AN:Welcome everyone to my next Brittany/Charlie piece. Though it isn't strictly a Charlie/Brittany story. This is also my first time really doing different pairings as well. So it will have Faberry, fafaberry, Chartana, Quinntana, Fafapez, Pezbery, Fapezberry, basically any combination that I can think of. They're demons, they've been around since the beginning of time they get bored and this is normal for them. So I suggest you read with caution. Like I said they're demons, they don't really have morals. There will be loads of smut.
Song: Demons by Imagine Dragons
Summary: Why must humans have this obsession with blood? It's always killing this and sacrificing that because you think it makes us happy. It doesn't. It is disgusting and it smells bad, and I'm sure that you've finally figured out that it's completely unsanitary.
Disclaimer: I own nothing
"Are you sure this is a good idea Brittany," Mercedes asked watching as Brittany placed a white five sided crystals in the center of the pentagram that she had made with kosher salt. "Like if my church found out that I was summoning demons, I do actually believe that there is a hell and that Satan is real."
"Don't worry Mercedes. Tina and I've done this a million times and we've never summoned anything. It's more fun than playing with Ouija board." Brittany said glancing at the book to make sure she was doing it right. That wasn't exactly true, they'd tried it twice but nothing had happened. "Okay we need to do the animal sacrifice next."
"Hell to the no, I am not sacrificing a goat or whatever to some freaky demon," Mercedes said crossing her arms over her chest.
Brittany stared at Mercedes like she had lost it for a minute, "Of course we aren't going to sacrifice a goat Mercedes. That's like totally cruel and inhumane. That's why I got us animal crackers instead. You just have to bite the heads off and put them into the middle of the pentagram, like this." Brittany said reaching into the bag of animal crackers. She grabs the lion. "Oh, I hope we're going to get a powerful demon," Brittany said as she bit its head off the lion and placed it in the middle of the circle.
Mercedes stared at Brittany, "I don't think that's what you're supposed to do Brittany—isn't there supposed to be fresh blood or something?" Mercedes crinkled her nose. This was the last time she'd come to a Brittany slumber party. She was sure that she was going to need to be baptized all over again and pray for forgiveness.
"We are, but it has to be blood freely given," Brittany said as if it were obvious and reaches for the knife. Tina had done it last time and it was true she was a bit squeamish about blood, but she doubted that Mercedes was going to help her summon a demon. "I already picked a demon out—Riagán. I flipped through the book that Tina gave me and randomly picked a name." Brittany said and she held the knife to her palm. "Ready?" She asks Mercedes.
"No! I think this is a terrible idea." Mercedes said trying to make her point known now. She was getting a terrible vibe from this. She really should just leave now, and never come back.
Brittany ignores her and drags the knife against her palm slicing it open, "With blood freely given—I summon thee Riagán," Brittany said loudly and calmly as the blood dripped onto the white crystal. Brittany looked around and pouted there was still no demon. She sighed and was about to put the knife down when Mercedes started screaming. Brittany turned to look at the middle of the pentagram and standing there was a woman with blonde hair scratching her head.
"Thanks for the invocation—" Charlie began not really paying attention. She was trying to ignore the screaming that was going on. She took a step forward and stepped on something causing her to look down. She had stepped on a cracker. She frowned and looked at the white crystal that had red all over it and she paused for a moment and looked up at Brittany who still had the knife in her hand and her hand was still bloody. Charlie stared at the blood for a moment and then immediately recoiled. "Are you crazy? What is with humans and wanting to bleed all the time? You just need to say my name to summon me. Fuck."
Mercedes stared at the demon and she did the only thing that she could think of. "Our Father in heaven, hallowed be your name. Your kingdom come, your will be done, on earth, as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our debts, as we also have forgiven our debtors. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil."
Charlie stops and turns her head to Mercedes a curious expression on her face as she looks at her. She's quiet for a moment. It turns into confusion when Mercedes opens her eyes and looks at her surprised that she's still there. "What are you doing?"
Mercedes stared, there was no delivering anyone from evil and she did the next best thing. She ran, stopping only to grab her things. This wasn't real. She was going to head straight to her church and stay there. Maybe her pastor could perform an exorcism.
Charlie watched her for a moment and turned back to Brittany who was still staring at her mouth slightly agape. She sighs and takes a step forward ignoring the pentagram, she assumed people thought that it could keep her locked inside. Perhaps if she was a low level-imp. But she was far more than that. She immediately takes Brittany's hand. "Why must humans have blood fetishes? It's always killing this and sacrificing that because you think it makes us happy. It doesn't it is disgusting and it smells bad, and I'm sure that you've finally figured out that it's completely unsanitary." Charlie said eying the wound and moving her hand over watching as the flesh knitted together.
Brittany immediately reached for the horns on Charlie's head and ran her hand along them, they were smooth, with small ridges, and her ears were super long and almost elfin. She immediately put a bit of pressure to see if they were real and this wasn't some practical joke when Charlie smacks her hand away. Brittany pouts for a moment. "I'm sorry does it hurt?"
"No. But do you normally go up to strangers and start touching them without their permission?" Charlie asked. Brittany flushed.
"I'm sorry Riagán," Brittany said flushing, she noticed the slight grimace on Charlie's face. "It's your name isn't it? I found it in this book." Brittany said grabbing the book from the bed and handing it to her.
"It's been millennia's since anyone has called me by that name. I go by Charlie now," Charlie said flipping through this book, she eyed Brittany carefully wondering where the hell she had gotten her hands on this. Most books of this kind had been lost with time.
Brittany smiled, she could actually pronounce Charlie, and she smiled now she could have all her wishes come true. "I wish that I had a box of Lucky Charms that only contained the marshmallows in it." Brittany said immediately.
"Do I look like a dijinn?" Charlie says in a slightly annoyed tone. This is what she had been reduced to. Making deals with humans! She wondered if she had too much pride to cry and beg to be let back into hell. It was freezing up here. Global warming her ass. It was far too cold and wet, and noisy. She remembered when humans had lived in huts and like scratching their asses and they worked all day trying to grow a few shrubs. Now it was all noise and lights and cars, and it smelled even worse than before. "Why did you summon me?" Charlie asked after a moment. If she had wasted her time and effort to be summoned she'd be annoyed.
"I didn't think it'd work—I've tried summoning a demon before but it never really worked before," Brittany admits.
"It probably worked, but it's almost impossible to summon a demon from hell unless you know what you're doing. And even if you did, you had better hope that you have a powerful protection circle, because we really don't like being summoned from hell. We mostly ignore the summons. It's easier when we're on earth to summon us to your location. You got lucky that I was here and I was curious."
Brittany paused for a moment, "You could have just ignored me? Why didn't you?"
"Under normal circumstances I would have, but after getting into a fight with Satan, I may have been kicked out of hell until I 'learn my lesson'. So I really have nothing better to do until Satan comes to her senses and realizes that she was being a moody bitch." Charlie said loudly.
Brittany's eyes widened a bit. The animal crackers had totally worked. She had summoned a super powerful demon. "You know Satan?"
"Intimately," Charlie said stepping away from Brittany. She wondered when her sister would notice that she wasn't in hell and let her back in. "Now seriously what do you want?"
Brittany paused for a moment and bit her lip. "Well I really wanted a bowl of marshmallow only Lucky Charms, but I don't know what you can do. So I don't know what I can ask for."
"Well nothing I give is free. Everything comes with a price, but depending on what you ask for it depends what the price is. Most people want me to vanquish their enemies. So if you need me to kill someone, I mean that can be arranged."
Brittany's face twisted at this, "I don't have any enemies that I want you to kill and—killing is wrong Charlie." Brittany said crossing her arms over her chest.
"Hello, you do remember that I'm a demon right? The laws of man don't really apply to me?" Charlie reminded her. "Do I need to bring out the tail? I can do that you know." Charlie said dryly. "I'd do the whole pitchfork thing but Satan gets mad at me when I steal her thing and I'm already in enough trouble as it is."
Brittany crinkled her nose, she didn't need anyone dead, and Charlie had scared of Mercedes which meant that she'd probably be spending the last few days before she went off to MIT alone and by herself. Maybe Charlie could stay and answer some questions about hell for her. "Satan is evil right? So what did you do to have her kick you out of hell?"
Charlie eyed Brittany for a moment, truthfully it was a bit embarrassing. She didn't even get kicked out of hell for breaking one of the very few rules. "Satan is an evil dictator, who kicked me out of hell for the grave sin of leaving crumbs in the bed." Charlie sniffed indignantly. She had been hungry and how was she supposed to know that she had been in a terrible mood that day.
"Well I summoned you, and you can't grant me wishes and you leave crumbs in the bed—what else do you do? Cause it doesn't sound like being a demon is all that fun." Brittany says crossing her arms over her chest. Demons didn't seem that scary or impressive and she had no idea why Mercedes had run away.
"It's certainly more fun than being a stupid angel." Charlie said she rotated her body so she could look at Brittany for a moment studying her carefully. "I can do a lot of things. I told you that most people who summon want me to vanquish their enemies. Honestly that's a waste of my time and it's honestly not worth the price. Other's wish to use my talents, using me as a muse. Siphoning some of my skill to be able to create masterpieces of music, art—I am a muse." Charlie said looking at Brittany, approaching her watching as she scrambled back as she entered her personal space. "That is considerably more expensive. Other's—well they want other things, the very idea of being with a being like me—excites them."
Brittany eyes Charlie confused, "Being with you? Why would that be exciting? Unless you can travel through time! Can you travel through time and space?" Brittany asks. "I've been trying to work on a time machine in my spare time—"
"Aren't you precious?" Charlie said once again entering Brittany's personal space. "You really are innocent aren't you? Everything in this world smells rotten, sort of like some places in hell that I don't frequent. But you smell different," Charlie sniffed. "Innocent."
Brittany flushed at this as her mind suddenly made the connection and she quickly stumbles back. "It's not a bad thing! I've just been super busy! I had cheerleading and chess club, and robotics club, and I did everything I could to get into MIT. Being well-rounded is important Ms. Pillsbury said so, and I don't have time for dating and stuff like that."
Charlie smirks, "What a shame I can help you with that," Charlie said taking another step towards Brittany who still seemed like she was trying to get away. Charlie pauses for a moment. "Is this form not to your liking? What about this?" Charlie asks, her body morphing until she's in the body of a tall handsome athletic man. She doesn't have the horns and her ears are normal, the only thing that remains of her former body are her hazel eyes and blonde hair. She's also shed some clothes, so she's currently shirtless. "How about this?" Charlie tilts her head in confusion, when she still sees a bit of fear. "What's the matter? So you know I can be anyone you want me to be I just need a picture."
"I don't want you to eat my soul! I need it." Brittany said immediately. While it was very impressive and she really did want to know how Charlie was doing that, she wasn't going to lose her soul. She didn't even know what a soul was but it seemed important.
Charlie laughs and morphs back into her regular body as she offers her hand to Brittany, "Is that what you think that I want? Why ever would I want your soul?" She shakes her head. What a difference a few millennia made.
"I've seen it, on the TV, you have sex with someone and then you steal their souls, because your vagina or penis is magical." Brittany said taking Charlie's hand and letting the demon pull her up.
Charlie frowned and was about to snap at Brittany for the insult, but she didn't know and Charlie sighs. "Well my vagina is certainly magical and when I decide to have a penis, well I've never had any complaints either but I am certainly not a low level succubus or incubi. It's like calling me a whore, it's very insulting," Charlie said. "I don't need your soul Brittany and I don't want it. Humans are already dreadfully boring, taking out their soul makes them so much duller."
"Well if you don't want my soul—then what do you want—for that?" Brittany asked biting her lip. She blamed her inner scientist for her curiosity, she had always wanted to have sex with someone but she had been so busy and now that high school was over and she was just a few days away from heading to MIT.
Charlie hummed and looked around, "It's been a very long time since I've been on earth for more than a few hours at a time and things have—changed. "How about a place to live, and a crash course on how to pretend to be human? It's been a very long time since I've been on earth and I might be here a while. I'm getting very tired of people asking me for money and then giving me strange looks when I give them some gold coins. Honestly I had very little time to pack before she kicked me out. And I really don't want people trying to burn me at the stake. It's such a pain. I mean honestly, I come from hell, what do they think that's going to do?"
Brittany bit her lip, trying to weigh her options. She had summoned her and she would sort of like a roommate that she knew instead of having to deal with some random stranger, and she wouldn't be stuck at the dorms. She could have her own place and she'd have a demon as a roommate. She could find out all about demon culture. There really wasn't a downside to this that she could think of. "You really won't take my soul?"
"I really don't want your soul Brittany and once you strike a deal with a demon, we are bound by the terms of that deal. It's a pain to wiggle out of it. But just like I am bound Brittany so are you. If you try and back out of the deal it goes really badly for you." Charlie says and she watches as Brittany nods at this. "Well what do you say then? Do we have a deal?"
Brittany was about to agree, when she stopped and thought about the current arrangement, she'd have sex once and she didn't know how long Charlie would be with her. It didn't seem fair to her. She eyed Charlie carefully, she would be giving Charlie her virginity, and with everything else attached to it. Demons clearly didn't play fair. "That deals not fair Charlie, you take my virginity and then I'm basically stuck taking care of you forever?" Charlie smiled at this and Brittany huffed, demons really didn't play fair. "How about this. I get sex whenever I want and because I'll be teaching you how to be human and that's not one lesson that's a lot of them, you pay for all expenses because I'm sure you can just wave your hand and money can appear, and you give me the ability to stop time. Because I'll have homework to do, and I won't be able to date, and who else knows." Brittany said crossing her arms over her chest.
Charlie sighed, she had gotten a smart human, one that would try and negotiate with her. "I don't think you quite understand. I can't give you the power to stop time because I am not a dijinn. I don't grant wishes."
Brittany huffed, "You mean to tell me you've been with Satan for years and you can't do that?"
"Satan can't even do that. We don't have the ability to rip holes in the fabric of time, because that would be bad for all of reality." Charlie said patiently.
"I'm giving you my virginity—that should count for something?" Charlie gave her an unamused look and Brittany huffed at this. "I should just g find some human to give it up to."
Charlie smiled, Brittany was trying to get under her skin so she'd enter into a crappy agreement. She was intelligent but she had been doing this since humans had been around. Honestly, she preferred not to be in the spotlight like Lucy and Satan, she preferred that they fought over who was more popular. She would rather be the corrupting influence on her. "I could say the same thing, I doubt you are the only human of your age who is a virgin. That other one that ran away screaming. She would do just fine," Charlie said with a hum and Brittany froze. "Shall we try this again Brittany, I will have sex with you as much as you want until I can go back to hell. I will pay for all expenses and in return you will teach me about humanity, how to fit in who to trust." Charlie snapped her fingers and a chair appeared and she took a seat. "The deal comes to a conclusion once I am allowed back into hell."
"Fine but after you leave, but after you leave you need to give a certain amount of money afterwards because you'll be paying for all expenses and I don't want to suddenly be homeless, and you're not allowed sleeping with anyone else unless I say it's okay—and you have to answer any and all questions about being a demon that I may have." Brittany said.
"Anything else?" Charlie asked raising a brow at Brittany's gall, like she would ever ask a human for permission to sleep with another human.
"Yes—I don't want to have a demon baby—and I want to visit hell if you ever get permission to go back," Brittany said crossing her arms over her chest and looking at Charlie.
"There are things that are against the rules for me to tell you. And I am not asking permission from a human to sleep with other people. I have a certain reputation to uphold and being beholden to a human will ruin my reputation. However if you are going to make such a demand of me, then I am allowed to have sex with you whenever I want. However I want." Charlie said smirking at Brittany.
Brittany shivered it was something about the smile and the way Charlie's glowed that made her take a step back. Charlie could probably tear her to pieces, "I can say no. If it's something that I really don't like sexually or am uncomfortable with. Also you can't kill me and you have to protect me and come whenever I call and you have to heal me if I ever get hurt."
Charlie hummed and her eyes glowed. Those terms were—acceptable to her. "So the terms of our agreement are as followed. In return for teaching me about humanity and this new century as well as everything else I need to know to fit into this world, I will have sex with you as much as you want. In addition to that according to your terms, I will answer whatever questions you have about demons so long as I am allowed to. I will also pay for any expenses that are occurred, and at the conclusion of the contract I will pay you a lump sum of your choice. I will make sure, that you don't get pregnant and I will take care of you and protect you and answer your summons. I will also take you to visit hell the moment I am able to and I will return you back to this plane." Brittany nodded at these terms, and Charlie smirked. "In exchange you are at my disposal to fulfill my sexual and physical needs within reason. You do have the ability to say no and I won't force you to fulfill anything sexual. You agree to assist to assist me in remaining undetected by the human populace, because if they attempt to burn me at the stake our deal becomes null and void. This agreement comes to a conclusion the moment that my banishment comes to an end. Do these terms seem agreeable to you?"
Brittany exhaled, she had paid attention and she couldn't do anything but nod. She was making a deal with a demon and the terms did seem fair. "They do—do I need to sign a contract or something?" Brittany asked. She was about to ask if she needed to sign something in blood but Charlie seemed rather squeamish about that. She was a weird demon.
"Honestly I prefer to seal all these deals with a kiss," Charlie said with a smirk, moving to seal the deal when she's stopped by Brittany.
"I'd really prefer it if you gave me a contract." Brittany said. She wasn't going to let Charlie put some tricky demon fine print on it.
Charlie smiled, "Don't you trust me?" She said innocently and Brittany hesitated. Charlie snapped her finger and a contract appeared in her hand and she handed it to Brittany, "Sign and initial at the bottom and state your species. It should say human," Charlie said watching Brittany.
Brittany grabbed a pen and looked at the contract for a moment as she skimmed through the document. "Whereas the undersigned parties do hereby agree to engage in a mutually beneficially arrangement where valuable consideration has been offered and accepted do hereby agree to the following—" Brittany said and hummed making sure there wasn't any fine print that she needed to worry about. She exhaled, she knew that Tina and Mercedes would say that this was a bad idea, but she signed and initialed her name at the bottom and wrote in her species. Magically Charlie's name was written on the empty space bedside hers and her information was filled out. The paper shimmered for a moment and for a second Brittany believed that it was going to disappear, instead it flew to her desk and Brittany turned to Charlie nervously.
"Now can I seal the deal like I normally do?" Charlie asks and Brittany nods. Taking a step forward Charlie presses her lips against Brittany's and her eyes glow for a second.
Somewhere in Hell:
Hell was a bureaucrat's wet dream there was always so much paperwork that needed to be done and there was never enough people who were capable to do the job. She needed to keep on top of things to make sure that there wasn't yet another uprising from little shit who thought that they could take her job from her. They were always complaining about something. It was too hot. There wasn't enough torture. The souls of the damned were too loud. She wished she could take out her aggression on some poor doomed soul. But no, she didn't get to have any fun she was stuck with an eternity of paperwork. She should just say fuck it and take a vacation.
There was a bang as her doors splintered and started to burn, and Quinn groaned and then there was dealing with Santana. She sighed and looked up at Santana, who looked positively irritated. "What do you want Santana?" Quinn asked.
"For you to suck my dick," Santana responds bluntly. "Do you know how fucking irritating it is that I need Charlie of all people to get off? So you need to suck my dick so I can pretend you're her. I mean your mouth isn't as good but at least it's close enough."
"What are you two arguing about this time? Did you call her your concubine again Santana?" Quinn asks, not bothering to dignify Santana's request with an actual answer.
"Well Lucy. Charlie fucking left crumbs in the god damn bed for the billionth time! So this whole mess is her fault and I banished her from hell until she learns her fucking lesson. Now less talking more sucking." Santana said pointing down at her crotch.
"You did what?" Quinn said slowly turning to Santana. She had been planning to just ignore Santana until she wore herself out.
"I banished her from hell until she fucking apologizes and swears not to do it again, and maybe a century or two of her promising to be my good little bitch, and I'll forgive her." Santana said and points to her crotch again.
"Have you lost your mind? Charlie's not allowed on that plane unsupervised. Do I need to rehash Charlie's greatest hits? Pandora opening that damn box. That was Charlie. The fall of the Roman Empire, that was Charlie. World War II was Charlie. World War I also Charlie. The Titanic sinking? Charlie's fault. People to this day still blame me for Adam and Eve eating the forbidden fruit. That was Charlie as well. I'm pretty sure that she was responsible for the Hindenburg but to this day she denies it."
Santana rolled her eyes, "Please, the Hindenburg was all me. And to be fair to Charlie, Rachel had a hand in the Titanic sinking, and I'm pretty sure the Fall of Rome was Charlie and Sebastian running amok." Santana said with an irritated sniff. She had no idea why Quinn was being such a hard ass about the sex thing. "Are you going to suck my dick or not?"
"No, I'm not going to suck your dick do you have any idea how many souls we had to take in the last time Charlie decided that she wanted to prank humanity? I am still swamped from the last time!" Quinn said motioning around the office.
Santana groaned at this, "Fine. I'll go find Rachel, at least it'll shut her up." Santana said turning to go find Rachel she was horny, she wanted to have sex with someone who was good at it and Rachel was as good a person as any to do with.
"No you are not going to find Rachel, you are going to go drag Charlie back to hell, and make sure that she doesn't start World War III. Or some apocalyptic event, because she finds it funny. Because if I have another disaster on my hands I swear to you Santana you will spend the rest of eternity on a torture rack, where I will spend every night torturing you."
Santana turned to Quinn and frowned when she saw the fire in her eyes. "Do you have any idea how cold it is up there? Or how annoying it is to find crumbs in your bed?" Quinn didn't seem moved. "How the hell am I supposed to find her?"
"You figure it out Satan. You're supposed to be the root of all evil, or whatever it is the humans are saying about you these days. If I were you I'd start with the Middle East, and if that fails I'd suggest starting with the crazy dictators who have access to nuclear weapons." Quinn said snapping at Santana. "I'd start with one of the Korea's one of the leaders is fucking insane." Quinn stared down Santana who finally muttered something under her breath and finally teleported out of hell judging from the lightning and the fire, and the smell of brimstone that was now in her office. Quinn groaned. She would need to find Sebastian and send him with Santana to make sure that they didn't cause another fucking disaster.
AN: Stuff happens next chapter as the contract starts between Charlie and Brittany. Reviews are always lovely and nice, so if you like it. Review. It sort of gives me a clue as to which story to update next, depending on the popularity.