How I Met Your Demon King - Part 1

A couple random teens sitting on a couch staring directly in front on them.

A disembodied voice that is suppose to be an older version on my but in no way resembles my own.

“Ok, kids let me tell you about your mother.”

“She was a feisty woman whose sword was bigger than mine in multiple ways.”

“And this one time she…”

“Wait…

“...That’s not it!”

“I’m suppose to tell you how I met the Demon King!”

Matthew snaps to on the ground.

Drooling into the grass.

“Oh….”

“I must have fainted.”

“That was one weird dream.”

His stomach growls loudly.

I really need to get something in my stomach.

He sits up and looks around seeing the massive burrito, but no one else around.

Suspicious.

He slowly walks up to it looking around.

“This feels like a trap…”

“But, I am hungry and that’s a giant burrito.”

Now arms reach from it he slowly reaches out and touches it.

“Wow! It’s soft!”

Looking around one last time all he sees around behind him is trees.

“Screw It!”

He plunges his hand into its side a grabs a fist full.

Slamming into his face he bites down.

“Spicy Beef! Hell yea!”

He immediately grabs another handful and stuffs his face.

Grabs more..

and more..

“Wait, what if a grab from another spot?”

“What if there is beans or cheese?”

He walks over to another side of the burrito and grabs a handful.

Stuffing his face.

“Yea, this is bean and cheese.”

“My wish was granted!” With tears pouring down his burrito covered face.

He eats.

And eats.

Still eating...

.

Somehow he is still eating…...

You’d think he would be done by now, but he is still eating.

Finally, he falls to the ground belly about to burst full of burrito.

He crawls to the side of the burrito and sits down leaning against it.

“Wow, I thought the genie would have tried to fuck me out of good food, but this is possibly the best burrito I have ever eaten.”

He sits there a nice breeze follows through the grass and trees and all is calm.

Man, I might fall asleep with this nice atmosphere.

He lays there enjoying the cool breeze seeing the sun begin to move in the sky is bringing him calm after the desert fiasco.

He see the shadow of the burrito slowly cast further onto the grass before him.

“Huh?”

He notices something strange in the shadow.

A shape that resembles the handle of a sword.

The slow moving shadow slowly reveals more and more of the shapes finally noticing it looks to be stabbed into the top.

“What is that?”