Inspired by Stanzi
Abaddon the crazy freak
Joanne the lazy assistant
Satan the self-employed customer service
Ezekiel the gayest of them all
Denise the dedicated secretary
God the dude who's highly unstable
The tree, also known as the unemployed therapist
Satan's love
Satan was exhausted. As he laid back down on his burgundy leather couch, he pondered over his life, and how it had come to be so torturous; so twisted. And as his eyes fluttered open, they began to linger on the small ornament that sat on the far right-hand side of his office: so vividly iridescent that it was almost blinding, but not sore to the eye.
As Satan was scouting the borders, he tripped up on a minuscule object, so small to the eye. Surprisingly, it hadn't been squashed, as he had picked up his feet quick enough so that it hadn't been trampled. And as he laid his eyes on it, he thought that it was oh-so-very beautiful and that he must have it for himself to keep. However, up in the castle of heaven, God was weeping and mourning the loss of his tree. Tears speared and stung his eyes, and poured out like a river; swollen, red, and holding a cold, dead look.
But he couldn't rest for long, as his crushing thoughts still swarmed his brain, like ants on a hill. All he could see was the face of his one-and-only love, with disappointment scarred along his pale skin, eyes oozing resentment, and his mouth carved into a ferocious grimace. Nonetheless, he was still absolutely adorable. He spoke to the tree about this, even though he knew there would be no response. He told him about how the war was never his fault. That he just wanted to be friends with Adam and Eve and didn't realise that God didn't want them to know; to know about evil and misery, but it was already too late. God had seen what he had done and had hated him ever since, unknowing of the truth. So, he decided. He would mend their relationship. Proceeding with his plan, he called his most trusted friends and colleagues, Joanne, and Abaddon. They had discussed the problem and pondered deeply over what to do. The tree then began to speak, along with gaping mouths – almost catching flies - and agreed to assist them. And then the mentally deranged Abaddon came up with the most ludicrous idea: to make Satan get captured. And the tree agreed. He knew of what was to come. No matter how many times Joanne tried to contradict the idea, Lucifer believed in it. He was certain. And soon enough, he was seated in the castle, with God by his side...
All you could hear was the clinking and tapping of the shining cups and shimmering, iridescent silverware. The devil was dining with God by his side. Even though he was evil in the flesh, he still had to be treated with respect, as the ruler and lord of hell. However, peace couldn't last, for their dinner was soon interrupted by the obscenely prudent Ezekiel and assistant Denise. And with the overly dramatic swinging of the oak doors, and with defining words, Ezekiel shouted, "I can't stand being around you two any longer, I understand that you have intertwined pasts, but can't you just push them past you and be together already! It's obvious that you're both in love!" And as they looked into each other's eyes, they realised that they were destined to be together. Lost by God and found by Satan, was the first gift of Satan: the tree that had brought them together.
