*Okay, I don't know what ships I'm going to have in the fic. I'm not
a particularly big fan of any one ship. But if you guys have any
suggestions just give them to me in a review. Thanks, bye.
"I just can't believe he'd do that to me. I was loyal to him for seven years. Well except for that one time in Mexico, and that didn't count."
"Of course it didn't." Anya comforted the crying woman while shifting in the uncomfortable suit-skirt she was wearing, she stifled a sigh, I hate having to pretend to be a make-over artist just to get a wish, the demon thought.
"He makes me want to scream, ya know?" The annoying woman cracked her wad of bubble gum and sat back in her couch, making it much harder for Anya to finish putting blush on her sallow cheeks.
"I know, men are terrible, evil even, don't you just wish."
"But Dave, he's more that evil!" The woman blubbered, cutting Anya off. "He's. He's. I wish he would just." The doorbell rang, causing the vengeance demon to sigh in defeat. The women jumped up, "Maybe its Dave!" she cried hopefully, bounding over to the door. She flung it open to reveal a man in a white suit and hat. Based on the confused look the woman gave the man Anya assumed this wasn't Dave, the demon watched their exchange from the hallway.
"Hello I'm with the Environmental Protection Agency, we're investigating possible freon leaks. Tell me do you have central air?"
The woman shrugged. Um yeah, we've got central air. What's freon?"
He rolled his eyes and began to pull a knife out of his pocket. Anya realized what was going on just in time. "Hey back off! She's mine!"
"Oh really?" The man quickly cut the woman's throat. She fell to the floor, dead.
Anya let her demon face show. "You jerk! I almost had a wish!" She slapped him on the face; he was thrown into the wall and slid to floor, staring at Anya's demon visage in shock. "Wishes aren't easy to come by you know! D'hoffryn's already coming down on my ass, I really needed a grizzly wish! Now she's dead and it's all your fault!"
"Are you a vengeance demon?" The man asked from the floor.
"Wow, you're a quick one. Now, give me one reason I shouldn't beat you to death."
He scrambled to his feet and whipped off his hat. Two small horns sprouted from his forehead. "Because I'm going to get you back on D'hoffryn's good side." He offered his hand. "I'm Azreal."
"I just can't believe he'd do that to me. I was loyal to him for seven years. Well except for that one time in Mexico, and that didn't count."
"Of course it didn't." Anya comforted the crying woman while shifting in the uncomfortable suit-skirt she was wearing, she stifled a sigh, I hate having to pretend to be a make-over artist just to get a wish, the demon thought.
"He makes me want to scream, ya know?" The annoying woman cracked her wad of bubble gum and sat back in her couch, making it much harder for Anya to finish putting blush on her sallow cheeks.
"I know, men are terrible, evil even, don't you just wish."
"But Dave, he's more that evil!" The woman blubbered, cutting Anya off. "He's. He's. I wish he would just." The doorbell rang, causing the vengeance demon to sigh in defeat. The women jumped up, "Maybe its Dave!" she cried hopefully, bounding over to the door. She flung it open to reveal a man in a white suit and hat. Based on the confused look the woman gave the man Anya assumed this wasn't Dave, the demon watched their exchange from the hallway.
"Hello I'm with the Environmental Protection Agency, we're investigating possible freon leaks. Tell me do you have central air?"
The woman shrugged. Um yeah, we've got central air. What's freon?"
He rolled his eyes and began to pull a knife out of his pocket. Anya realized what was going on just in time. "Hey back off! She's mine!"
"Oh really?" The man quickly cut the woman's throat. She fell to the floor, dead.
Anya let her demon face show. "You jerk! I almost had a wish!" She slapped him on the face; he was thrown into the wall and slid to floor, staring at Anya's demon visage in shock. "Wishes aren't easy to come by you know! D'hoffryn's already coming down on my ass, I really needed a grizzly wish! Now she's dead and it's all your fault!"
"Are you a vengeance demon?" The man asked from the floor.
"Wow, you're a quick one. Now, give me one reason I shouldn't beat you to death."
He scrambled to his feet and whipped off his hat. Two small horns sprouted from his forehead. "Because I'm going to get you back on D'hoffryn's good side." He offered his hand. "I'm Azreal."