"I'll bet that vampire guy has a ton of slaves." The lead gaziman explains. The other two do little to hide their fears.
"Bu-but why him? cant we just find a slave somewhere nicer?" one asks.
"Yeah but we'd have to train her ourselves" he replies.
And so the gazimon trio set off for myotismon's castle.
Hours later, as night begins to fall they finally arrive. They stand at the side of the castle looking up.
"and how the hell are we supposed to get in?" The leader of the group looks around and sees a delivery truck show up at the back of the castle. They quickly grab three boxes out of the trash and walk right in with a few other deliverymon. Walking into the castle they marvel at the architecture.
"Wow this place is old!" "Indeed." The gazimon in the lead is so busy looking around that he stubles right into something. He looks up to see the lord of the castle myotismon clad in a robe with a newspaper and a cup of coffee, looking down at him.
"Can I help you!?" He asks angrily. before the leader of the group even gets a chance to talk his way out of this the dumb one chimes in
"Yeah we're looking for a sex slave for our master Etemon! Ya got any?" The leader of the group just sighs and shakes his head. Myotismon pauses for a moment then replies...
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