Title: Deal with the Devil
Fandom: Angel
Rating: PG-13 for disturbing imagery
Words: 100
Disclaimer: Not mine; they're Whedon's. sob
Written for: LJ Community Challenge100's "write about something unsettling" challenge
Notes: Because I can't think of anything more unsettling than whiskey-swilling, profane, demonic puppets stealing children's lives...Spoilers for "Smile Time."
"So, that's all I have to do?" Gregor Framkin asked nervously.

The demon on the other side of the desk smiled at him, showing too many teeth. "Your John Hancock, right here. In blood, please."

Framkin breathed deeply, hesitated a moment, then signed. A door opened to his left, and a quartet of puppets walked into the room. Eyeing him and sneering, the boy puppet said, "Hello, dickwad. My name's Polo. You and me are gonna be real close." Framkin gasped in agony when Polo jammed his hand into his back and grabbed his spine.

"Let's go. It's Smile Time!"

Author's Note: I left that last line vague on purpose, because it's creepier if you don't know who says it, Polo or Framkin.