Hey There Demons, It's Me, Ya Boy

15: Don't Threaten Me With A Good Time

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You love Diavolo so fucking much.

"Technically, this is not illegal... as long as they don't find out we're the one who did this," You nod, "The only crime worthy crap about this, is the fact it's almost curfew."

"Plus, stealing two surfboards, three food trays, and destruction of property," Diavolo adds.

The perks of Diavolo having teleportation powers, was that you wouldn't accidentally trigger an alarm trying to break into places.

The downfall was that you couldn't show off your lock picking skills. Leviathan seemed to be bummed out about that, too.

But you have to give Diavolo credit: his idea wasn't as lame as you thought it was going to be. In fact, this was going to be fucking poggers.

You wave your hand dismissively, "Yeah, but we steal shit all the time."

"We do?" Satan furrows his eyebrows.

Beelzebub has not stolen anything in his long, long life: "Mhm!"

There was a (semi-huge) fight beforehand deciding who would get to ride with you on one of the surfboards. Again, another attempt from this universe trying to make you a Main Character.

So, you made Diavolo get you, Leviathan, and Satan big food trays from a restaurant nearby. Since you three were small enough to use those, Beelzebub and Diavolo were going to use the surfboards.

You felt bad to do that to them, and you wish there was a way for you to share something big enough for you to go together. But alas, it was a small sacrifice to pay for salvation.

Also, you guys were still in your onesies because you said it'd be "hella funny". Not really important to the story, but it is.

"Alright! Diavolo, explode the fire hydrant!"

"Really? Right now?" Beelzebub asks.

You nod, "We need the water running long enough so it floods, but not really, you know? We just need enough water so that we can actually slide down."

Diavolo grins as he pulls his sleeve back, "I'm on it!"

Reaching his hand towards the hydrant at the top of the hill, the soon-to-be Demon King charges a Magical Attack™ in his hand, aiming straight towards it.

BOOM!!

PSSHH!!

The fire hydrant is no more, and the water shoots out from the ground! It was surprisingly cold, and the water was clear too. Despite it being night 24/7, the water felt refreshing.

There were a few houses nearby, but not so close that they'd be drenched in water. Maybe just a light sprinkle on their lawns. A few demons that lived in the area looked out their windows to see who did that piece of shit move before-wait.

Now it's past curfew.

"The real question is..." You pause from dramatic effect, propping the tray against your hip, "are you sure this road is steep enough?"

You look down at the fuck-ass hill you were all on. It looked almost terrifying, you wonder why they made this a main road.

Beelzebub nods, "Yep. My coach would make us run up and down this hill at least twice a week. It usually takes us 15 minutes to go up and down because of how steep it is."

"This is gonna be so fucking cool!" You cheer, "Are you guys excited??"

Diavolo tries to look enthusiastic, "Uh...!"