It was actually nice in Hell. The Pit wasn't all that bad. Just small. And black.
And boring as… well hell.
"So…" Michael said, scratching the back of his head. "Do you guys come here a lot?"
Adam gave Michael a scathing look.
"What the fuck, Michael?" Adam asked, outraged. "We are literally trapped in the darkest fucking corner of Hell and you ask us if we come here often. What. The. Fuck."
Michael held up his hands. "Just asking, dude. Chill."
Lucifer rolled his eyes. "You know Michael, for an archangel you sure are a dumbass."
"Excuse me?! I am one of God's-"
"Oh my Dad, shut up already!" Lucifer shouted. "If you weren't such a fucking douche-wagon then we would all be frolicking through the metaphorical daisies but no you had to be a dickhat and rain on my parade!"
"Kill 'em," Adam muttered.
"Excuse me, but you were going to start the apocalypse!" Michael reminded him. "And Adam, you're my vessel! How can you be siding with the devil?!"
Lucifer waved his hand. "Details details."
Michael rolled his eyes. "I hate you both."
A/N 100% crack fic
~Leia