"Brownies"
A crackfic involving Blackheart and the three fallen angels.
Wallow, the angel of water, becomes another ingredient in Abigor's evil confectionary plans. Where is Blackheart when his minion needs his help? Will Grussel even know what's going on?!
Despite the eerie silence that had fallen upon the deserted biker bar, there was a relaxed atmosphere inside as the fallen angel, Abigor, stood at the somewhat grimy kitchen counter, holding a large mixing bowl full of goo and using a metal mixer to stir it into the desired consistency. An opened and almost emptied box of brownie mix sat on the counter in front of him as he read the directions on the back. The delicious-smelling mix in the bowl seemed to fumble around the mixer as it emitted a whining voice.
"I feel… so violated… Let me out of here!"
Abigor smirked slightly as he examined the instructions once more. "Quiet down! You know what happens if you wake Grussel from his nap."
"Well… what's going on? I can't see anything, and, what are you doing anyways?!"
"Dammit, Waterboy, I said be quiet! And if you must know…" the wind element's crystal blue eyes gleamed for a moment as he reached over to an opened carton of eggs and grabbed one, cracking it open on the bowl's edge and pouring in the slimy yolk. "I'm making brownies, of course!" He chuckled to himself as he stirred in the egg.
"What?! You're— wait, you're gonna bake me?!"
"That's the plan."
The angel of water went to say something more but the voice muffled as Abigor tipped over the mixing bowl and poured it into a glass dish before double checking the oven's settings. Once he was sure the oven was preheated to the right temperature, he pulled down the little hatch door and slid in the dish.
"No! You can't leave me in here! I'm telling Blackheart about this!" Wallow tried to escape but was too mixed in with the other ingredients to move.
"You do that. Now, see you in about… oh, twenty minutes!" The wind angel let out another chuckle before closing the door and dusting off his apron, looking around and feeling accomplished. "Now, while I wait for that to cook I guess I'll go kill some babies with Blackheart." He let out a lazy yawn before dissolving into a fog-like material and darting through the air and out an open window.
(3/25/2014) a/n; AH. This has been sitting unfinished for what seems like FOREVER. But people seemed to really enjoy it so hopefully I can continue it~ xD because even still I don't see much love for these darling angels.