"I think we should peek around in Laharl's room!" Flonne chirped.
"Oooh~! How evil!" Etna grinned.
Flonne gasped. "AH! Y-you're right..." tears started to well up in her eyes. "WAAA~AAH!" she wept, "I don't wanna be evil!"
SMACK! Etna slapped the fallen angel on the back of the head. "Get a hold of yourself, sheesh! What do you think you are, an angel?"
Flonne sniffled. "... y-yes...?" she said uncertainly.
"LIKE, WRONG-O!" Etna smacked Flonne a second time. "Now let's get going, already, Li'l Miss Flower Girl. After all, who knows what kind of naughty stuff we might find in the prince's room?" Etna insisted.
Flonne perked up. "Oh my goodness, you're right!" she exclaimed, "We must make sure that Laharl isn't getting his innocent young mind corrupted!"
"...innocent...?" Etna sighed. "I guess once a love freak, always a love freak," she shrugged before following after her exuberant senior.
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