An unexpected turn of events surfaces in Hell one fateful day, when the romance between the devil and a dice bore fruit. A beautiful baby girl makes his heart grow softer, in yet twisted ways. When Cocoa gets taken away, however, the devil swears to...
Daddy Dice sat uneased, and indecisively at his desk with a paper that read:
School Applications
On top, alongside the acceptance letter from the admissions office, which had the pentagram seal on it.
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In his mind, he went back and forth on his decisions. A part of him didn't want to send me there, whereas the other part of him wanted to. This frustrated him to no end, and he needed a second opinion on the matter. Thus, he concluded that he needed his boyfriend, and boss the Devil, to help with his decision. The two agreed to send me to this "School of Demons" (partially because somehow Lucifer thought it might somehow be a good idea to keep me away from the twins I had a crush on).
"It's settled then," Satan announced, "we are sending her to school!"
For me, it went about as well, as you might expect...
"HE'S SENDING YOU TO WHERE?!" Exclaimed the brothers, and Ms. Chalice.
I tried to seem excited, to not make them worry, but that wasn't meant to be, I can absolutely tell.
"Yes, they're sending me to this school located on Inkwell's fourth island.
Chalice floated my way, with a folorn smile.
" I guess you can at least count your blessings on that because I know a bakery in that part of that Isle."
Curiosity got hold of me.
"What bakery?"
Chalice went on to explain, that bakery was owned by the most talented chef in all the land, as known as Chef Saltbaker. People come from miles around to indulge themselves to his delicious treats.
"Hopefully, he will muster the famous Wondertart, so I can have my life back!" Ms. Chalice added, with hope, " Plus, you already got the first ingredient which is, the Distillery Dough."
"Yeah, Cocoa, in the meantime you can gather the rest of the ingredients so Saltbaker could bake Chalice's tart."
I checked my time on my wristwatch that was under my black sleeve.
" Gadzooks! I better get going!" I exclaimed before I snapped my fingers and changed into my new black cleavage dress.
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