A hell of a time

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Charlie pov:

"Can we have a deal, so Cuphead wouldn't loose his soul?"

The Devil looked down at me very unimpressed.

"I'm in too!" Y/N raised their hand.

Mugman silently raised his hand too looking at Cup for a second.

"Well isn't this interesting..." The Devil waved in Cup's way and his soul returned in him. He was no longer a black&white zombie.

Cuphead gasped and yelled: "RUUN!" And started sprinting.

As he ran past me I grabbed his handle stoping him from fleeing. I was not moving my eyes from the devil. With a blank face I said:
"No.. " None of us ran we all just stood there in front of him. What would be the point in running?

The answers is very simple.There is just no point in doing that. It is the literal Devil standing in front of us.

"Very well!" The Devil flicked his fingers.

We have been teleported to his "office"(?). He was sitting on a throne and the four of us were standing in front of him.

"So what would that deal be about you mentioned?" He asks.

I gulp and step ahead.
"I would trade mine." I mean it is my fault after all. I shouldn't be so chill about it.

"What?! Naah bestie you are not doing this!" Y/N said. "If you staying, I'm staying! Or dying. Or whatever state he was in."

Mugman and Cuphead were silent.

The Devil's eyes flashed at them. He raised one eyebrow like 'what do you say about that?'. Cuphead just obviously did not understand what was going on. I mean he was knocked out or something.

Regardless how much he hated doing that, Mugs spoke up: "I don't think that's right... It's not you two's fault that my brother lost his soul..." He said sadly.

"Sooo~?" The Devil asked Mugs.

"I will stay instead of him!" He sounded desperate.

"Absolutely no way! We should have been more careful!" I said. "Or maybe just me. Y/N was worried the whole time... I was tryingto follow the storylineImeanwasdrawingonabench" I said sweat rolling down my face. Man I'm bad at this.

The Devil was getting bored.

"There is a way so technically no one looses their soul." He said giving up on our group finding an actual solution.

The four of us looked at him in confusion. I mean this is the literal Devil for fucks sake. He could just take everyone's soul if he was in the mood.

*sigh* "If you all sign these Contracts-" He flicked his fingers again and a paper appeared in his hand "-than your soul will be my property. But you will still have it in your bodies. And after death you will automatically get to hell and your soul will never see heaven. But no one will have to be a zombie for the rest of their lives."

"That actually sounds pretty good.." I started but..

"And also you will work for me for the rest of your years and if you try to run away I will just take your soul to hell and you will die instantly."

"Yeah that sounds more like the Devil-" Y/N said thinking. "So will our souls technically be ours until death if we stay here?"

"Absolutely!" A voice from behind us could be heard.

"Dice, this really is not the time..." The Devil started as we turned around and seen him.

Y/N froze and was very flustered to say it simply. Simp-

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