This evening, at La Demonia Roja...
"Obvious questionable logistics aside, how is the ship managing to sail with all these pumpkins aboard?"
"The sails aren't even up at all. Also, it's La Demonia. She'll manage."
"What are we going to do with all these pumpkins?"
"Eat very, very well.~"
"At least I had some fun with a few!"
"Not bad. Some are even cute!"
"Even with intention to eat all these pumpkins eventually, this is still too much for seven people, even if our immortality gives us all the time in the world..."
"I got it! I'll preserve them so we can take our time eating them!" Giovanni touches the giant pumpkin pile to turn it all to gold….
"GIOVANNI, WAIT--"
And the ship quickly sinks before wholly disappearing into the sea, unable to handle the weight of all the golden pumpkins. Because even La Demonia has her limits.















