Breaking Pride

By: Personwhowritesandstuff

Chapter 1

Laharl reached for the face-melting cake not caring about the curse. He was the overlord; he could handle any flimsy curse. The cake glowed with a dark aura; legend says that it can change flavors and regenerate, but only to those who can withstand its curse. All of a sudden a massive amount of bird-cake hybrid kamikazes launched themselves at him.

Laharl smashed his head against the lid to his casket. It was just a dream. He rubbed his head, "Stupid birds." He attempted to go back to sleep when-

Chirp Chirp

Laharl jumped out of his casket, READY to exterminate the pests making the sound when it hit him. His castle was surrounded by a moat full of lava and was set on a wasteland, there are no birds here. He ran to the window and his jaw hit the floor.

"LOVE FREAK!" his bellow filled the entire castle and probably all of the netherworld.

In came a familiar fallen angel, "Good morning Laharl! How are you doing?"

He jabbed a finger out the window, "What the hell did you do! Where is my lava moat, what happened to the inhospitable terrain, and how much HL did this cost!"

"Well you see, I looked outside and it looked grimmer then usual so I thought I'd make a change or two," she smiled, "besides, I used some of your mage vassals to do this so it didn't cost anything."

Laharl was about to unleash his fury when a familiar screech made its way towards his ears.

"PRINCE!"

Laharl and Flonne could hear footsteps coming their way and not a second later saw a certain red-headed demon bash through the door. She gasped, "The lava, huff, what happened to the, huff, the lava?"

Laharl tilted his head to Flonne, "It wasn't me, it was the love freak." His face was quizzical as he studied her, "And why do you care so much about the lava moat?"

Etna fell to his knees and whimpered, "Underneath the lava, I had a secret stash of pudding under it. A …Million servings... All gone."

"What? A million servings!" He grabbed a hold of Flonne and started shaking her, "Did you completely change the terrain our just cover it?"

Flonne sheepishly rubbed the back of her head and gave a guilt-filled reply, "I may have accidentally just replaced the land." She opened the door and snatched a prinny passing by, "I need you to go get me a million servings of pudding please."

"Yes Lady Floone, dood." the unenthusiastic prinny replied as he waddled out the door. Each day, the tasks get more and more bizarre.

Flonne turned to face her peers, "There. Problem solved."

"Whatever," Etna walked out the door, "I'll just help myself to Laharl's secret stash."

"WHAT!" he dashed after her, hot in pursuit, "How the hell do you know about that?"

Laharl slumped in his throne. He had a satisfying day, he successfully relocated his stash of pudding (into his stomach), squashed a feminists cult, vetoed every bill that didn't benefit him, and set fire to the protestors. It felt nice just sit on the throne. After a couple minutes he saw a familiar sight.

"Hi Laharl, whatcha doin?" inquired a certain blonde.

He looked at her, "What does it look like I'm doing, I'm sitting in my throne."

"Well would you like to go on a picnic with me?"

"Overlords don't waste their time on picnics! I have importan-"

Flonne snagged his arm, " Great! I knew you'd want to come."

Before he knew it, Laharl found himself standing in a sea of flowers. Laharl sighed,what kind of overlord, king of the netherworld, went on picnics? He looked over at Flonne, who was laying out a blanket, "Where's Etna?"

"Oh she's still in mourning... over her pudding."

He walked over to Flonne and sat down, "Serves her right! Trying to steal my stash!"

Flonne just giggled and pulled out her basket. The two ate in silence and when they were finished Flonne said, "Isn't it beautiful? The flowers, the woods, this castle now looks so much more lively."

Laharl crossed his arms, "Well I hate it."

Flonne knew Laharl really did hate it, but he didn't obliterate it on sight because of her, "Thank you for not destroying the forest."

Laharl's face turned red realizing this, he retorted, "I'm just too tired to destroy it, that's all!"

She smiled "Whatever you say."

They sat for a moment and Flonne turned to Laharl and kissed him on the cheek. The effect was immediate, Laharl was on the floor, twitching while Flonne giggled. Laharl noticed something strange, that he had found that a part of him had to force this reflex now, in the past it happened naturally.

Flonne helped Laharl up, "We need to come out here more often."

"No! Never again!"

And the next day, he found himself out walking in the woods with Flonne.

Author's comments: This is my first fanfic dedicated to my favorite Disgaea couple Laharl X Flonne! It should go on for about five chapters and please leave a review!

Disclaimer: I do not own Disgaea or the characters, I am only using the characters because they are awesome.