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Stay tuned at the end for an important message!

"Yes, I know I can come home anytime, Dad."

    

A sigh came from the other end of the phone.

    

The blue rooster demon in a robe sighed, leaning back against his chair. "Yes, I know I've said it a hundred times- but I'm gonna miss you, Cosmo!"

    

A sigh. "I am gonna miss you too, Dad, but no one on Lust wants to go to therapy- they would rather do the drugs."

    

Asmodeus shrugged. "I meannnnnnn.... we don't exactly attract the most patient people, to be fair." He chuckled. "Instant gratification is kinda the thing here."

    

His son, the blue and green colored rooster, chuckled. "I know, Dad." On his end, he glanced up to point at something. "That way, Vinny."

    

Ozzie continued. "Anyway, why are you doing this whole thing with Char's place?"

   

"Because the girl was there after one too many in vino veritas, and now I owe her. Plus, for some reason, everyone else automatically assumes I'm a sex therapist."

  

A beat. Cosmo glanced back. "Stop laughing, Sybelle!"

    

Ozzie snorted. "So long as it makes ya happy, kid."

The Deadly Sin started brushing his feathers. "You're gonna be staying with your partner and their kid at that hotel place, right? ...here's hoping those sinners aren't too wild."

   

Cosmo stuck his tongue out at the passenger in the back. "Yes... well... Angel Dust has participated in a turf war."

    

Ozzie sat up immediately. "Oh! Angel!! I love that guy!"

    

"Yes, Dad, and no, I am not getting an autograph for Fizz."

    

A distant "aww man!" could be heard on the other end.

    

Cosmo squinted. "Am I on speaker!?!"

    

His father chuckled. "Maybe..."

    

The Sin of Lust glanced across the room. "And there go his hopes and dreams."

    

"Oh please, that little imp of yours has had more hopes and dreams come true than most could ever imagine!"

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