Chapter 2 – Averitia's Cupcakes
“Avaritia, please feel sorry for me, I need food! I have become like a skeleton!” Gula said with tears rolling down his cheek.
“And what kind of Princess of hell would that make me be? The good one? Damn right, you’re not eating for another day” Avaritia said pushing him back on her green lined bed.
“My weewee is so fucking dry, you’re gonna kill it! I don’t want to die! Please have mercy with me, my love,” he cried.
“What have gotten into you, you have become so soft! Mercy? Love? What the fuck does love have to do with shit? I am Avaritia, the great princess of hell and the mistress of greed! And by the way - you can’t fucking die, you pig!” She said, her voice booming with anger but was soon calmed when she saw the sight of Gula with his sexy four pack.
She softened, “Fine, we take an hour break. I need a damn shower” she got off of him.
Gula released the breath that he had been holding. Freedom, here I come! He got off of the bed and took a green silk sheet that belonged to Averitia to cover his groin. He ran outside while holding the sheet with one hand and jumping around like a five year old girl at the same time. Food. Food. Food. Where are you my puppets? I need food and soul! He needed to strengthen himself, therefore he needed a piece soul. The others hardly let Gula pay a visit to the human world as he would always accidentally suck the human’s soul dry. But now that no one was around, there was nothing that could stop him. His minions are working too slow, he needed to get more minions than his small stupid idiot ones.
Nimis! Show me the sight of Nimis, he commanded his brain. Instantly he could see Nimis, who was sitting down on the floor, crying louder than he had in the bedroom.
“Retard, none of you stupid fella had come upon me to give me pieces of souls, I need my strength! And what had fallen upon you?” His voice filled with domination. He was after all pissed at his minions. Stupid minions. Fucked up shit that they are, good for nothing. Fucking pain in the ass! I need to get better minions! Perhaps Luxuria would let me have the share of Lilith as well.
“Master! I’m sorry to seem so vulnerable at your presence. What could I do for you?” Nimis asked as he got up over too quickly. The sudden movement had lifted the end of the short white gown-robe like and Gula could see Nimis’s small jewel.
“Nimis! Why don’t you wear a freaking underwear? Are you undergoing some transsexual surgery? You want to be a girl, perhaps? Do not worry and don’t go under any surgery, they’re dangerous. I have seen so many failed surgeries over the years. I could use my power to make you a girl instead” He blabbered. Nimis’ eyes widen with shock and fear, he didn’t want to be a girl. He was happy by being a guy, well except for his jewel size, but he was now thankful that he had one.
“No master! I am happy with my gender.” he quickly said. He then added, "Master, of course I could not wear a freaking underwear, they would freak me out!"
“Then why the fudge are you wearing a fucking dress?” Gula asked, ignoring his questions.
“Master, this is not a fudge dress nor a fucking dress. This is a short robe, like the long one that you used to wear, but this had become the fashion now.” he answered and then mumbled softly to himself, “If I have had fudge, I would fucking eat it and not wear it as a fucking dress”.
Gula heard his what Nimis had said to himself and rolled his eyes, but then he started to think at what Nimis had said. The trend of fashion nowadays. It was quite weird but he liked following the trend. His train of thoughts was dismissed as Nimis repeatedly calling him. “Master”, “Master”, “Master”.
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