Klance Oneshots(HIATUS)

Angel/Demon AU

I changed this au. A lot. Trust me, it's not what you expect. I might make a comic about this actually.

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"Keith Akira Kogane. Status, demon, 21 deca-phoebs old."

"Lance Charles McClain. Status, angel, 19 deca-phoebs old."

The two bowed, and straightened their figures.

Shiro sighed, "Keith, Lance, stop acting so formal."

Lance flinched, and Keith sighed, "Thank, fucking god." Lance was still stiff.

Keith poked Lance in the ribs, "Hey, goody two shoes, relax." Lance flinched, and slowly, but hesitantly relaxed.

Shiro sat down, and rested his chin on his palm.

"Okay, now that I have you two here, surprisingly not fighting, I have a task for you."

Lance looked up at Shiro, "Which one of us?"

"Both of you."

Keith groaned, "Please don't let this be another bonding exercise!" Last time Shiro forced them to do that, they almost burned a whole building down.

"It's not. Well, maybe just a tad, but it's a really important task."

Keith blinked. Once. Twice. When suddenly a mischeivous grin spread across his face.

"Do we get to kill someo-"

"Please tell me we don't have to."

Lance covered Keith's mouth, a look of disgust on his face. He did not want to kill someone.

Shiro chuckled, "What? Heavens no!" He waved that comment off.

Keith groaned, tearing the angel's hand away from his face. "Why not?"

"Because we're not risking it. Today anyway."

Keith laughed, and Lance gagged.
Shiro smiled, "Anyways, I need you two to collect soul contracts. There's a man who won't admit that he dealt with me, and won't turn in his soul."

"Well kill him."

"Keith no-"

"Keith yes-"

"No-"

"Yes-"

"GUYS."

With two audible gulps, the two shut up.

"Thank you. Now," The god looked at the two with a look of hope. "Can you finish the task?"

"Yes sir!"

"Yes sir."

"Well hurry up. I don't have all day."

The demon groaned, and shoved his hands in his pockets, "Alright, see ya' Shiro."

Lance followed hesitantly, keeping up with Keith.

"So, how do you think we're gonna do this?" Asked Keith, "Shiro didn't exactly tell us where to go."

"He mentally gave me the coordinates."

The demon rolled his eyes, "Right. Cause you're his favorite."

Lance snorted, "I am not his favorite. He just trusts me to not forget the coordinates. Besides, you're his little brother."

Keith flicked Lance on the side of the head, making Lance squeak, "What, are you saying that I'll forget the coordinates?"

Rubbing the side of his head, Lance nodded, "Practically. Yes."

Keith scoffed, "Gee, thanks smartass."

Lance giggled, "You're welcome, asshole."

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Well that was interesting. I actually can't wait until I write the second part. Have a nice day. Au revoir mi amigos.