How I Met Your Demon King - Part 2

He stands up brushing the burrito crumbs off his tattered shirt.

Looking up to the top he can hardly see up there from this angle.

He jumps up on the side of the burrito and grabs it trying to climb it.

He is having to jam his hand deep into the burrito grabbing handfuls up filling to give himself leverage.

“This is gross.”

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“And that sound is not helping at all.”

He starts reaching for the top of the burrito.

He gets his hand onto the top of the burrito and pulls himself up.

He tries to stand but his feet are slowly sinking.

He crawls across the burrito slowly to keep from sinking in.

He approaches the center.

A golden hilt, with a brown leather hand wrap. A golden rounded pommel on it tip, with a shinning steel blade with an engraving that looks much like a burrito.

“Wait, is that a burrito on the sword?”

He laughs to himself.

“Is this the sword of hungers bane?”

He carefully stands up with his feet sinking in and grabs onto the sword.

This bad boy is mine, this was my wish granted here.

He pulls on it with all his might face turning red.

It sure is in there!

It slowly begins to pull free.

All at once it releases from its burrito prison and he falls backwards onto the burrito.

He tries to catch his breath but the burrito begins to steam all around him.

It then begin to swell pushing while he lies there looks around dumbfounded.

It swells to immense size.

Then, bursts.

He flies off, burrito flying in all directions.

An epic level burrito blast that seems to go on for minutes.

Smoke fills his surrounding air covered head to toe with burrito chunks he lies in the grass in fright.

“What the hell was that!?”

A figure appears in the mist.

A large imposing figure.

Grey skinned, Horns adorning the head, clad in armor as black as night.

OK, what the fuck did I just do, Matthew lies there cowering in fear.

He looks at him, covered in burrito head to toe, he sees the sword in his hands.

He says to him,”Hey, guy if you could just throw that sword in a hole, that would be great.”

Matthew looks at the sword in his hand.

”Oh, this thing I just found it, thought it might be worth something…”

“So, let me get this straight human, you were gonna sell the sword that seals evil.”

Matthew lets out an small awkward laugh.

“Su-sure, I just thought it looked cool.”

The figure walks over to him and brushes him off, picks him up.

“Well, then…”

“You really got splattered by my prison.”

Matthew looks at him stunned.

“Wait, this burrito was your prison!?”

“Like yea, that is an evil prison made by the sword?”

Matthew licks his lips.

“The prison was quite tasty.”

The figures eye twitches.

“Your not from around here are you?

“You need to pick up a book every now and then for your own good.”

He gives a bow to Matthew.

“I am the Demon King…. Tasty.”

“Since you freed me from my slumber….”

“And you’re clearly not all there upstairs…

“I shall spare you.”

Matthew gives an awkward smile.

“Thank you, Tasty sir, I would very much like to stay alive.”

Tasty waves at him.

“Well, I’m outta here.”

He snaps his fingers, turns, and beings to walks away

“Bye bitch!”

He yells out stepping into the tree line.

Matthew falls to the ground

Grasping the sword.

“That was close as shit.”

“I could have died!”