Eleventh Day of Christmas - All Beelzebub meant to do was to fetch his key

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“But I’m not even doing anything!” War exclaimed incredulously. “I swear it’s not my fault.”

Sister Mary didn’t seem to be blaming her, though, and Adam was too busy trying break up the fight to pay her any attention.

“Foul, treacherous spawn from the pit!” Michael roared shaking his struggling victim. “I’ll smite you and exorcise you and banish you back to Hell. And then I’ll tear you limb from limb!”

“No Michael, you won’t,” Adam repeated sternly. “Remember the rules. Put Lord Beelzebub down right now and apologise, or I will have to throw you out of the manor.”

Comments

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[misterbkeele.livejournal.com]

I can hear you, you realize.

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[angelofawesome.livejournal.com]

Yep <3

It's nothing personal. He's a sword-losing nerd. You're a demon. Facts.

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[misterbkeele.livejournal.com]

And you're a prying busybody who apparently spies on people.

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[cattygabriel]

This is what I have had to deal with for millennia. Thank goodness he's apparently found new targets now. Good luck.

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[misterbkeele.livejournal.com]

Wonderful.

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[cattygabriel]

I wish you joy of him. Don't give him sugar at night, keep him away from beehives and let him have chocolate as a treat if he's been good.

[runs away]

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[misterbkeele.livejournal.com]

I see-- wait, what?

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[cattygabriel]

[calls back] And don't let him attack any of the demons or he'll be kicked out of the Manor!

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[angelofawesome.livejournal.com]

Whaaat. He is a sword-losing nerd. And you are a demon. Are those things not true?