Satan gave a huge yawn, wrapping the silk sheets around himself more. His bed was more comfortable than usual, and he was glad that he had ordered one of the demons to wash them daily now. Although the demon probably hated his guts, it was much better then washing them every other day. Maybe he'd ask someone to start scenting them as well. His tail flicked lazily and curled itself under and out of the sheet, the only sign that he was awake.
Rolling over and nearly falling off his bed, a red arm dangled over the side as a smile washed over his features. This was how he was suppose to spend every day, at ease and comfortable in his Hell. A small tug on one of his fingers replaced his smile with a frown. He opened his eyes and peered over the edge of the bed, spotting a small dark clump of something. He poked at it and it separated like dust would in a liquid state, sparkling ever so lightly. Another tail flick was followed by a swat of the thing, and a bellow for someone to come in and get it out.
The dark blotch of dust-like particles scattered and moved, almost hovering, to the top of the bed before regrouping. A mouth opened and shapes that looked like eyes blinked slowly. A tail, much like Satan's, formed quickly and seemed to grow right out of the air. It flicked and curled and did everything that a tail could possible do. After one more bellow for someone to come and get the thing out of his sleeping chambers, a demon burst through the door to see the thing split apart again and whisk itself out of the room. The underlord leapt form his bed and shoved passed the demon, attempting to stable her before he dashed off again.
Satan arrived in the main room with just enough time to spot many little black specks about the room. The particles spread out and tucked themselves into various hiding places, some in the flames that licked at the ground, some behind the few rocks that were scattered across his Hell. He sighed slowly and realized there was no way he could easily removed the thing from his home. The red beast sat down against a wall, exhausted as the spurt of adrenaline he had received died down into sleepiness. Yawning and curling up in a ball on the floor, Satan only briefly heard the pop and ahhh that sounded next to him.
A confused demon a bit further away from him sorted out who had disappeared with a: "God?"
