Talk:Basilisk/@comment-30129218-20161003163113/@comment-27800590-20161110233321

I quietly sneak back to the camp and tell te guys about what I found.

"I'm waiting for the punchline." One of them says, looking at me sceptically.

"He said they were in a hotspring, not walking into a bar." Another says.

"How far did you say it was?" A third asks me. Not far, but they haven't picked up on us yet. "Alright everyone, let's move out. I'm not exactly keen on getting tied up already." We all start packing up camp when a voice trails out from the surrounding greenery.

"Oh, no need to leave on our account." The apophis slithers into the clearing, the rest of the snake women not far behind her. Our leader draws his weapon, the rest of us following suit.

"Look, we don't want to fight, but I'm not exactly keen on getting married just yet, okay ladies?" The apophis chuckles, inching closer.

"Oh, but we just want a little fun. No strings attached. Just one. Little. Ride." She's close enough for the tip of his sword to be touching her chest, a calm smile on her lips.

"Right, and my aunt's the Demon Lord." He says with a smile. There isn't even time to react before all six of the girls jump us. The shirohebi makes several incantations, the basilisk removes her mask and the medusa start's casting looks at everyone. We never stood a chance.

All twelve of us are enjoying the hotsprings afterwards, our wives snuggled up under our arms.

"Well, not how I wanted this to go." Our leader says, stroking the apophis' hair. "But not the worst outcome I can imagine." We all give a tired nod.