Anthology of DIP is a collection of short stories based on prompts given to me by freinds, readers, and my own brain thought process thingies. And length of said stories will range from a couple of paragraphs, to a sentance or two.
AU
GENDERBEND
OOC MOMENTS
And LOT'S MORE!
will be featured
Chapter 10
90. Unfortunate
"You know, Pip, it really is unfortunate that you're trapped in such a state."
The genie looked up at his master. He was polishing his lamp, which had gotten a bit dingy, since he now spent most of his time with his master outside of the lamp.
"What do you mean, Master Damien?"
"Being forever bound to that lamp, forced to serve other masters, having your powers abused. It makes me sick."
"It DOES get a bit tiring, master, but-"
"Pip, I am ready to make my three wishes," Damien said with an evil smirk, his red eyes gleaming wickedly.
Pip blinked and straitened, facing at attention.
"I'm ready to receive your wishes, Master."
"Good. For my first wish, I wish that I had the ability to summon and manipulate fire and to turn people intro any form I choose."
Pip snapped his fingers. Damien felt a cool tingle run through his body and grinned.
"For my second wish, I wish that you were free."
Pips eyes widened. The gold wrist bands that were representative of his status as a slave of the lamp clattered to the floor. He rubbed his unshackled wrists, in shock.
"M-Master..."
"I'm not your master anymore," Damien said, wrapping an arm around his shoulders in a friendly manner, grinning.
"B-but, what about your third wish?"
Damien pulled the now free genie into his lap, wrapping his arms around his waist. "You don't need magic to grant my third wish. Because my third wish is for you to become my bride."
Pip gasped, but it was swallowed as Damien pressed his lips against the blondes for a long, fierce kiss. He gazed up at his former master, his cheeks a dark shade of pink.
"I love you, Pip. Will you do me the honor of granting that wish, my free genie?"
Pip licked his lips, leaning up for another kiss "I think I can grant that wish...Damien..."
The black haired man smiled. With his new powers, and Pip at his side, they were going to conquer the world.
Oh, he was SOOO looking forward to it.
91. Scythe
"Damien, are you sure it's okay that we took this?" The precocious 9 year old asked as he followed his black clad friend. The Antichrist scoffed. "I'm the son of Satan. I can take whatever I want."
"But the Grim Reapers Scythe? What are we going to DO with it?"
"Obviously, we're going to kill people."
The blonde stopped in his tracks, shuffling his feet nervously, "I don't think this is such a good idea...we'll get into an awful lot of trouble if-"
Damien whirled around, "Pip, don't be such a pussy. Besides didn't you say you wanted to make Fatass pay for what his did to you?"
"Well, Yes, but-"
"Well, yes, but NOTHING. Now come on. It'll be fine.
"Well, alright..." Pip said, tightening his grip on the scythe, wondering what Damien had up his sleeve.
92. Series
"Say it."
"I will not."
"Say it."
"No."
"Yes."
"NO."
"I command you to say it!"
"No."
"Say it or I won't be your friend anymore."
"You're bluffing."
"Maybe I am, maybe I'm not. You wanna find out?"
A growl. "FINE! Black Butler is the best Anime series ever!"
Pip patted the demon's shoulder affectionately, "There, now was that so hard?"
Damien grumbled, "I still prefer High School Of The Dead..."
93. Falling
Tonight I'm so alone
This sorrow takes a hold
Don't leave me here so cold
Never want to be so cold
Pip tossed and turned in his bed, wincing as the bruise on his side flared with pain. His eyes filling with tears as he remembered WHOSE fist had put it there.
Your touch used to be so kind
Your touch used to give me life
I've waited all this time
Pip had waited for Damien. He had always waited after their last period for him so they could walk home together. Damien had emerged from the classroom, looking furious. Pip had rushed over to greet him. And the demon had whirled around and punched him twice in the face and once in the gut.
I've wasted so much time
Don't leave me alone
'Cause I barely see at all
Don't leave me alone
He couldn't see from his swollen black eye. His heart ached, the image of Damien standing over him, looking at him as if in shock, before turning and running away, leaving him alone in the hall for the other students to gawk at and mock still replaying in his mind.
I'm falling in the black
Slipping through the cracks
Falling to the depths can I ever go back?
Dreaming of the way it used to be
Can you hear me?
Falling inside, falling inside the black
Damien had always treated him as if he were special. That he and he alone was safe from any sort of anger or hatred that the antichrist could dish out. Because they were friends.
You were my source of strength
I've traded everything
That I love for this one thing
Stranded in the offering
In exchange for the protection and the companionship, Pip had given up everything for the demon. His personal time, his affection, his soul...Not in the form of any contract, of course, it was just understood. Pip belonged to Damien in every way, and had since they'd first met.
Don't leave me here like this
Can't hear me scream from the abyss
And now I wish for you my desire
Don't leave me alone 'cause I barely see at all
Don't leave me alone...
Pip knew Damien. He knew didn't mean it. That it was just an accident; he hadn't MEANT to hurt him. He was just anger. At Cartman, his father, the world. But not HIM.
Never HIM.
The long, lonely walk home had been torture as he struggled to make it with only one good eye and a painful stitch in his side. But no one noticed him as he walked, busted lip, black eye. No one would pity him if they did. They ignored him because he was with HIM.
I'm falling in the black
Slipping through the cracks
Falling to the depths can I ever go back
Dreaming of the way it used to be
Can you hear me?
Pip stared at the ceiling of his room, hot tears seeping down his face. A warm hand reached out, a thumb rubbing across his cheek, wiping the tears away.
"Pip..."
The blond turned his head, the glowing red irises beside his bed peering at him from across the mattress. The nineteen year old gave a hiccup as the black haired Youth crawled in beside him, touching his bruised side delicately, fingers ghosting over the sensitive flesh.
"Damien?"
His answer was a ripple of magic through his body traveling like hot waves as his wounds healed. He was tugged and tucked against the soft black wool of the demon boy's sweater.
"I'm sorry, Pip...I didn't...I didn't know it was you who..." He trailed off, "I'm sorry..."
Falling in the black
Slipping through the cracks
Falling to the depths can I ever go back
Falling inside the black
Falling inside, falling inside the black.
Pip relaxed as he was pulled tight into his embrace. Wrapping his arms around the shaking boy. "I know Damien. It was my fault. I shouldn't have snuck up on you in such a bad mood."
"That's no excuse for what I did. You're the only friend I have, and I hurt you. I don't want to lose you..."
The brit ran a hand through the black hair, "You won't. I'm yours, Damien. For as long as you want me."
The two huddled together in the darkness, content, repentant, and at peace.
94. Heaven
"Damien?"
"What?"
"What's Heaven like?"
"Fluffy clouds full of Mormons playing stupid games like pin the tail on the donkey and making egg-carton art."
"I see...And Hell is parties all day long with lots of good real estate, gambling, sex, and awesome food. And a huge lake of lava that makes a great effect at luaus."
"Yup."
"Damien?"
"Yeah?"
"I think someone must have mixed them up. Hell sounds way better than Heaven."
Damien smirked, "Shh. It's a secret. Don't tell anyone about the conspiracy."
95. Event
"Can you describe the events on the night in question? Ms. Pirrup?"
"I was coming out of my office to go home and My boss came up to me. I thought he was just being friendly, but then he put his hand on my butt and offered me a promotion if I gave him a Blow Job. I refused, so he threatened to fire me if I didn't comply and touched my breasts. I slapped him and went home. The next day I got a call from the company that I had been fired."
"What was the reason given?"
"That I wasn't meeting performance requirements."
"And you HAD been meeting these requirements BEFORE the incident, yes Ms. Pirrup?"
"I have. My records will confirm that," she said, nodding to her lawyer, who opened up his briefcase and pulled out some papers, handing them to the bailiff, Who handed them to the judge, who read over it before nodding and handing it back to the bailiff to pass to the jury.
"Let the record state that Ms. Pirrups requirements were being met before the night in question. Defense, do you have any more questions?"
"No, your honor. No further questions" he said as he took a seat.
"Then let the Jury convene and return with their verdict," the judge said, banging his gavel, allowing Pipi to return to her seat. Danielle, who had been sitting with them, put a hand on her shoulder.
"Don't worry. That ass wipe is gonna get when he deserves."
Pipi said nothing as her roommate rubbed her shoulders comfortingly.
After twenty minutes or so, the jury emerged and took their seats.
"Has the Jury reached a verdict?" The Judge asked.
"We have your honor. We find the defendant guilty of sexual harassment."
Pipi hugged Danielle as the judges gave his sentencing. something about community service and a very hefty fine to be paid to the prosecution, and cover the court costs.
"We won!"
"Told you. Let's go celebrate by going to an expensive restaurant, get wasted, and then I can use my powers to set that dick wad's house on fire."
Pipi grinned, "Sounds like a plan."
96. Chat
demonboy-666 has signed in.
Iluvengland4-ever had signed in.
demonboy-666: Hey, Pip.
Iluvengland4-ever: Hello, Damien.
demonboy-666: what's up?
Iluvengland4-ever: Playing online Chess with Pocket.
demonboy-666: who's winning?
Iluvengland4-ever: Me, of course. pocket sucks.
demonboy-666: :: evil smirk::
Iluvengland4-ever: that sounded rather insulting, didn't it?
demonboy-666: yup.
demonboy-666: I liked it^^
demonboy-666: insult him more.
demonboy-666:call him a bucked tooth moron!
Iluvengland4-ever: ur evil.
demonboy-666: damn strait.
Iluvengland4-ever: Why can't u be nice?
demonboy-666: I'm the son of Satan.
Iluvengland4-ever: bleh.
demonboy-666: U know u luv it.
Iluvengland4-ever: ::sticks out tongue::
demonboy-666: ::grin::
Iluvengland4-ever: ::pouts::.
Iluvengland4-ever: Why do I hang out with u?
demonboy-666: ::grin::because I'm awesome.
Iluvengland4-ever: ur about as awesome as a limp noodle
demonboy-666: that's not what you said last night, baby.
Iluvengland4-ever: ...
Iluvengland4-ever has signed out
demonboy-666: lol
demonboy-666 has signed out
97. Monster
"Pip...?"
"What is it?"
"Would you consider me a monster?"
"No."
"Too bad, cuz this would be really funny if you did," Damien snickered from under the bed, where he had hidden When Pip's step sister had come in to see what the noise was.
98. Pizzazz
" Remember class, this play has to be extra good, or the superintendent will cut our funding, "Mr. Garrison said as the students took their positions for their last rehearsal for the play "Remember to give it some pizazz!"
Damian turned to Pip and touched him with his finger, lighting him on fire and shooting him up into the air, where he exploded into a fantastical display of lights.
"Like that Mr. Garrison?"
"Uh...that was a little too MUCH pizazz. But good effort."
Pip yelled as he fell back to earth, landing on Kenny, covered with soot, but largely unhurt.
"Oh, my god! You killed Kenny!" Stan screamed in dismay
"You bastard!" Kyle yelled as they saw Kenny's flattened corpse.
Pip ignored them and went over to Damien "Did he like it?" he asked, dusting himself off.
"He said exploding you was a bit much, so we should probably turn it down a notch..."
"Oh, bullocks...I really like exploding, too..." Pip pouted as they went to the dressing rooms to get their costumes.
90. Unfortunate- conclusion to genie
91. Scythe- ooh, I wonder what they're gonna do to cartman!
92. Series-no comment
93. Falling-songfic. Damien got in trouble over soemthing Cartman did and got pissed off about it. Didn't see Pip and ended up hitting him, thinking his was someone else ::coughs:: Butters ::cough::
94. Heaven- no comment
95. Event- sequel to terminate
96. Chat- and here's the obligatory IMing story
97. Monster- thumbs up if you want Damian under YOUR bed^^
98. Pizzaz- Pip is either a masochist, or Damien makes exploding feel good. Or both. either way, I think it's awesome