*Summary: Two bored, very stupid teenagers decide to summon up a very dangerous demon by accident and get more than they bargain for. Now how will our beloved girls face dealing with a demon, a dark prince, and their own stupidity?

*Author's note: We own nothing in this story other than our beloved dark prince Reagon, who don't come in till later, and our two favorite characters Claira and Britt! The Hollows and all who inhabit it belong to our beloved Kim Harrison. (The two main characters Britt and Claira are based off of me and my best friend. This idea just popped into our heads, literally, while we were doing dishes together.) Hope you enjoy!

-Britt-chann and Dari

Stupidity

"I'm soo bored!" Britt yelled and threw a pillow at Claira, who was playing solitare on her laptop.

"Me too!" Claira yelled back and hummed the pillow at Britt.

"Lets do something" said Britt.

"Like what?" asked Claira.

"I don't know, like, oh I know! You know how on the Hollows series, they draw those pentagon thingies when they summon demons? I always wondered what they look like when you draw them. Why don't we look it up and try to draw one?" Britt asked with a glint in her eyes.

"Sure, sure" Claira replied.

The two curious girls got on computer and researched what the pentagons look like. They got paper and pencils and began to scetch the drawings out. After two hours of grueling hard work, the pentagons looked pretty descent.

"Claira, these are the things that you use to summon demons and we actually drew one! I wonder if we can summon Al? That'd be so cool!" Britt said excited.

"Yeah right, like it'd actually work." Claira said.

"Well i know it won't work, but can't a girl dream?" Britt said while giggling. Little did they know, they were in for a big suprise. Britt and Claira gathered candles from around the house and placed them around the pentagon drawn on the piece of paper.

"I can't believe we gonna do this." Claira said rolling her eyes.

"Have any other ideas?" Britt asked back. "It's not like it'll really work. Just have a little fun."

Britt and Claira stood near the circle giggling over how stupid they were acting.

"Well, seeing as i'm the only one who can pronounce his name, i guess i'll say it." Britt said.

Britt was already acting stupid so just to give Claira a laugh she stretched out her arms and yelled out "Algaliarept, I summon you!" to the skies for all to hear...even though no one could really hear them. Then both girls fell onto the sofa laughing so hard they couldn't breathe. They were laughing so hard and so much that neither noticed the black smoke forming from the candles. Al materializes in a not so pleasant mood, seeing as how he was summoned while taking his shower. It's a good thing he had time to materialize his british attire back on before he left. He stands in his spot and looks at the two girls who have now looked up and noticed that a man in a green frock coat is standing in the middle of the living room.

"Uh, Claira?" Britt asks...

"Yeah?" She replies

"We are... so screwed!" Britt yells, "Run!"

"Already ahead of ya on that one." She yells back.

Both girls jumped over the side of the couch and ran to the front door. They make it outside, run around the corner, Claira in front, Britt behind, and run right smack into something as hard as a rock. Al's chest. While Al is chuckling, and ranting about what he plans to do to the two girls for ruining his him time, the two girls are planning some kind, any kind, of excape.

"What do we do?" asks Claira.

"This." says Britt, then proceeds to scream "RAPE!" at the top of her lungs and runs in the oposite direction. Claira catches on fast and runs right behind her also yellin rape at the top of her lungs. Al is now laughing so hard, he is having trouble keeping track of where the girls are headed, seeing as how they are both running in zigzags like a bunch of zebras. The girls are so uncoordinated and unplanned that both are running without watching where they are going and somehow manage to slam right smack into each other. Al is now doubled over laughing. He looks at the girls over the top of his shades and both girls shut up there babbling at the sight of his alien eyes.

"Claira?"

"Yeah, Britt?"

"Why did you let me talk you into this?"

"I didn't think it would work! It's impossible!" Claira yells.

"Yeah, impossible. That's it! We're dreaming!" Britt exclaims.

"Yeah let me tell you! We're dreaming the same dream at the same time!" Claira says sarcatically.

"Yeah, i kinda guessed it wasn't a dream. I have one more plan, wanna try it?" Britt says.

"Not really, but what else can we lose?" Claira says sadly.

"Oh! Your acting as if we're already dead! But when i give the signal, run! But this time, stay together and run towards the nearest car coming our way."

"Then what?" Claira says.

"We hope the car stops." Britt says seriously.

"WHAT!" Claira yells.

"Hey Al! I summoned you you big green bean! Do as i say!" Britt yells and Claira goes pale. Al starts chuckling darkly. "What did you just say, runt?"

"I said that since i summoned you, you have to-Look, it's Rachel Morgan!" Britt yells while pointing somewhere behind Al. Al looks over his shoulder and the two girls dash for the road. They run towards a car coming their way, heads on. The car keeps coming, and coming, and coming. The car is almost on them. The two girls stop, close their eyes and hear a horn go off...and then nothing. They were standing on the road one second and the next they are laying in the grass thinking they are dead.

"Claira?"

"Yeah Britt?"

"Are we dead?" Britt asks suprisingly calmly.

"No, your not dead, you little brats. Though, i should have left you to get run over." A voice answers. It was Al.

"You know what? You know what? Why didn't you huh? huh?" Britt bites back and Claira smacks her on the back of the head. "Shut up!" she hisses. Al narrows his eyes at Britt. She looks back at him and sticks her tongue out at him. Claira scoots away from Britt a if saying 'I don't know her, leave me be.' Britt gives her a look and Claira shrugs her shoulders. Al is chuckling again.

"You two are very bad at excape plans." He says with false happiness.

"I know." Britt says sadly. "And we can't run straight to save our lives. I swear, Claira, we have issues. We can't run to save our lives!"

" I know!" Claira yells back.

"Don't yell at me!" Britt yells

"I won't yell at you if you don't yell at me!" Claira yells.

"Fine!" Britt yells

"Fine!" Claira yells

"I'm leaving!" Britt yells

"No your not." Al says from his spot on the chair that he was sitting on that had materialized out of nowhere,

"Oh yeah? Watch me!" Britt yells with defiance.

Britt stands up, turns on her heel, takes one step and finds herself pushed back down onto the grass.

"What the hell? How'd you move that fast? Oh yeah, your Al." Britt says confused.

"I'm so confuzzled on what we should do." Britt says. "Claira! When i die, take care of Taz for me!"

"What? I'm going to die with you, you baka!" Claira yells back.

"Not if i can help it! Run!" Britt yells and proceeds to jump at Al and latch onto throws her off and Britt lands next to Claira in the grass."What the hell? You were supposed to run!"

"Heck no! I won't leave my best friend behind!"

By this time Al is so amused that he decides not to kill his two comedians. Instead while the two girls are bickering about why Claira should have and should not have run, Al grabs one of each of their wrists and drags them back inside. Britt kicks him in his butt. Al turns around and Britt points to Claira, and Claira points to Britt. "She did it!" Both girls yell. Al gets annoyed at the progress he's having and knocks both girls out with a backhand slap. He then drags them back to his world in the ever after...

*Authors note: Did you like it? Review please! Tell us if we should 't worry it gets better. Our first fanfic! Wait till you meet the other main character.

-Britt-chan and Dari