Chapter 8
Do You Believe?

"Well, I think these would look good on you, right Dante?" said May, holding up a drab piece of armor.
"Yeah right!" Dante said, looking akwardly at her, "Am I your dolly now?" "Hmm!" said May in a huff, "Fine then! I won't get you anything! How's that?!"
"Just fine! 'Cuz I got an Ace in the pocket....hehe" Dante said patting his backpack.
"Ace in the pocket?" thought May, "What doesn't that mean?"
Dante turned to the shopowner.
"Give me your best wares my good man!" said Dante with a superhero pose.
"Sure thing, sir"
"Wow! Now THIS is what I'm talking about!" Dante said as looked at himself in a mirror with full armor.
"Does this please you, sir?" asked the shopkeeper.
"Oh yeah! I love it! Except for one thing," said Dante.
"Yes sir, what is it?" the shopkepper asked. "I can't move," Dante said with a carefree smile on his face as both May and the shopkeeper prat fell to the floor.
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"This is cool," Dante said examining himself with his new armor and sword.
"Yup, it's the best around," said the shopkeeper,with a pleasant smile, "Even made of Meterrite!"
"Just like Royal Guards?" asked May.
"The very same!" replied the shopkeeper, "Even fused with magical energy!"
"Damn! This most cost a fortune!" Exclaimed May.
"Yes, it does,"said the shopkeeper, raising an eyebrow, "Maybe too much for you?"
"I'll take it!" exclaimed Dante.
"Y-you will?!" said May and the shopkeeper in unison.
"Yup! If you care to trade with me, that is," said Dante with a gleam in his eye.
"Okayyy...." said the shopkeeper doubtfully behind the desk, "Watcha got?"
"Ta-Da!" Dante exclaimed, pulling out an object from his backpack, "Bottled Fire!"
Dante held a lighter in his hand and used it. ^_^;
"Nice thing you got there, kid," said the shopkeeper, "But you have to do better than that. I sell bottled fire as well and make a pretty penny of it too. This one Link kid comes in all the time...."
"But this is more than one time use!" exclaimed Dante.
"But look at how small the flame is!" snapped the shopkeeper, "Try again, boy."
"Okay...how about this?" said Dante, pulling out another item, "Exotic foreign, drinks!" Dante exclamed once again.
Dante held out a can of soda.
"Feh, I can get special drinks easily in this big city's market," scoffed the shopkeeper."
"Shit, you ain't makin' this easy, old man," said Dante, reaching once again into his bag, "A magic musicbox!"
In his hands was a CD player.
"Uuuuuuu! Now your talkin, youngster," said the shopkeeper in delight.
"Here ya go then, try it out," Dante said setting the CD player up.
He put headphones on the shopkeeper and pushed play.
"AHHHH!" the shopkeeper said ripping the headphones from his head, "By the gods! What is that noise?!"
"Noise?! This is the greatest Heavy Metal Idol Band, 'Mecha Brand X'! " Dante hollered, clenching his fist.
"I don't care if it's the Elven Trio, IT'S CRAP!" the shopkeeper said crossing his arms," fork up something better or give back my wares!"
"Dammit!" Dante said, shaking his backpack upside-down, spewing items everywhere across the shop counter, "There's gotta be something I can trade you."
"Hold on there, youngster!" said the shopkeeper in an upbeat voice, "YOou got your payment right their," he said pointing to the items on the counter.
"What? Where?" Dante asked.
"The rare coins, my boy, the coins!" exclaimed the shopkeeper.
"Oh yeahhhhh," Dante said with a grin, "From my last ruin hunt."
Dante put away his things and counted up his change.
"Buck sixty-two," Dante counted.
"What?" asked the shopkeeper, unsure of what he meant.
"Nothing, just talking to myself," said Dante, "Anyway, do we have a deal?"
"Sure thing, kid," said the shopkeeper, taking the money as would a gambler, taking his jackpot.
Dant walked out of the store with May, his armor, sword, and a smile frome ear to aer.
"I diden't know you were a ruin hunter with so much money," May exclaimed in amazement.
"T'm not a ruin hunter and that money came from my world," Dante explained. "WOW, you must be rich in your world," she said getting closer to Dante.
"No it's just plain money,"Dante said, looking at May who was leaning on him , eyes closed, then sighed with her heart all a flutter.
Dante slapped his forehead in frustration, he knew she wasn't listening. It was about that time that he thought "Ah, to hell with it."
"Oh yes," Dante retorted, "I'm so rich in my world, and when I get back I'll make you my queen," and with that said he put his arm around her and patted her head.

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