Satan: *dancing to Beyoncé* I woke up like this
Death: I'm gonna act like this isn't happening right now and just go collect souls
Satan: *throwing phone into flames* what?
Death: I saw everything
Satan: fuck
Death: yeah
Satan: shit really
Death: yeah... I should go
Satan: why? You don't like Beyoncé
Death: I prefer death metal
Satan: ah
Death: yeah.
Satan: I see
*phone rings in ashes*
Satan: hello
Death: who is it
Satan: god hold on I'll put him on speaker
*putting god on speaker*
God: and I just wanted to thank you for- wait you put me on speaker didn't you
Satan: yup
Death: thank him for what
*death looking slightly frightened*
Satan: some torturing advice for when souls are misbehaving in heaven
Death: *looking slightly relieved* oh
God: so what are you guys doing?
Death: Satan was dancing to Beyoncé
God: Satan dances to Beyoncé?
Death: apparently
Satan: she's very popular
God: among proud black woman
Satan: *squinting eyes* you don't know me
God: yes I do I created you
Satan: oh right...
God and Satan at same time: shut up
*god rolling eyes*
God: what'd I tell you?
Satan scoffs: well this parties dead I'm out
*satan hands phone to death and disappears*
God: I've always known he danced to Beyoncé
Death: ...
God: I'm not a stalker I just made him
Death: riiiight.... well this is an interesting conversation and everything but...
God: you're hanging up aren't you?
Death: yup gotta blast
*death throws phone back into the ashes*
