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A SHORT EXCERPT OF UNHOLY PROPORTIONS!
"You? You are going to help me? Are you feeling unwell, dear?" The demon visibly winced he hated it when he used the 'dear' noun. He didn't respond for awhile mulling over this whole thing in his head. also because the angel's expression was precious, demons always had rebuttals for such instances and yet he was lacking in a snide rebuttal for the 'dear' term and for the large assumption that he was going to help in general therefore, it was entirely unnatural for him to be acting this way hence the priceless expression on the angel's face. Finally he cleared his throat and broke the silence which seemed to have lasted for ten whole years fortunately it was only ten seconds.
"Er...well, maybe? I mean this s**t is pretty big angel. I mean really, really, really big. Like hell hath fury and apocalyptic big," the angel merely regarded the other like he had donned his natural skin and therefore had two horns jutting out of his head and black feathered wings attached to his back.
"You think it's that bad, hm?" The demon shrugged in his usual nonchalant laid-back manner, "Well. It sure as s**t ain't small sweet heart."
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