Ryan was organizing, correction, re-organizing books as an OCD fairy had decided to set them to his taste by color coding the entire U.S. history section. The Cold War part one was next to Bacons Rebellion and The History of Battles in W.W.1 was found in the romance section, for the life of him he couldn't figure out why.
The fairy just looked at him indifferently and said, "The shade matches". . . .
He groaned squeezing the bridge of his snout... Yeah, yeah that figures, he thought. He then started snickering, thinking about if he just let it as is.
"What the fluff does that even mean, ser-", he didn't finish as he suddenly felt a familiar tingle. He identified it as a summoner calling upon. Due to his history, he guessed the summoner or summoners either wanted power money or he was being summoned by accident. Which actually happens to demons more often than thought. He knew what was about to happen so he jogged over to Shelby.
"Hey lock up early today please and I'll be back as soon as possible," he snapped his fingers and winked as a bright red light swallowed him in a flash comparable to a small firework.
Shelby looked at the spot where Ryan had been, or tried to as most of her vision was just colored spots. Blinking away said spots, Shelby then realized she had to run the store by herself with no one to vent on or complain to.
"Well shit," she said still blinking. She knew full well he had done that on purpose.
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The Demons Collection
FantasyIt's about a book store in hell, with the owner Ryan your friendly neighborhood demon and the various interactions with the different deity's from various religions or mythological history. A room mate who's literally fear itself, his best friend i...
