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“Where is that brat?” Camio muttered as he flew around the
rocky wastelands of Ente Isla.
The “brat” in question had ran off almost two days ago, and not yet returned, which
worried angered the old bird to no end.
He immediately took off when he found the message the kid had left for him. (He was
going to reach out to Lucifer! Did he have a death wish?!)
The man had been flying since, and despite being skilled at being in the air for long periods of time, he was getting tired.
He decided to take a small break from his search, and landed on the ground to rest in the shadow.
As he looked up to the sun to estimate what time it was, he saw a small figure flying towards him
at a rapid speed.
Lucifer.
He panicked. “What is he doing? Did he spot us? When? Did he kill Satan?”
As he was debating attempting to flee, he noticed the winged boy holding something.
Or rather, someone.
“Satan?” He shouted, shocked at seeing the boy in the demons hands.
When he was in hearing range, the younger demon grinned and shouted; “Hey!!! Look who I
brought with me!”.
“This brat…”, Camio muttered as he looked up at the duo.
As Lucifer landed, the kid jumped out of his grip and ran towards his mentor.
“I told you I could do it! I told you!!” He said with a big, smug smile.
“I’m right here you know” Lucifer said, as he put a hand on his hip.
“That brat came up to me and started yelling about what not. You should really keep a better
eye on him, I almost burned his face off.”
“Satan…” the old bird said as he turned towards the younger demon with a dark aura surrounding him.
“Crap-!” The boy squeaked as he started to sweat.
“You know it really doesn’t matter how I did it right..? I got him to join us! Isn’t that all that matters?” He said as he slowly took a few steps back with his hands raised in front of him.
“HOW COULD YOU BE SO RECKLESS??!” Camio shouted, so loudly it could probably be heard miles away, as Lucifer cackled in the background.
“Owwwww” Satan whined as he rubbed his ears.
“HE COULD’VE KILLED YOU IN LESS THEN A SECOND! WHAT WHERE YOU THINKING JUST
RUNNING UP TO HIM??”
“That’s not-”
“I DON’T CARE IF YOU WERE CERTAIN IT WOULD WORK, IT WAS STUPID AND DANGEROUS!”
“THAT’S NOT WHAT HAPPENED!!” The younger demon shouted.
Camio sighed so hard it blew some sand off the ground. Out of the corner of his eye, he could
see Lucifer looking at them curiously.
“What happened then.” He huffed, focusing his attention on the demon before him.
“I went to the sandy wastelands, and I tried to gain his attention by.. well…” the boy looked anywhere but his mentor’s eyes.
“By what?” Camio said with one brow raised.
“By yelling” Satan said nervously, still avoiding his gaze.
Another loud sigh.
“Whatever. Even if I scold or punish you now, you still got him to listen and agree to joining us, and I highly doubt you would even learn anything from it”.
The young demon looked up in surprise. “So.. I’m not in trouble?..” He said hopefully.
“Not for now at least.” Camio said, slightly smiling as he looked at him.
“Alright,” Lucifer said as he clapped his hands together, “this was very entertaining to watch and all, but I think it’s time we actually do something.”
“That’s right!” Satan said, while grabbing the winged boy by his arm. “I have to tell you all about our new plans!” The younger demon chatted cheerfully while dragging Lucifer along with him, the latter looking very amused by his antics.
“I really hope we’re not going to regret this…” Camio sighed as he followed the odd duo.
…
“YOU TOLD HIM HE COULD KILL YOU IF HE GOT BORED??!!”