Owooooooooo!
Who goes there?!
Welcome mortal, to my home. How might I serve you?
A story, you say? Well, such a request will have no tr-
Oh. I see. Another one of the Devil's marionettes.
I swear. If he wants my soul back so badly, the madman can take it himself!
Yeah? You're not here to turn me in? Pff. And I'm Snow White.
Well, since you're so determined to get a story...
There's this thing about being a Genie. You get infinite power beyond anyone's wildest dreams, but not much space to keep it in. You only make deals with a goal in mind. My goal?
Freedom. I was done being tied up to my lamp for anyone's beck and call.
Heh.
And so, here I was, trying anything imaginable when this shady lookin' fella walked up. He had this...smile. He offered to help me out of there, holding out his hand. I took it, and the man pulled me out of the lamp.
He shook my hand and explained, "Y'know, this situation isn't permanent. How about..." He gave me a quill and a piece of paper to sign. I wanted to read the fine print, but he was impatient and took it away right after I signed.
I should've known what kind of chains I was putting myself into.
I pulled some magic, however, and put it in my hat before it could reach the office. The devil never even knew until he had gotten back to that casino I'll never step foot into.
At least, that's what I assumed happened.
Well, that's my story. Not much else to it. And with that, the curtain has been drawn.
And remember. Not one word leaves this place, y'hear me?
HA HA HA!
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Dealin' With The Devil
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