king dice x reader x devil

oh shit part 2

Yn: Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!- oof!

You slide slid down the Landry shoot tossing and turning until you got to a bright room and luckily landed on a cart of clean pool towels...

Yn: welp that still fucking hurt but at least I didn't land in rarity ass underwear.

Imp: um... what the hell?

You got spotted by one of the imps that was pushing the cart you were in.

Yn: aww shit.... look I can explai-

Imp: bitch, you know what fuck it I'm bored, where do you need me to push you?

He sounded so done! You almost laughed but you decided not to and tried to keep your composure.

Yn: *slight chuckle* ok- okay... can you take me somewhere hidden?

Imp: girrrrllll!... I gotchu!

And with that you were being pushed by a mini devil in a laundry cart full of towels by a little mini devil, taking you to who knows where...

Imp: so what are you hiding from anyway?

Yn: it's a long story but I guess to put it shortly, I've got a drunken dice after me and I'm not in the mood for a drunken argument...

Imp: ...damn you've really got a hate dice to go through this amount of effort, just to avoid an "argument"

Yn:... well that isn't the only reason... but I prefer to just let him wear himself out... it's much better for both of us this way.

The imp just stopped and looked at you with concern in his eyes.

Imp: you seem scared... did he do something to you or-

Yn: no!... I didn't want to say it but dice he...

You started to look down in embarrassment as you yet again explain your situation as he pushes you to different halls in the casino... You didn't know why but for some reason you trusted this imp, of course, this isn't the first time you've seen the imps. The imps were like the little janitors or secretaries in the casino, but sometimes when the devil isn't looking they like to play pranks on anyone with they're guard down... but for some reason, the imps seem to never care too much for you, if anything they would hardly even interact with you. You suspected that it was cause you didn't stand out that much but then again if the imps didn't care about you why would this one be so interested in your situation... once you were done explaining the imp grew wings and carried the cart through a window.

Imp: hold on tight!

Yn: w- whoa! Where the hell are you taking me!

Imp: somewhere dice wouldn't touch you with a ten-foot pole.

He took high up in the sky flying as fast as a car! You held on tight to the sides of the cart until he flew swiftly through a cave that leads to isle 3... ink well city... You've only ever had to go the city to go to bars or shopping, but never have you ever seen it from this height and since it was night time, the moon was up and full as the city lights collided perfectly with the stars. It was beautiful...You began to calm down as you let yourself just sink into the environment around you.

Yn: this... this is fucking awesome!

Imp: hehe yeah sometimes I come out here on my breaks.

Yn: and I can see why... so do you have a name, my imp dude?

Imp:... a name?

Wait does he not have a name?!

Yn: well is there anything I can call you?... well that is if you want me to call you anything.

He started to think hard about it for a bit as he was flying until he had the "Oh shit I got it face"

Imp: dude...

Yn: yeah...?

Imp: no- I mean... I liked it when you called me dude.

Yn: Oh shit... It perfect! Your name from now on will be "Dude Jude Imp with an Attitude"

Imp: hahaha! The hell do you come up with this shit?

Yn: well how do you know where we're going?

Imp: cause we are almost there!

And with that said he immediately dives down fast towards... a red cubed building? It took you a while to realize that it was one of dice's old check point's. Apparently he doesn't like going there because of the mob of people who've egged it over the last few years, after this whole thing about some cup bros legit beat the devil in his own game!... at least that's what you heard from wheezy, And from the looks of it he wasn't wrong. The dice house was beaten up and had a crack on it and had a bunch of vines/weeds growing all over it. In all honesty, you were more afraid of the house than dice... but then again he did somewhat violate you and besides it's not like you have to stay at the die house. Hell, you could probably stay at a cheap hotel somewhere and dice would be none the wiser.

Yn: do I have to stay here? I get why he wouldn't want to come here but-

Imp: Oh, this isn't just to hide from dice...

Yn: what?

Imp: well...

The Imp lands in front of the door of the die house and explains while he uses his claw to pick the lock.

Imp: the devil still owns you in a way...

The hell is he talking about?

Yn: but I can walk around freely! Hell, I could probably run away and call it a sick day and he would care less about it.

Imp: you have no clue what he's planning now do you.

He says as he opens the door.