"I'm here boss!" I yell entering.
"Ah! Finally! Did you bring the wings?" He asks.
"Double fried rings with extra hot sauce and garlic." I place it down.
"Ahh yes. Wait, what about the sauce?" He asks.
I hold up a cup.
"Honey mustard." I say.
He grabs them and start eating them.
"Uh sir?" I ask.
"What now?" He looks at me.
"My tip." I reach out my hand.
"Oh right. Well here's the tip. You keep doing me favors and I keep your little secret." He says.
I draw back. My eyes flash with anger and shame. I nod and turn.
"Let's see the fucking images you printed for the newspaper." He says.
I nod. I fly forward and give him my camera. He looks at the images and starts laughing.
"Umm... I was wondering if I could expand." I say.
"Hmh?" He asks raising an eyebrow.
"I want to do more then everyday. Maybe take pictures of Earth and-" I start.
"Whoa whoa whoa!" He yells.
He stands up and walks forward.
"Varian you know the rules! We don't interfere too much." He says.
"I know. I won't just take pictures of the drama." I wave my hands.
"I don't know..." He starts.
"Oh please sir! Oh please sir!" I beg.
"Well... convince me." He says.
"Okay. You can make so much more. I'll post you everywhere. Humans will pray more and we get more souls to fuck the demons." I say.
"Hmm. Alright. I'll give you two days to find a good story." He says.
My eyes light up.
"Oh thank you! Thank you!" I yell.
"Okay. Okay. Get the fuck out." He says.
"Yes sir." I bolt out.
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FantasyA young angel comes to the Hazbin Hotel. Varian is not really an angel. He's half and half. Half Angel. Half demon. Gray as he calls it. He's come to Hell for one purpose and one alone. He wants to find his father to ask why he didn't do anything wh...
