When you and Zeldris arrive back at your apartment, you grab your salt hula hoop, set out some cake you made yesterday morning and...
Holy shit!
You made this cake yesterday morning.
It feels like a week ago but it's only been twenty-four hours.
You've had twenty-four hours of weirdness.
And you knew it would only get weirder.
You boil water for tea while Zeldris hovers... metaphorically.
Can he actually hover?
You know Pazuzu can.
You haven't seen Zeldris hover... yet... if he can.
You grab the tea box. You found it at an antique shop a few years ago and liked the dark stain of the wood, the pretty night sky made of stained-glass that decorated the lid, and the dark-green interior made of velvety fabric.
"Do you want some cake?" you ask.
"No, thanks."
You shrug and set your offerings for Pazuzu on the table next to the ouija board.
You light some incense.
Zeldris looks amused for some reason. You invite him into the salt circle made by the hula hoop. It's one of the really big dollar store ones. After you bought it, you filled it with salt, painted it black, and glued more salt to the outside.
Apparently demons can go into salt circles if they're invited. Zeldris is the first one you've allowed into the hula hoop.
Looking very official, you place your hands on the planchette and Zeldris does the same.
He seems to be expecting some sort of polite greeting on whichever end speaks first.
Instead you shout: "Hey Pazuzu!"
Zeldris jumps.
Instantly, you hear the dark voice of your friend on the other side. "What?" he says.
"You want some cake?"
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The Graveyard (Zeldris x Female Reader)
Fanfiction(AU) You just wanted a nice relaxing beach day but nooooooo you had to get kidnapped by a cult and sacrificed to a demon prince. You're not dead. That's a start. But you would definitely prefer not to be naked. Stupid cults with their stupid rituals...
