This is something from Space Battles that I came up with out of quite honestly no where, it's a silly story idea but meh, figured I'd share it regardless:

I seriously just came up with this one, broke out laughing, then decided to share it, enjoy!

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The first thing Danny woke up to was a horrific stench of sulfur and ash coming through his window, didn't that bode well for the rest of the day?

Sighing he walked downstairs to see his daughter making breakfast and couldn't help smiling. With Annette's death such times were rather rare and well...damn. He had really been dropping the ball on this whole being a parent thing hadn't he?

Pushing that thought away for a later day he soon found himself sitting at the kitchen table, he smiled at Taylor as she placed a plate of steaming scrambled eggs and bacon before him and kissed her cheek.

"You spoil me kiddo..."

His little owl smiled back at him as she poured him some tea, just like her mother before her Taylor found coffee abhorrent and beneath her notice, it was kind of adorable really. Then she sat down across from him and smiled lightly.

"Err...actually I owe you."

"Oh?" This couldn't be good...

"Yeah...uh… I sorta kinda tried to summon a demon last night and things got a bit... Hinky."

Danny froze in horror.

"Uh, yeah as an aside dad, can you pick up a couple bottles of vodka, a bag of rock salt, and if at all possible inherited silver? Just for you know, reasons?"

"...Why are you summoning demons..."

"I found mom's book and well...things happened."

"Oh for the love of god..."

"Eh, not so much, honestly, I was swearing quite a bit really. That last incubus gave me quite a bit of trouble."

Danny came to a dead standstill, "What?" he asked coldly. "You're scaring me here kiddo, I happen to know what's in your mom's books and what an incubus demands in trade."

Taylor panicked at that, "DON'T WORRY! Totally have it covered! Virtue intact and all that, no worries! On a side note, I'd also like you to pick up some 00 Buckshot, high brass, not that cheap birdshot you had before for grandpa's Mossberg."

"...That I had before?"

Taylor's mom had been bisexual, it was a sort of open secret with the whole "Running with Lustrum" thing and all. So she was iffy about this ritual from the get go. It seemed like fifty/fifty chances she'd get the succubus she was looking for which would be awesome, but an equal chance she'd get something she hadn't wanted.

As the pigs blood burnt away from the ritual circle a portal opened and three creatures that looked like Brad Pitt had skull fucked a goat walked out of the miasma of fire as the gate closed. They stared at Taylor for a time, then she eventually sighed in annoyance.

"You aren't what I intended to summon, fucking annoying..."

The lead demon grinned at her, then tilted his head to her, "Ah, but we are what you received, tell me, tiny mortal, are you ready for us?"

Taylor stared at the demons for a few moments, then shrugged as she picked up the shotgun beside her pumping it while letting out an exasperated sigh, "None of you ever played Doom, did you?"

Then his fifteen year old daughter rolled her eyes in exasperation while dryly stating, "It was for a good cause don't worry. Look, are you going to buy me liquor and ammo or not?"

"Sweet Christ Taylor this is just like the cat!"

She looked indignant at that statement, "HEY! I brought Blinky back!"

Danny groaned at that not bothering to look at his daughter as he stared at the ceiling, "As a zombie Taylor, as a zombie."

He glanced towards the ravenette teen who stared at him in genuine confusion for a few moments before asking, "And...that's a problem?" in a quiet questioning tone.

Danny dealt with it though, like mother, like daughter after all...