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And now a story by jason 83....

Story time!

The day couldn't have been more perfect and idyllic. A perfect summer's day, like something from a romance movie, the birds were singing, the sun was shinging the sky was bright and blue with a few white puffy clouds scattered here and there, flowers were in bloom with tiny buzzing bees fluttering from one flower to another.

It was this day, in the woodlands near Toronto in Canada, that a man whom appeared to be in his late twenties/early thirties stepped outside of his home, inhaled deeply through his nose while stretching his arms out, before exhaling sharply through his mouth. He was silent for a moment as his gaze scanned the woodland around him, a gentle smile spreading across his face.

'It's beautiful.' he thought to himself.

He felt a familiar and comforting presence step up beside him moment before a large black scaled left hand came to rest upon his right shoulder.

"Seems the weather is taking a turn for the better today." a deep yet feminine voice spoke softly.

The young man; Brandon Devlin, turned towards the figure beside him, a tall powerful frame standing near seven and a half feet tall, black scales adorned the draconic female form as the woman's red eyes scanned the scenery as he had done only moments ago.

"About time right? Weather guy says there shouldn't be any rain for a while." he replied before focusing his gaze on the hand once more, more so focussing on a single finger, the ring finger which adorned the golden ring he'd bought for her, his gorgeous wife, several years ago.

"I was about to complain to my mother about changing the weather." she jested and gave him a good natured smile while looking at him from the corner of her eye which caused him to chuckle breifly at the imagery it conjured up. "Perhaps you'd like to go for a walk?"

"A walk?" he wondered, they hadn't simply gone for a walk since they were just dating, but yes ... a walk would be nice. "I like that."

He turned around and gazed inside, a long black female Naga with a tail circling around the corners of the room, and a dark furred female bat whom was laid across the couch lazily, hands resting against her stomach, a leg dangling off the side and her wings sticking out over the couch's arm; were watching the TV.

"Serpentera, Issy," he called to the ladies, "your mom and I are going for a walk, Serp you're in charge." he announced.

"Sure thing dad." the Naga called back as the bat; Issy groaned audibly.

"Why is she in charge?" Issy groaned.

"Because I don't want to come back to a fire ... again." he reminded his bat daughter sternly.

His wife gently wrapped her hand around his as the two stepped away from the house.

Minutes into the walk, Belle was engaged in a deep and somewhat humorous tale, Brandon felt his wife's tail wrap protectively and comfortingly around him as she gave his hand a reassuring squeeze.

"... and then would you believe he had the audacity to call me a bitch!" she laughed in a good natured manner. "And I told him, "To you you incompetant loathsome ingrate that's Master Bitch!" and then I had him shackled and sent to the field of crucifiction." she laughed joyously, "oh dear, I'm sorry Brandon, I know it's not your kind of humour."

"It's okay, I think some of your humour has rubbed off on me." he chuckled somewhat in reply, "but in the end the guy sounded like a asshole and he got what he deserved." he smiled up to his wife.

"He did, he did, oh those were the days" she sighed peacefully and looked around the forestry, "this was a good idea."

"I agree." he replied in a dreamily as he gazed to his wife, admiring her beauty even now after so many years of marriage and ... over 10 daughters and 1 son, she was still as beautiful as when he met her, regardless of the fact she was immortal, eternal and would never age.

"I love you, my dear Belle." he said softly and smiled at her.

Beelzebub; former Satan and Lord of Hell, former mistress of chaos and corruption, turned to her mortal husband and smiled.

"And I love you, my fair sweet Brandon, more than simple words can ever explain."