A Demonic Dance

Demonic Shorts #1

BRO 40k THATS INSAAAAAINE

So basically these are just gunna be random short off things to the main story, none of them will really be cannon to the book or it's story lines, they are just some self indulgent things I wanted to write and requests I really wanted to get into the book but couldn't.

This fucking stunning idea was given to me by FuntimeFreaksXD here and  on ao3 and I just like had to do it, wondering how Demons would react to Christmas

You can expect like 4 of these, they'll be coming out hopefully once a week now I've got my act together, ans if I ever just write more I'll update them as I go, so enjoy!

If you have any ideas to little spin off stories for the book then comment them ans who knows, maybe it'll get written 😳😏😩

Also if I don't stick to update schedule, well, I got no damn excuse cuz ya girl is in COVID isolation and has all the time in the world (dw I'm fine I sat next so someone that got it but I've currently had 7 days of negative tests)

Happy reading

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Background info: these bitches me in love, it's December, ya boy ain't dead. Because that would make shit nothin sense

Title: Merry Christmas 

Christmas.

It was a big thing among most humans: Christmas trees, lights, presents and everything else of the sort.

It brought a sort of angelic spirit to everyone in its path, spreading joy and laughter and happiness and cheer.

George loved Christmas. In the early days he would always spend it with his family; squabbling with Leah when she got more presents than him or laughing at her when she got less.

He got his first computer on Christmas. It was a really crappy one from his grandma but it did the job. To be honest it was the thing that really enabled him to start coding and playing Minecraft.

Even when it was crappy as hell.

His most recent Christmases had been logged into a server with Sapnap's screaming voice in his ears or coding for a Christmas mod in front of his eyes.

This Christmas would be different, however. This Christmas he would spend with Dream, curled away from the cold under thick layers of blankets and lighting up the living room with colourful lights.

Getting the Christmas tree itself was surely an experience, with it being the first time Dream had ever really experienced Christmas and all for 400 years.

They'd gone into the center of Brighton about a week and a half into December, looking around the shops for decorations and things alike.

To put it simply, Dream was rather confused about the whole thing.

"Wait, so why do we need... UK 50 LED Battery Micro Rice Wire Copper Fairy String Lights Party White?" The demon questioned, leaning over at their shopping cart to read the label off one of the boxes of lights with visible confusion.

"Because it's a necessity Dream?"

"Really?"

"Yes!" George replied with a sigh, shaking his head as they continued walking around the shop. The whole place- and most of Brighton in general -was all done up tip to toe in snowmen, Christmas lights, and festive things for the holiday, the smaller enjoying Dream's annoyance as he had to duck under hanging snowflakes and other paper cutouts.