al gets glomped 3 wip

By now, Al was used to the ninja.  True, he still didn’t know when she would attack him, but after a week of getting glomped several times a day he was able to recover from her sudden appearences rather quickly.  In fact, he had even tried to get her back, but, as of yet, all his attempts had failed.

The demon knew it was about time for her to tackle him again.  As he sat at his table in his library, he was only paying half attention to the book in front of him.

But he was still unaware of the ninja perched on the back of his chair.  She had been crouched there for the past five minutes, unsure how to glomp him without major harm to either of them.  And she was rather interested in the book he had open.

The ninja started to lean forward, only looking at the words on the page since she couldn’t read them.  Hey, she’s a ninja, not a linguist.

Unfortunately, her curiousity got the better of her, and she slipped.

With a surprised squeak, the ninja fell into the space between Al and the back of the chair.  This was followed by her yelp when the demon pushed back and pinned her.

“Ow!  You’re crushing me!” she yelled as she struggled to get free.  “Your fat butt is crushing me!  Gerroff!”

“I am not fat,” Al growled.

The ninja was able to free one of her arms and she tore off her mask.  She then proceeded to bite his shoulder.

Surprised by her attack, partly because she was saying “Nom nom nom” while she did it, he jerked forward.  The ninja scrambled over the arm of the chair and fell to the floor.