Uh, yeah. I'm damn late. Sorry.. sorry.. yeah. But I was thinking, have any of you seen Tsubasa Chronicles? I really love FAI. Fai is just adorable. If Fai were like God, I'd believe even if God was a cheating, lying, jerk face ass hole. No offense to christians. But Fai is childish and adorable. 'Nuff said. ... I'm gonna start writing now... Okay? ... Okay...


"Uno!" Proclaimed Underdog, excitedly jumping out of his seat, causing the cards in his hand to fly everywhere.

"You won AGAIN?" Lucifer hissed, cursing in the language of angels.

Underdog proceeded to do the robot in celebration while Lucifer glared the shit out of him. Sonny was doing her best to not laugh, but to no avail. Lucifer's features hardened and he turned to glare at Sonny. Sonny was still laughing.

"What is so funny, mortal?" He demanded, voice booming against the walls.

Underdog started singing We Are The Champions.

"STOP. SINGING!" Lucifer screamed.

Underdog stopped, whimpering like a hurt puppy.

"You hurt his feelings!" Jordii exclaimed, frowning.

"Do I look like I care? Tell me, do I?" Lucifer mumbled.

"Who pissed in your cornflakes? Wait, probably Mikey?" Underdog recovered, sniffling.

"Don't even speak his name." Lucifer warned.

"JUST KEEP TROLLIN' TROLLIN' TROLLIN' TROLLIN'!" Azazel started singing loudly, break dancing just to annoy Lucifer.

Before Lucifer could jump on him, Belial started singing. "They see me TROLLIN'... THEY HATIN'!"

Lucifer snarled, but Beelzebub began joining in a chorus. "TROLOLOLOLOL!"

Asmodeus laughed. "What's wrong, Lucy? Can't handle a little trolling?"

Lucifer seemed to explode inside, and he stormed out.

Sonny laughed. "Good job, guys. You pissed Mister Satan off."

Underdog looked proud.


"Michael, there's just something WRONG with the demons. Their all singing about... trolling." Gabriel frowned, looking confused at what the word meant.

Michael frowned. "Trolling? Huh, well- OH GOD NO!" Michael looked horrified.

Belial, Beelzebub, Azazel, and Asmodeus were dressed up as gangsters with shades. They began singing... very... loudly...

THEY SEE ME TROLLIN'

THEY HATIN'

WHEN TROLLIN' MY HANDS GET LONG AND CURLY

THEY TRYNA CATCH ME TYPIN' DIRTY

TRYNA CATCH ME TYPIN' DIRTY

TRYNA CATCH ME TYPIN' DIRTY

TRYNA CATCH ME TYPIN' DIRTY

TRYNA CATCH ME TYPIN' DIRTY

I'M LOLIN' SO LOUD

I'M OWNING, THEY CRYING CUZ I BE TYPIN' DIRTY

TRYNA CATCH ME TYPIN' DIRTY

TRYNA CATCH ME TYPIN' DIRTY

TRYNA CATCH ME TYPIN' DIRTY

TRYNA CATCH ME TYPIN' DIRTY

Michael stared, as the angels couldn't help but join in and laugh. He thought they were ridiculous, like that. But all the angels and demons were laughing and singing. The creepy part? They weren't fighting or complaining at each other. They were content, having a good laugh. God was observing from the side.

"Huh." Michael thought.

"Now that's better." Gabriel smiled, happy.

And, in a flash, the moment was over.

And then the usual tension returned.


Short chapter. Please don't kill me. In this story, I'm going to be trying to bring the angels and demons together JUST A BIT. But, uh, thanks for reading. Hope my writing isn't blinding.