Okay. Even I wasn't expecting this. I couldn't imagine being able to hog all that space. The space ha to be at least four stories, slightly off-center and generally...the stupidest waste of time I've seen in my life. This space could've been used for something useful. Not some fat, lazy businessman who feasted off the suffering of others. It disgusted me. Okay, not all businessmen were fat. But it's easier to imagine them being so rather than not. Ella didn't seem at all impressed either. We were both thinking the same thing. We wanted to make life miserable for Mr Whatshisface." I expect both of you to be on your best behavior when you meet the master. He is a good man, and he shouldn't have to tolerate either of you badmouthing him. So keep that tongue still, you hear?" Joy glared at me maliciously, as if I'd destroy her life just by talking. that'd make me incredibly happy. I smiled openly, swallowing back a bout of giggles. That certainly freaked her out. Ella couldn't back her giggles. Now Joy seemed terrified. Well, if she can't cope with us, she'd probably die if we'd brought the rest of the group with us. To be honest, I really miss them. I'm hoping to see them again once we get away from this dump. As we're herded inside, Joy starts talking again, much to our annoyance." This house is a literal masterpiece of architecture, it is. Hard to maintain, but well worth it. The master is well deserving of it, he is. He works hard, he does. And he's good at what he does. This house is in great hands with the butler and, of course, me. You two better hope hard work can cleanse demons, because we don't need your tarnishing souls unleashed upon the spotless place. So please take care to keep yourselves pure in the Lord God's domain." This time neither of us could stop ourselves." You actually-" Ella's sentence was interrupted as a fresh bout of laughter combined with sobbing racked her." Actually believe in the oh so precious Lord God? And I thought we were sad people." I grinned as Joy's face stiffened, her eyes glittering with hatred." So, what you're saying is, you're decided a bunch of 'historic' myths about an ancient power who let his precious son die so that believers could keep doing the bad things and then get rewarded for it with eternal life, while everyone else got shipped off to Hell, under eternal punishment from the fallen angel guy who actually understood how worthless and stupid humans were. I hail Satan, personally." Yep, that about summed it up. Ella was cackling on the ground, and Joy's face with red with rage." YOU DARE!?" I learned one thing from that experience. Joy has Daemonophobia. She can't even slap an innocent demon wannabe. Tormenting her was really fun. I'd literally had to drag Ella to the doorway, and even then our first encounter with the butler started with, "is that child possessed?" We are great with people.
" Compose yourselves, both of you! The master is quick to dismiss foul tongued demons such as yourselves, so remember your manners and only talk when told to. Understood?" She had no idea. " Yes, Mrs Goodwin." We singsonged in unison, all wide eyed innocence and angelic halos. It's no wonder she just about had a heart attack. I sort of liked the idea of being demons. Okay, it wasn't exactly attractive socially, but it was fun to be hated by everyone. I probably sound insane, but it wasn't just me. Ella seemed rather keen on it." Mrs Goodwin, may I ask you a question before we enter?" Mrs Goodwin nodded without turning around. She was busy prepping herself up." Doesn't the master already a wife?" Spot on. Mrs Goodwin fainted seconds after. I was incredibly close to dying from the potential for evil here. Mrs Goodwin couldn't take it. The butler seemed close to breaking after one encounter. And soon, our conquest would be complete. ella sauntered up to the door and knocked." Enter." And so we filed in and stood a few paces away from the ridiculously large desk." Where is Mrs Goodwin?" Beady brown eyes, greying dark hair, pot belly, snub nose. How perfectly suiting of such a man." Mrs Goodwin fainted outside, sir. I asked her about the madam, and she lost it." Is it me, or did his face pale." Er- well, I suppose someone better move her." He reached up and rang a little bell. Almost instantly, a small group of servants carried Mrs Goodwin, shutting the fat twit in with the demons. How smart." Names?" We were thinking the same thing about." Lillith and Abbadon." The man nearly jumped out of his seat. Lillith and Abbadon were just a pair of demons. We liked the names anyway, so why not use them?" Er...age?" Ella tapped her chin with her finger and made big ideas at the wall." I lost count, it feels like forever, really." Ella was letting me build up for the big finale." Former work?" " Torture." Priceless. We did used to have a reputation for torturing the teachers. Now it's my go." Preferred wages?" I smiled at at him like a little ray of sunshine." Souls." Oops. I think he died. Well, maybe I wasn't clear enough. Being allowed to torment the poor souls in this house. I guess I should've asked first.
" Compose yourselves, both of you! The master is quick to dismiss foul tongued demons such as yourselves, so remember your manners and only talk when told to. Understood?" She had no idea. " Yes, Mrs Goodwin." We singsonged in unison, all wide eyed innocence and angelic halos. It's no wonder she just about had a heart attack. I sort of liked the idea of being demons. Okay, it wasn't exactly attractive socially, but it was fun to be hated by everyone. I probably sound insane, but it wasn't just me. Ella seemed rather keen on it." Mrs Goodwin, may I ask you a question before we enter?" Mrs Goodwin nodded without turning around. She was busy prepping herself up." Doesn't the master already a wife?" Spot on. Mrs Goodwin fainted seconds after. I was incredibly close to dying from the potential for evil here. Mrs Goodwin couldn't take it. The butler seemed close to breaking after one encounter. And soon, our conquest would be complete. ella sauntered up to the door and knocked." Enter." And so we filed in and stood a few paces away from the ridiculously large desk." Where is Mrs Goodwin?" Beady brown eyes, greying dark hair, pot belly, snub nose. How perfectly suiting of such a man." Mrs Goodwin fainted outside, sir. I asked her about the madam, and she lost it." Is it me, or did his face pale." Er- well, I suppose someone better move her." He reached up and rang a little bell. Almost instantly, a small group of servants carried Mrs Goodwin, shutting the fat twit in with the demons. How smart." Names?" We were thinking the same thing about." Lillith and Abbadon." The man nearly jumped out of his seat. Lillith and Abbadon were just a pair of demons. We liked the names anyway, so why not use them?" Er...age?" Ella tapped her chin with her finger and made big ideas at the wall." I lost count, it feels like forever, really." Ella was letting me build up for the big finale." Former work?" " Torture." Priceless. We did used to have a reputation for torturing the teachers. Now it's my go." Preferred wages?" I smiled at at him like a little ray of sunshine." Souls." Oops. I think he died. Well, maybe I wasn't clear enough. Being allowed to torment the poor souls in this house. I guess I should've asked first.