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Chapter 73, No leverage. (How do I do that?)

Chapter 73, No leverage. (How do I do that?)

Most of the times, you need 73 for good deals.

What I'm going to do/have done! (Section)

Not much to say, other then I'm still struggling with my sleep schedule.

Though on some good news today is a bit better then yesterday, so like ya know, upwards trajectory.

Things I wrote just for you (And the others here as well!...Section.)

ProfessionalStranger25: "Uhm so Mrs.Demon I wasn't too overdramatic, right?"

Bad Girl: "Oh no no you were great! A+, seriously! You really gave off the vibe of a helpless idiot. I didn't even notice you were acting!"

The demon smiled.

Bad Girl: "Then again, you probably didn't need to."

ProfessionalStranger25: "Ah yes uh...thanks?"

The demon chuckled, then bent down and tapped the ground. Squealing and oh my goshing in a way that reminded me of the tween girls in my classroom. Though to be frank, it wasn't a perfect comparison. As the demon was also evil laughing.

I figured this was the best mood I'd ever get her in, which meant only one thing.

It was time to bargain.

ProfessionalStranger25: "So...it's going good?"

Bad Girl: "Oh? Yeah sure whatever."

...That would have hurt, if I wasn't used to being ignored of course.

ProfessionalStranger25: "Alright...well as you said, I'm a good actor. And I'm willing to play along. And if I become evil or well... dead then I can't play my goody two-shoe role. Which is a problem...for you! So how about you don't kill me, and then like...every Sunday or Saturday I'll help you get a few cool scenes, make your dad proud, and...everyone wins!"

The demon snorted.

Bad Girl: "Not everyone wins."

???

ProfessionalStranger25: "...Oh, you mean the teacher! Well you know I'm sure they could still help with homework and-"

The demon cackled, then shook her laughter away. Turning her voice as cold and sharp as an iron sword in winter.

Bad Girl: "I couldn't care less about whatever bastard dad is going to use to turn you into OUR lap dog. However, I DO care about unsealing my father. And if he wants to destroy the world? So be it."

I gulped, though I tried to play it off with

ProfessionalStranger25: "Woooow, that's uh...some serious commitment!"

The demon shrugged.

Bad Girl: "Divorce rates and quitting is low in hell, one of the many reasons are kin is better than yours."

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I nodded along, though I couldn't wrap my head around how the hell a demon could marry.

ProfessionalStranger25: "Okay...well...from what I'm told that seal's getting weaker anyway! Eventually, it'll break completely. And then you and your dad can have all the fun you want! With...you know the world not destroyed."

The demon finally looked away from the floor and towards me instead.

Bad Girl: "Imbecile!"

...to shout at. Great.

Bad Girl: "We want to destroy the world! It's our thing! Demon culture 101!"

ProfessionalStranger25: "f-Fine! But...don't you think that's a bit... short-sighted?"

Bad Girl: "...How so?"

ProfessionalStranger25: "Well...without the world you can't really do evil."

Bad Girl: "Why of course we can! We'll just make a new one! A better one!"

ProfessionalStranger25: "But that's a lot of work when you could just...uhm...tweak this one a bit?"

The demon stood up with hands that were now hooked blades. Her eyes were crimson, her teeth sharp, her hate so clear that it left me feeling like a wet toilet paper. Blank and flimsy.

Bad Girl: "So what the hell do you suggest? To not destroy the world? After all our work? Our setup? Our advertising!? That's just...that's insane! It'll be a PR nightmare! And not to mention...anti-climatic."

The demon shivered.

Bad Girl: "Do you even know how awful that is? For the DEMON OF STORIES to end their masterpiece with something that...cringe? I'd...I'd never recover! My family's honor would be ruined! You'd of ruined me! Is...IS THAT YOUR PLAN? TO RUIN ME!?"

With my palms faced to her, I waved with vigor and an anxious smile on my face.

ProfessionalStranger25: "Whaaat??? n-No of course not! You'll still be a household name! It'll be fine!"

Bad Girl: "Yeah...as a HOUSEHOLD JOKE!"

Swoosh!

...My body froze as I felt a trickle of blood slipping down my cheek.

...

And all that kept me up was the knowledge that if I went down now as a pile of tears, I'd likely die as that as well.

Bad Girl: "...No, you aren't trying to trick me. You're too stupid for that. So stupid that you can't see how all your amazing 'suggestions' would ruin my life! How heavy the weight of royalty IS! How-"

ProfessionalStranger25: "Hold it! j-just listen! What if...you destroy the world."

...

Bad Girl: "..."

Classroom that's shocked at how stupid that was: "..."

...

Bad Girl: "Yeah, no shit dumbass! That's the plan!"

ProfessionalStranger25: "Uh yeah i-I know! What I mean is like...like...you could like...fake it."

Bad Girl: "...Fake destroying the world?"

ProfessionalStranger25: "Yup."

Bad Girl: "..."

ProfessionalStranger25: "...Now you could start-"

Swoosh!

I shut my eyes, smothering my tears away as the demon drew another cut upon my other cheek.

Bad Girl: "Are you FUCKING with me? Or are you really just THAT retarded! Because if you didn't know, the others will notice if the destroyed world ISN'T DESTROYED!"

ProfessionalStranger25: "i-I g-get that! I DO! w-We're just... seeing other p-perspectives on the same matter."

Bad Girl: "What the fuck does that mean?"

ProfessionalStranger25: "y-You call it stupid...i-I call it revolutionary! Just think about it! No more need for actual murder or world destruction. Just...acted out! Like we did! You...get to be evil, and we humans don't die, and everything is easier and more streamlined and uh-"

Fuck fuck fuck! What's another big business word! Think, Think, THIIINNK-

ProfessionalStranger25: "c-Cost effective and time lenient! So uh...what do you say?"

I raised my hand.

ProfessionalStranger25: "d-Deal?"

Bad Girl: "No."

ProfessionalStranger25: "Oh...fuck."

The final section! (Section.)

Diplomacy takes a massive L! How sad. Maybe it'll be explained one day, like in the next chapter sorta day.

Anyway section doznoreio.