Together At Last

Chapter 11

X returned from work, yawning tiredly. He glanced around his apartment. Two was still asleep contently on the couch, but there was no sign of Four.

Was the deity asleep, perhaps?

X opened the door to their bedroom quietly, only to find it empty. X sighed, throwing his bag into a corner and sliding into bed. Oddly enough, his usual night terrors were not present, despite the lack of a certain blue demon.

X shrugged it off, instantaneously falling asleep.

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Four sat in hell, playing Go Fish with Eight and Five.

"So, where have you been Four? Haven't seen you in a while, and that's surprising for someone as immature as you." Five questioned, placing one of their cards down. Four chuckled.

"Wouldn't you like to know, You're just sad that nobody summons you anymore." Four taunted. Five growled at him, earning a warning look from Eight.

"It's not MY fault that people would prefer 'true love' over the kind that I can cast!" Five retorted. Four chuckled, placing down another card.

"Damn right. You should petition to be the deity of something else." Four replied. Five sighed.

"I asked One; they said no." Five reasoned gruffly. Everyone at the table nodded in understanding. If One forbade you from doing something, there was no way around it.

Eight gave a startle blink, ears twitching. "I'm being summoned- again. Someone died. I'll be right back." Eight turned into a dark cloud of smoke, teleporting somewhere in the living world. Four and Five exchanged mischievous glances, both of them shuffling Eight's unattended deck with the draw pile before picking out a new pile.

Eight returned shortly with an odd expression, and was none the wiser of his new deck.

"So, who was the new guy? Seems like he disturbed you." Five noted. Eight hummed.

"It was some cyan little runt who was shot by a burglar. Poor guy saw me and refused to leave. He had a partner and wanted to clean up his own body so that his other would think that he abandoned them." Eight confessed.

"Damn. Ey, somebody put the idea of me into their partner's head, I've been getting bored as of late anyway." Four suggested, leaning back into their chair.

Five scoffed. "Do it yourself dumbass, unless your little pet can do it for you. Where is the green newbie by the way? Still on Earth?"

Four spawned some raw energy, floating the fluid substance over his free hand boredly. "Yep. I am yet to teach him how to teleport, but he'll be insufferable once I do."

"You'll have to eventually, the young one deserves closure to take care of himself." Eight reminded the shorter demon. Four rolled his eyes.

"Yeah yeah, I know-" Four was cut off by some screeching down the hall. Eight sighed.

"Looks like he's materialized." Eight said, a disappointed air surrounding him.

"I'll go check him out. And Five- don't you dare do what we know you will." Four hissed, dropping his cards on the table.

The blue deity made his way down the halls and halls of confinement rooms, in which all the awoken ghosts were either irritated or worried. Four eventually stopped at a cyan room, in which a light blue ghost was curled up.

Small, choked sobs emitted from the soul, and Four sighed.

"Hey, stop crying, you're making everyone else uncomfortable." Four spoke. The ghost froze at his words, lifting its head up to stare wide-eyed at him.

"Four?" The ghost whispered hoarsely.

"That's me. I'm quite popular, aren't I?" Four responded dryly.

The ghost was at the bars in an instant. "Four? How are you here and- what even is this place? And why do you look like that?" The ghost's questions practically flew past Four, but he managed to get some of them.

"I swear to fucking god, everyone pretends to know me these days-" Four mutters. "Hi, I'm Four, a demon who has NEVER met you before, and this is hell. You're fucking dead, dumbass. Deal with it and stop sobbing over your damn girlfriend."

The ghost sputtered a bit at Four's blunt honesty. "Damn, uh, fine. I'm Six, I know I'm dead, I'm NOT a dumbass, and I miss my partner because they're the best thing that has ever happened to me." Six replied.

Four rolled his eyes. "Fucking cheesy ahh shitbag." Four mumbled, shaking his head.

"Hey!" Six shouts, hearing Four's impolite comment.

Four sighs. "I'm leaving. Might stop by later, might not." Six quiets down, nodding with a rueful expression on his face.

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*explodes pancakes with mind*

my fuckin pancakes-

(I don't even like pancakes)

...

guys, I have smth to confess

I pour my milk before my cereal so that I can heat it up in the microwave :(

I'm sowwy guys

:,C

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