𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓; 𝐇.𝐁.

𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐒

chapter two

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Both of your footsteps clacked, the everyday surroundings of hell going through one ear and out the other. Sounds of sirens and screaming being heard in every corner of your hearing barely even registered. Your regular conscience started to be replaced by a sleepy state of mind as you felt your eyelids drooping, threatening to fall.

You yawned, your eyes blinking and starting to wander around the streets out of pure boredom. They landed on a billboard above, your pupils narrowing slightly to get a closer look at it. Not only was the terrible spelling familiar, but also the face that came with it. No fucking way...you thought as a light scoff left your lips.

Hanging above, stood a billboard of Blitzø grinning, words reading:

Goat an asshole in the Living Worlds?! Come to I am Pee!!!?? Make sure you put this sign the rite side. Dont fuck this up. Also payment may take a couple weeks because it cums in the mail. - SPEECH TO TEXT - Blitzo

You supposed you had been staring a little too long because Callist soon tapped your shoulder asking, "What are you looking at?"

You turned your gaze back to the billboard, pointing at it with your index finger, making his gaze follow where yours was. "Remember my old friend Blitzo? Apparently he made a name for himself." you said, cracking the tiniest glimpse of a smile as you looked at him.

He hummed in response. "Heard he kills the mortals for cash. Maybe he's hiring?" He turned to face you, the soft smile that was there before being replaced by a wide enthusiastic grin in its wake. "Don't...don't give me that look."

"What look?" you beamed, eyes crinkling a little as a sign further confirming his suspicions.

"That look that says you're probably going to do something you're about to regret." he cocked an eyebrow, eyeing you. "Or something I'm going to hate being involved in. Probably both."

Here, you laughed, a joyous resounding noise that only encouraged the wide grin on your face to turn upward more. "Oh Callist, you really know how to make a demon chuckle! To answer your question, it's probably the third option." you wrapped your arm around his shoulder, pulling him closer and nuzzling your cheek softly against his. "After all, what's the problem in visiting old friends?"

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You clenched your fists, knocking on the door as your eyes glancing downward to see a little note saying:

meeting in progress :)

You rocked on your heels patiently as you waited, your hands clasping behind your back. Your gaze quickly rose up to hear some shuffling on the other side.

"Fuck off, we're busy." a voice replied rudely. You raised an eyebrow midway through the person's words. "A bit of a rude response considering you haven't seen me in years Blitzo." you spoke back, a slight tone of sharp attitude.

You heard what could only be described as a mixture of a confused and angry noise, and some footsteps behind the door. The door creaked, opening fully to reveal a short imp which made you had to look down at. He grazed a suit, familiar big horns above his head and a curved red tail. A harsh glare was seen in his eyes, a frown on his lips before his eyes widened huge, his mouth agape slightly.

"Y/n?" he exclaimed in shock. "What-" He got cut off by your arms wrapping around him in a tight hug, you humming happily. His eyes widened even more, before deadpanning into a glare again. He felt blood rushing to his cheeks in a heat of anger and embarrassment.