COUNTRYHUMANS ONESHOTS (COMPLETED)

hahahha that was short ew

332 Words

10/14/2019

Sequel-ish to 'This is countryhumans I swear'. Im at writers block help

The EU swirled the blood-red wine as he stared off into hell.

It was miserable here. Hell was supposed to be miserable, of course, but the EU's section was overpopulated. The head demon longed for back when his section was all woodlands. He could fly through the trees with his strong bat-like wings for the endless nights. But sinners began to appear, and now the FBI and he are stuck down here as opposed to being able to roam freely from Hell to the Mundane.

From his tall skyscraper-like building he could see his subjects. They were utterly pathetic. They weren't demons at all, just sad, lonely people who never went to church.

A blip could be heard from behind him. EU forced himself to smile and turned around.

"Britan. How's the family?"

Britan chuckled at the EU's joke. "We got a new edition. A kid named Dylan. The rest of them are calling him Wales."

"How's it looking?"

"Red dragon wings. Possible fire breath, but it's still early on."

The EU sighed. "Britan," he said, losing the smile and good-natured attitude. Britan stood up strait. "You know why you're still going to the Mundane, right?"

"To build you an army, sir," Britan said monotonously. As much as he tried to look unfazed, the EU could practically smell his growing fear. 

"You have three fully-fledged demons after five years, and the fourth hasn't even shed its human skin," the EU looked down at the uncomfortable country. "If I didn't know better, I would think you wanted France to get infected."

Britan snapped his head to look up at the EU. "No, no nononono. Please, not her."

The EU smiled. He got a rush from fear or pain that almost made up for how pathetic his people were. Britan was just like them, not a real sinner, but a special kid who turned into a monster.

"I need an army. I don't care how you do it, just find more freaks like you."

"Yes, EU."