I love you, but in the firery pits of hell!

Chapter 1

AN- if you couldn't tell it is once again 3am and I am writing yet another fan fiction. All I can say at this point is enjoy. Ps- watch out for typos it is 3am

Joe's POV

"Larryyyyy?!!!!!!" I yell. But to no avail. Everything is hot and cryptic. I could only describe this setting as complete chaos. Behind a forest fire you could see Darth Vader and perry and the platapus French kissing while one of the pj masks recorded. "Where am I?" I say to myself.

"Hell." I hear someone say behind me. I wip my head to see...

"Howl?!!"

"Hey Joe, I haven't seen you since the wip and nae nae music video screening. How'd you end up here. Oh wait, I know. With a career like that how could you not end up here." He said leaning on a firey tree.

" No this must be a mistake. I am not in hell."

"Then how'd you get here...Joe." He said playing with the 5 hairs up top my head.

"Murr." I said in a depressive relizeation.

"Did somebody call me?" I heard in weak little voice. I looked over to see Murr's head pop out from behind a burning fire station. They had fire stations in hell at one point?

"James Stephan Murray! Glad to see you here too." I said waddling up to him about to do the unthinkable.

But just before I could kill him. "Yeah. The whole gang made it. Isn't that great." Murr said with an evil smile. I was so shocked I forgot about his deeds.

"The buds are here?" I started rapidly looking around for Q and Sal. Especially Q, we had some unfinished business in the living world if you know what I mean.

"Oh their on the elevator, but we have to use the stairs." He said grabbing my shoulders as a hell dog fell on top of howl.

"Howl you good bud?" I call out over Murrs arms.

"I'm not your bud. But hell dogs are cutter than I thought."

"Yeah just don't-" I was cut off,

"Ahhhhhh" howl screamed.

"Give any Japanese Yen (¥) to the dog! God dammit Howl. Have you never read a book. Never give hell hounds foreign currency."

"I didn't give it to him. The money was just on the ground." He explained. I knew exactly what was going on.

"Everybody get down. We're being framed." I yelled out.

"Framed for what?" Murr asked.

"The assassination of Bill!....... Bill Nye. The science guy." I said in a sly cool voice.

"But why do we have to get down?" Murr asked. What a dumbass.

"Stand up Murr. Let's see what happens." I say sarcasticly.

"Ok." Murr said getting up.

"Jesus Christ. Murray get down here." I yell pulling him back down. "Howl can you get us out of here with your furry bird suit."

"Yeah. But it's not a fur suit. It's an advanced ancient spell from planet catmon." He said turning into his disturbing bird form.

"Planet catmon? Sal would love that, you should invite him sometime." I said once more planning something completely evil.

"No wonder your in hell." Murr said under his breath.

"Hey I gave you life and I could so easily take it away." I whispered in a sweet voice to Murr.

"Yes father. Please forgive me." Murr said completely apologetic.

"Hop on." Howl called. Both me and Murr hopped on howls single chicken leg and flew away. "Where are we going." Howl asked.

"To the stairs of course!" I say with a smirk.