Tea, Bitch || England x READER [FINISHED]

17 || Demonic

Angle Arthur and I had a great time. We would use his magic to pull pranks on other countries. Then we go through many dimensions.

Now I'm just minding my own business down in his magic room. So many vials of weird crap and books of who knows what.

I then get a chill down my spine. What the-

"Why, hello, darling~" I turn around to see Arthur with bat wings and horns. He must be a devil right now.

Since I've been in a situation like this I wasn't very phased. But I still wanted to see if they were real.

So I grabbed onto his horns and pulled. Pointy...

"Wha- hey, hey! Hands off!" He swatted my hands away and huffed.

"Since when were you a demon?" I asked.

I guess I'm gonna ask him everytime he goes into a phase or something like that.

"I believe I messed up when I tried to use magic again," Arthur said thoughtfully.

"Again?" I groaned.

"At least I learned something!" He hissed.

"Anyway, what are we gonna do? You're a demon." I said with a bored manner. There has to be something when Arthur is like this.

"We could go to Hell if you want."

"Do you expect me to go through flames?"

"Nah, Hell just has a bunch of ashes. I'll show you." Arthur takes my hand as a demonic shit pentagram appeared under us. Soon we go through it.

Hell really is a bunch of rocks and lava but seems rather inviting without other creatures flying about.

"Hell, mostly described for sinners to spend eternity in agony. But Hell is those who lost their way. Heaven won't accept them so Satan gives them a place in Hell." Arthur explains which I never looked at it that way.

"Wow, so purgatory."

"Correct."

"Mon, ami~!" I hear a French accent.