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Author of 2 Stories |
By B.H. Miles
We join our dark lords as they awake for tea with the queen of England. Both Baal and Mephisto are there, but Diablo is running late.
Baal: Where is he? He always does this! Remember my prom? He was supposed to bring my corsage!
Mephisto: Your prom? You just stayed home one night and watched the Dawson's Creek marathon!
Baal: But it was still so magical!
Queen: I am the queen of England!
Meph: Yes Liz, we know.
Queen: I am not wearing underwear!
Baal: Oh, keep talking.
Meph: NO! Please, don't! Baal, shut up!
Diablo (coming in huffing and puffing): Sorry I'm late! I was .busy.
Baal: Yeah right, you just stopped at the bars again, didn't you?
Diablo: Shut up, or I'll sick my Googoo on you!
Meph: Baal, shut up! And Diablo, what do you mean "googoo"?
Diablo: I'm glad you asked, big brother. Introducing the new line of plush toys straight from hell! Here are the Hellspawns!
Queen: I'll take fifty-five and a half!
Diablo: Sold to the women with no undies!
Meph: Slow down, Charlie Brown, I-
Baal: Charlie Brown? What a queer!
Meph: Baal! Watch your language in front of the queen! Diablo, why in our house did you make plush toys?
Diablo: To create an alternative army to counter the teeny babies!
Baal: WHAT? Teeny babies are sooo old.
Bananas (comes rushing through the door with a butcher knife): We are not old! (stabs Baal)
Baal: Ahh! Oo! Eeh! Oh, wait a minute, that doesn't hurt.
Queen: It's the Australians! You'll never get the money back, never! (jumps through a widow)
Meph: What in the world? (grabs Bananas who is striking everything in his path) How did this happen?
Diablo: I told you I was right! See! See!
Baal: Oh my god! I think I broke a nail!
Diablo: You have no nails!
Baal: Well I'd like some!
Meph: ENOUGH! Diablo, do your plushies come to life to?
Diablo: No, not yet anyway. But, if we find whoever makes these evil things, maybe they can help us.
Baal: Why would they want to help the lords of hell?
Diablo: Why not? They sell these things, don't they?
Baal: Touché.