It took me a few hours, but I finally managed to change back to human.
"Well done!" Lucifer exclaimed, reappearing.
"The hell?!" I shouted, "I thought you left!"
"I did, but I can speak to all my minions through telepathy," He explained, "And I can also appear to them as a hallucination. I'm basically your imaginary friend!"
"Great. Most people have an angel as their co-pilot, I have the Creator of Sin," I groaned.
"Well I used to be an angel, does that count?" He smirked. God this was gonna suck, "I don't think I'm that bad."
"How are you reading my mind?" I demanded.
"Isn't it obvious?" Lucifer asked innocently.
"If it was, I wouldn't have asked," I snarked.
"Eh, fair enough. I'm in your head. You know what else is in your head?" He chided, "Your thoughts"
I rolled my eyes and walked over to my computer and began researching the Vatican. Yeah, exciting right? I just got my soul back, and the first thing I do is research. Livin' la vida loca alright.
[TIME LAPSE OF AMAZING RESEARCH]
"So get this," Lucifer starts, "The Vatican is the smallest country, AND has the smallest population,"
"Great," I said sarcastically, "How does that help me corrupt the pope again? Oh wait, it doesn't,"
"Geez, I'm just trying to lighten the mood," Lucifer said, feigning hurt.
"We've been doing this for three hours. The only thing that could lighten the mood is you finding something I can use to accomplish your stupid favor," I snipped. I couldn't tell if it was the lack of sleep or the fact that Satan was riding shotgun in my head but I was getting angrier by the second.
"I vote lack of sleep. And also if you wanted my help getting in you could have just asked," He replied.
"You mean you could've just told me how to get in?" I asked annoyed.
"Well yeah. Hellooooo, Fallen Angel. I still know a few tricks from the good old days when dear old dad actually cared about me. You know before making me the villain of his idiotic book that "believers" mis-quote all the time," Lucifer revealed. I don't know what I got more annoyed with: The fact that I'd just wasted three hours of my new life, or the fact that he was still being snarky and sarcastic with me.
"WHY DID YOU LET ME WASTE THE PAST THREE HOURS THEN?!" I screamed.
"Fun, mostly. Besides once we enter the Vatican your connection to your demon form will be severed which means we won't be able to have these lovely chats," He said, obviously bored.
"I hate you," I mumbled.
"Most people do," He beamed.
And then work on the plan began.
(A/N): So yeah, new part's out. Please let me know what you guys think. Sorry if it's too short. Hope y'all enjoy Lucifer's snarkiness :D
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Satan Sells me my Soul
ParanormalA man sold his soul to Lucifer. Now Lucifer's willing to make a deal and give him his soul back but he needs to do Lucifer a favor.
