You would think sweet pudding didn't make things sour [Completed]

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Character(s): Etna, Laharl, Flonne
Content: Etna trudges through Paixao after "blowing off some steam" from off-screen fight with Laharl and trying to gain a few levels here and there
Setting: Near Muspelheim
Time: sometime between mid-day to evening?
Warnings: Buttheads. That is all.

This was getting her nowhere. This was what, the fiftieth Lumen she came across and killed? They certainly weren't helping her with getting her power back. But that's a whole other story. Suffice it to say, Etna was getting tired far too easily for a demon. She flopped down on the closest thing she could sit on and sighed heavily.

She began thinking about recent events. About fighting with Laharl over, what else? Pudding. So much for trying to not smash him over the head about it. Figuratively anyway. Etna sighed heavily. Perhaps it was time she just went back to Laharl.

"Hmm. Maybe Flonne is pestering him like usual. Do I really want to break that up?"