Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-28718853-20170613203006/@comment-34904368-20180502085440

Goodness, this one is old. Just decided to answer this old one because reasons. Bored.

My jaw dropped to the stone floor, as I fell to my knees in front of my wife, now apparently a Mamono. A Jinko with Hellhound traits. I had seen them being led past my cell in the past, but she looked like a combination of the two.

“D-darling?” I stumbled through my words. I had so many questions swimming around in my head, seemingly unable to travel to my mouth. I was dumbstruck as to how she was still alive.

She kneeled down to me and, gotta admit, I cried. Bawled like a three-year old, all over her armour.

“Sshhh, shhhh. It’s alright. Those bastards ain’t gonna kill you. I’m here for you, and will always be here for you,” she cooed. “If you have any questions, I’m all ears.”

“Are these real?” I asked, poking one of her ears. It twitched, and she chuckled. “Yes, they’re real.”

She scooped me up in her massive paws, and turned around, to see an Order soldier with a spear rush in.

“DIE, MONSTER SCU-”

Had he even made it past that sentence, I would have been amazed. But, my darling wife kicked him through the cell door, and through the adjacent wall, down three floors into the street. He left a sizable hole, which my wife grabbed me and jumped through.

We winded through the streets, eventually reaching the huge city gates. A Jabberwock and a Mantis halted us.

“Emi, who’s that?” asked the Mantis. “Order Soldiers are to be locked up before being marr-” My wife pushed past her.

“He’s my husband, dammit, get out of the way!”

The Mantis stood to attention immediatly. “Understood! Sorry general.”

“Aaawww, they had a happy ending!” cooed the Jabberwock, giving me a strange look that said you’re fucked, mate.

“Well, you do seem fiery, no pun intended,” I chortled. “What are-say, why are we in a hurry anyway? It’s not like we’re going to-”

Before I had finished my sentence, I found myself in a small tent. I was tossed onto a mat.

“Emi, what are you-”

She tore her armour and loincloth off in one swift motion. “I’ve waited too long!” She pounced on me and pinned my arms down.

“Let’s... catch up, shall we?”

“Well, why not,” I murmered, turning scarlet.

Fater followed what I could only describe as bloody marvelous.