Philistine Festival

She agreed to their competition and Ashmedai flashed her a toothy smile. She asked what the winner got and Ashmedai made a point to take a second to pause and think about it before shrugging, "I dunno... whaddya want?" She could ask for his shirt... his catch... his body. Hah! Someone like her? All emotionless? Thinking about sex? Ashmedai snorted lightly at the thought. Yeah, no... not with her. He could only imagine her flat expression. Okay, no, now Ash might have laughed out loud a little but he quickly reeled himself back in before he made a real fool of himself. "You name it and it's yours if you win," Ash promised.

With that, he closed his eyes dramatically and flung himself back in the fishy waters.