Immediately he back away, these grey garden demons and angels where pretty dangerous- he knew that much. Not to mention this one ate so many of his bats.

“I asked you first, answer now. You don’t wanna know what’ll happen, ahuhu~.”