𝐓𝑰𝑴𝐄𝐋𝑬𝐒𝐒 * ˡⁱˡⁱᵃ ᵛᵃⁿʳᵒᵘᵍᵉ

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chapter | one

ARC O1 | 𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨

"babysitting was never part of the deal."

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"MORTALS BOW before me, kings quiver upon my sight. And you, a me-"

"You talk a lot for someone whose name was biggus dickus." You deadpanned. He seemed furious, and boy was he not concealing it. "For hell's sake let me finish, witch." The spirit kneaded his temples as if he had a headache. Can spirits have headaches, though?

"So as I was saying, you wanted to summon what?"

"... Demon?"

"Huh. Your spell's for summoning someone from another dimension though." He rubbed the back of his neck, snapping his fingers to summon an ancient journal. "Let's see..." He scanned through the many pages like- he's not even reading that shit. What a trickster. You brushed it off when he randomly referred to a page. However, your curiosity was short-lived, he showed it off to you as a plain, vacant paper.

"See right here?" He tapped his finger on the middle of the page, confusing you even further. "Yeah no. I can't see anything there."

He seemed offended for some reason. Slamming the journal close with an audible thump. "Then that means you're not even entitled to do some summoning."

You sighed in exasperation, really? After all you've commended to summon this aggravating spirit of the other world? "I've done all the requirements. At least send me one demon." You negotiated, truthfully, you're not even positive that he would mull over your request.

"What? Did you think when you use a spell like that you'll summon the king of the demons? Foolish indeed." He mumbled, snapping his fingers to make the journal disappear. "Believe it or not, I feel as though this wasn't your first time."

"It's not."

"Then how many times have you done this? Answer that and I might think about your offer." He proposed, crossing his arms while waiting for you patiently. What is he? A blessing from above? Clearly not, but he does come close. Why would he be interested in how many times you've made an effort of summoning a demon to graduate your school? It's not like it's a vital aspect.

"Around 297 times." You responded nonchalantly, at this point, you're not even ashamed. Your talent was never in the summoning section of magic that's for sure. But you had to be in that course because of someone.

"Damn sis how old are you again?" He seemed genuinely stunned by your answer, faltering his tranquil personality a little. You grunted, pulling up a bottle of salt and flinging some at him. Successfully earning a hiss from him.

"Never ask a woman her age." You reminded. "Another reminder that I am half-fae. I may not be fully immortal, but I come close to one."

"Oh yeah, forgot about that part. Why didn't you remind me sooner?" He hissed when you threw it again. "You never told me, dumbass." You defended. Seeing him making gestures for you to throw away the salt makes you want to crack up at his priceless face, who's in control now, biggus dickus?

"Alright, so what about it? Do you want to send me a demon?" You pocketed the bottle to his pleasure. He took a step onward, still keeping his distance on you. "Well, now that you told me you're half-fae. I might as well send you someone from the same species, sounds great?"

"I'm pretty sure my family's the last generation of faes, so don't pull a kokichi ouma on me."

"Who is this kokichi ouma- nevertheless, I did mention to you that you used a spell to summon someone from another dimension, it's a possibility that there's still a hoard of those creatures out there, missy."

You let out a sigh, "You're right, I guess."

He scoffed, a proud look displaying over his face. You swore if he was a comical character his nose would be as lengthy as chopsticks stacked together now. "I'm always right."

"Sure you are." You dripped with sarcasm, turning around to look at the summoning circle. The blood was smudging the wooden floor by now, considering this was your nth try at summoning a demon. He clicked his tongue, "Fine. I'll summon him now."

"It's a he? That'll be a problem." You spoke, twitching from the memory of hanging out with the male faes from your family. Good lord were they hyperactive and waggish. It's like having a bunch of kokichi oumas from that one franchise running amok and causing havoc.

"He's a little old, possibly older than you that is. So I don't think he'll be immature."

"That's very reassuring."

"You want him or nah? Missy, I don't have all the time in the world." He rolled his eyes, staring at his nonexistent watch. You nodded, you do at least want one person to accompany you. It does get a little lonely if you're living in a cottage in the middle of narnia. All you could see was the tree and animals, at least they do not bore you. Well, sometimes they do, other times just don't.

Sadly, you seldom see people pass by due to the rumor going around about your mansion being home to a human-eating witch.

Honestly, what do they take you for? Can someone as gorgeous and sexy as yo-

Okay, stop.

Yes, you hardly go out because you can just summon food with your spell, but that doesn't mean they could call you a human-eating witch for that justification. Enough of you venting, you completely zoned out at his question. In which, you asked if he could repeat it.

He sighed, "Why do you even need a demon, though?"

"I needed a friend."

"WHAT-"

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