𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝔻𝕖𝕧𝕚𝕝 𝕂𝕟𝕠𝕨𝕤 𝕎𝕙𝕪

𝕊𝕚𝕩

"My lord I-I-I'm sorry." Sheldon shook. 

Sheldon was a crab demon. He's precise and packages my wealth and drugs. I would never expect this from him. 

"Where did you lose the stone?" I ask. 

"I-I don't remember." Sheldon said. 

"I'll help you jog your memory." I say. 

I lifted him up like a jedi using the force. I reel him in. Sheldon was sweating and shaking. Heh, this should be fun. I move my hand around him. I get to one claw, and I rip it off. I drop the claw that I ripped off on the floor. Sheldon yelled. 

"Remembering now?" I hiss. 

"My lord I-I-I'm sorry." He said. 

"Sorry doesn't change a damn thing." I say ripping off a leg. 

"I-I-I remember!" He yelled. 

I drop him. 

"Go on." I say. 

"I remember leaving it. There was an accident. I opened the wrong portal. It landed in Gravity Falls." Sheldon said.

"Gravity Falls? Heh. What kind of place is that? A place from the sewers?" I chuckle. 

"It's a town. A town unlike any other." An imp servant said.

"Go on."

"It's a town that is a magnet for weirdness. Gnomes, unicorns, that kind of stuff." He said. 

"So, you drop the stone here?" I turn to Sheldon. 

"Y-yes my lord." Sheldon kneeled. 

"I'll clean this mess up, but first-" I started. 

I pulled out my pitchfork. Sheldon gasped. I pointed it at him. A fire, shaped as a snake, burst out from the pitchfork. It wrapped around Sheldon. He screams. I watch and chuckle as the flames turn him to ash.