As they wandered into the Comic Con, they all looked around. Bartleby and Loki were dressed normally. Tiffany was in all (tight) black, and two little horns poked out from under her hair (Loki had started to freak out before Tiffany had showed him the white string that held it in place. She waited, however,till he had gotten a good head of steam.). Darren was in slightly looser, but still tight all white cloths, with a set of wings sticking out of his back, folded neatly.

They wandered around, people parting slightly and letting them through. Occasionally, people would walk over to take pictures with them, but generally, they were left alone. They eventually wandered into a crowd in front of stage.

"And now, we will pick some lucky girl to sing the song of your choice. And we pick..."The lights in that section of the hall dimmed and a spotlight skimmed the crowd and stopped on...guess who."And will the devil please move to the front of the auditorium?"Yeah, her.

Tiffany gritted her her teeth and and moved forward, through the part in the crowd, and skipped onto the stage. The announcer blinked and his adams apple bobbed before he handed over the mic. She smiled at him and walked to the front of the stage.

"Now. What am I singing again?" All of a sudden, there was a roar of voices, but one carried above the rest.

"Into The Night." Tiffany raised a eyebrow and set the mic into the stand. She turned and picked up the guitar from its stand behind her.

"Like a gift from the heavens, it was easy to tell
It was love from above that could save me from hell
She had fire in her soul it was easy to see
How the devil himself could be pulled out of me

There were drums in the air as she started to dance
Every soul in the room keeping time with their hands
And we sang

Ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay
And the voices rang like the angels sing
We're singing, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay
And we danced on into the night

Ay, oh, ay, ay, oh, ay, oh
And we danced on into the night

Like a piece to the puzzle that falls into place
You could tell how we felt from the look on her face
We were spinning in circles with the moon in our eyes
The room left them moving between you and I

We forgot where we were and we lost track of time
And we sang to the wind as we danced through the night
And we sang

Ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay
And the voices bang like the angels sing
We're singing ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay
And we danced on into the night

Ay, oh, ay, ay, oh, ay, oh
And we danced on into the night
Ay, oh, ay, ay, oh, ay, oh
And we danced on into the night

Like a gift from the heavens, it was easy to tell
It was love from above that could save me from hell
She had fire in her soul it was easy to see
How the devil himself could be pulled out of me

There were drums in the air as she started to dance
Every soul in the room keeping time with their hands
And we sang

Ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay
And the voices bang like the angels sing
We're singing ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay
And we danced on into the night

Ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh
And the voices bang like the angels sing
We?re singing ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay
And we danced on into the night

Ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay
Ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay
Singing ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay
And we danced on into the night ..."

The auditorium erupted into loud applause, and Tiffany smiled. That smile froze when a British voice echoed behind her.

"Well, that was easy."

It was God and the Metatron, but it was also a woman in tight red leather and a man who looked like the Metatron's evil twin. Tiffany backed up slightly, and into Darren, who had jumped onto the stage.

"You would have thought it was harder, really, but they have even dressed up as themselves."Tiffany raised a eyebrow. Darren's arm circled her stomach and tightened.

"Bartleby?"

"Loki?"

They came on either side, though slightly in front of, the two.

"Well, lookie who we have here."

"Leave them alone."

"Shut up, girl. This is your mother, and master. You shall obey her, and as a extension, me."Loki didn't feel sorry for Beazlebub at all, and he felt Tiffany's glare start to heat up.

"I obey no one." Tiffany and Darren's hands had drifted together, and now they started to glow. He disappeared into dust.

"But-what?"The metatron was channeling both supernatural beings with this sentiment.

"Oh, please. Have you never read Good Omens? We grew up with neither truly good, or truly evil teachings, and therefore grew up as human incarnate. My question is, why couldn't you have left us alone?"

"They're your parents!"

"Really? Did they raise me? Did they make sure I had three squares? Were they at any of our baseball games? I think not. They aren't our parents. The closest have been them."Bartleby and Loki looked back to see that both were gesturing at them. They looked at each other, and then got slightly closer to the teenagers.

"But its the Apocalypse!"

"No it isn't, we've been stopping it from happening."Tiffany rolled her eyes as she said this, and the idiot was heavily implied.

"But-but-"

"But nothing. Goodbye."The hands glowed again and this time, the entire room flickered.

Loki, Bartleby, and Darren were in the front row, the Metatron standing next to them, looking vaguely amused. Tiffany was standing on the stage, unruffled, and the watching crowd looked slightly confused. Tiffany moved back up to the mic.

"I said, any other suggestions?"

The room filled with voices, and they all smiled secretively.