On the outskirts of the Pentagram City laid the mansion of Hell's notable kingpin Sir Pentious. Within, the snake demon and Victorian era inventor was sulking after losing another battle in his conquest to conquer Hell.

His latest attempt was causing an artificial extermination with a weaponized blimp to gain territory by force. What stood in his way was his arch rival Cherri Bomb. He was foiled when Angel Dust helped her fight the Egg Bois.

To make himself feel better, Sir Pentious was playing "Toccata Fugue in D Minor" backwards while his minions were sitting on the floor as his audience and struggling to stay awake.

When Sir Pentious finished, he waited for an applause and heard nothing but snoring.

Sir Pentious turned around and hissed as loudly as he could causing the Egg Bois to wake up and start clapping as much as they could.

"That's better," Sir Pentious said out loud in his Victorian British accent as he snapped and got one of his minions to hand him a mirror.

He grabbed the mirror, admired his reflection, stroked his frill, and said, "Look at this perfection. Not even Adonis could compare to thee. One day, you'll have all of Hell's applauses and then you'll really bang up to the elephant. If only that wagtail and her drag queen itsy-bitsy didn't get in my way…"

Sir Pentious squeezed the mirror in his hand until it shattered into pieces. Three Egg Bois immediately got to work cleaning it up.

"I would've…" he continued and then repeated when his minions didn't give him the response he wanted. "I would've…"

"Oh, taken over Hell," said the Egg Boi holding the dust pan.

"Brought Hell into another Victorian Era," said the one holding the broom.

"And become the new Devil," said the one holding the waste basket.

Sir Pentious finally turned around again and said, "Yes! And I'd do a better job than that goody two-shoes princess who came to Bomb and Dust's defense…"

He growled and continued, "Oh, how that little chit irritates me! I don't understand why any father would let their daughter be this rebellious. In the old days, she'd be locked up for female hysteria."

Sir Pentious then snapped his fingers again and had a fainting couch brought to him. He stretched out across it while throwing off his coat and his bowtie.

"But one day when I have enough support, I'll overthrow the entire Magne family," Sir Pentious said as he snapped his fingers again to summon another Egg Boi to give him a back massage. "Oh, I swear. Hell will be mine once I gain some more territory next year. I'll be able to overthrow Satan for sure once I gain a larger army of demons. I'd be happy to take his job. He's too much of a coward. Unwilling to go against the boundaries God laid out for him. Unwilling to go all the way to completely bring the world into darkness. He and that daughter of his will sod off. The only one who'll stay is that fine bird who reigns with him…OW! Hey! Not so hard!"

"Sorry, boss," the Egg Boi said meekly.

"On the day Satan is gone, his wife will be all mine," Sir Pentious said with a perverted smile. "And I'll partake of that fruitful vine day and night…Uh, a little to the right on the shoulder blades."

The Egg Boi obeyed and he continued, "I can just imagine her beautiful body against mine, her golden hair wrapped around my fingers, my tail wrapped around that soft waist. She'll be all mine. I'll end that career of hers. No one will be allowed to see that beautiful body, except me…OW!"

The Egg Boi massaging him had run down his back, over his head, and over to the other side of the couch.

"Hey!" Sir Pentious growled as he sat up on his elbows and glared at his minions. "What's eatin' you?"

The Egg Bois were huddled together and trembling violently.

"What is it?!" Sir Pentious yelled.

They couldn't bring themselves to speak, but one of them pointed behind the snake demon.

Sir Pentious quickly pulled on his coat and his bow tie, stood up, sharpened his claws, and snarled, "What demon would dare to enter my home?!"

He turned around and every eye on his body opened widely as he screamed and crawled backwards off the couch he was leaning on. Leaning on his elbows on the top of the fainting couch was the very pale-skinned, rosy-cheeked being Sir Pentious had insulted.

Satan's unamused expression twisted into a smile and he stood up walking towards Sir Pentious saying, "Don't worry, Sir Pentious. It is only me, your king. Now, what was this you were saying about my wife?"

Sir Pentious stood up, slithered backwards, and stammered, "S-S-Sire, I-I-I-I didn't mean any of that..."

He quickly looked over his shoulder and yelled, "What are you mulling about for? We have a guest!"

The Egg Bois snapped out of their fear paralysis and quickly assembled a table, two chairs, and a tea cart.

"Would you like some tea, your highness?" Sir Pentious asked nervously.

Satan nodded and sat himself down in one of the chairs.

An Egg Boi started to push the tea cart towards him, but Satan telekinetically lifted the Egg Boi and said, "I'll be serving myself. This poor fool is so scared out of his wits he'll only spill the tea all over me."

Then he telekinetically tossed the Egg Boi into his comrades who groaned in pain without breaking while Sir Pentious said, "A wise decision, your highness."

Satan then telekinetically served himself the tea with a cube of sugar and bit of cream and said, "When you've been doing this as long as I have, you learn to expect certain things from people. They are all quite predictable. Speaking of which…Seems like you had a busy day after the most recent Extermination."

"Oh, that?" Sir Pentious said nervously. "Oh, no, no, no…A rival and I were simply fighting over some land that I found first. Isn't that right, Bois?"

The Egg Bois nodded their heads nervously.

"Whatever you say," Satan replied rolling his eyes.

"Anyway, what brings you here today, your majesty?" Sir Pentious asked. "Are you interested in my new work? I'd be glad to sell you some of my work for a price. But for a price, half-off. You could even have a hammer as a bonus."

Satan placed his tea cup on the table in front of him and said, "I'm not here for your doohickeys or your thingamajigs, and your flattery bores me. So, you can stop kissing my ass like the dog that you are…"

The Egg Bois looked at their boss who continued smiling even though his eyes were twitching.

Satan leaned back in his chair, raised an eyebrow at the snake demon, and said, "What makes you think you could ever be the Devil, Sir Pentious? It's not an easy job to be constantly in rebellion against God and his forces of good. Sometimes, you need assistance, which leads me to the reason for my visit. I'm sure you know about the project my daughter is working on. I know you've met her. The goody-two-shoes?"

"Oh, no," Sir Pentious pleaded. "I meant she was too good for shoes. Loyal demons should be able to kiss her feet."

"Hmmmm…. yeah," Satan said sarcastically. "Anyway, I hardly need to explain why this hotel of hers undermines my entire mission. I need you to help me bring it down. You will spy on the hotel as a mole and gather as much information as you can on hotel's budget, capacity, and guests."

"Then with your extended knowledge, we, I mean, you can use it to your advantage! It's brilliant!" Sir Pentious said before he bit his lip again.

"Yes, and in addition, I will need your minions to help me spread temptations around Hell's Nine Circles," Satan said looking at the Egg Bois who were shaking nervously.

He smirked at them cruelly, let his eyes glow red, muttered something in ancient Hebrew, and ended it with a "Boo!"

The Egg Bois panicked and started screaming while running around in circles. Satan chuckled under his breath.

"Enough!" Sir Pentious commanded causing the Egg Bois to line up.

Once they had calmed down, Sir Pentious said, "You know, your evilness, your brilliant plan might be how you say an interference with my useless time. I will require some compensation in return for my services."

Satan's eyes twitched in anger before he smirked evilly, teleported in front of the snake demon, grabbed Sir Pentious by the collar of his coat causing the latter to tremble uncontrollably and shake off his hat, and said, "Well, then. Let's negotiate. Shall we?"

Before Sir Pentious could react, the Devil telekinetically threw open the doors leading to Sir Pentious' outside stone patio, unleashed his black fallen angel's wings, and flew outside into the sky with the snake demon in his grasp.

Sir Pentious screamed loudly as Satan flew so high that Pentagram City was out of sight by the time he finally stopped.

"So, you wanted to negotiate?" Satan asked cruelly before dropping the snake demon.

Sir Pentious screamed even louder as he plummeted towards the ground. He tried using his frill as a parachute, but his body was simply too heavy. He looked up and realized that Satan had closed his wings and was falling upside down next to him.

"Hmmm…" Satan said scratching his chin nonchalantly. "Just what could I give you to compensate for your time? I don't know. It sounds cheap, but I think your soul's present existence should be good enough. But then again, if you want to bargain, I know of a cool spot in the Lake of Fire…"

As the ground came into sight, Sir Pentious begged, "Alright! Alright! I'll do it for you free of charge!"

The Egg Bois pulled out a trampoline for their boss to land on, but he knew he was falling to quickly to land on it.

"Save me, please!" Sir Pentious yelled at the top of his lungs just as he approached the trampoline and closed all his eyes to brace for impact.

Satan grabbed the snake demon's tail and flew in place for a moment. When Sir Pentious finally opened his eyes, Satan dropped him on the trampoline.

The Egg Bois lowered Sir Pentious to the ground while Satan landed on the ground, absorbed his wings, and said, "Any more questions?"

The Eggs Bois who weren't helping their hyperventilating boss to his feet swiveled around and covered their eyes, ears, and mouths.

"Good," Satan continued while pulling a huge bundle of flyers from his coat. "Now, while some of you go with Sir Pentious to spy on the Happy Hotel, the rest of you will pass out these flyers around the nine circles to inform the other demons of new temptations that they should indulge in by the end of the day…"

Satan dropped those flyers on the ground, manifested hundreds of other flyers, and said, "If any of these flyers are left by tonight, I will personally bash your heads in and use my staff as a fork while I eat you for breakfast tomorrow morning. Now, GO! MOVE IT!"

The Egg Bois grabbed all the flyers as quickly as they could and disappeared out the door within seconds.

As the Egg Bois finally got Sir Pentious to his metaphorical feet, Satan walked over to him, cupped his chin, and said, "I'm so glad we could reach an agreement. It's a pleasure doing business with you, Sir Pentious. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have another defiant little bitch I need to put in her place. Ta ta!"

Satan winked at him before he teleported away.

When Sir Pentious was alone with his Egg Bois again, he growled and hissed at the same time as loudly as he could muster.