I'm going to be completely honest here. I'm not even sure what the fourth wall is, let alone if I've broken it. I think the fourth wall might have broken me.

Epilogue

"When is he supposed to get here again?" Jimmy moaned, bored and playing with a doohickey he found on one of the shelves.

"Shut up Two-Shoes." Lucifer growled, half-bored himself. "And pass me another cold one, will you?"

"Sure thing buddy." Jimmy reached over the sofa, into the cooler full of ice, and picked up an ice cold wine cooler. He handed it to Lucifer who immediately began chugging it.

"Ahhhh," The red devil monster exhaled with content relief, "that hits the spot."

"You know it's 11:30 in the morning, right?" Heloise asked rhetorically, lying on the floor bored out of her mind.

"I know; it's almost time for your naps, isn't it?" Lucifer chuckled before returning to his drink.

"Bite me Lucy." She hissed before flipping herself over onto her stomach. "And he was supposed to be here fifteen minutes ago. What's taking him so long?"

"Those pitch meetings can take forever." Jimmy answered. "I mean, I think they do. I've never actually been to one."

Knock, knock. The trio turned their heads toward the door, which opened to reveal a Caucasian man with dirty blond hair and a beard. "Hey hey guys, did ya miss me?"

"Hey Sean!" Jimmy jumped up from the sofa and walked over toward the door. Lucifer and Heloise remained in their positions, with Heloise continuing to scowl and Lucifer starting to develop his pre-noon buzz.

"Finally." Heloise and Lucifer both seemed to moan in unison.

"Sorry I'm late; I got hung up at the office." The man said, carrying his bag in past the trio.

"Well?" Jimmy held his hands together and tried to keep himself from bouncing up and down in anticipation, "What did they say?"

"Weeelllllllll… you guys know that me and Edward have been pitching it for a while now, right?"

"Yeah, and?" Jimmy asked quickly. Heloise and Lucifer also held their heads up in anticipation.

"And you know the whole idea was kind of a long-shot from the beginning, right?"

"A huh, a huh, and?" The teen asked, biting his lip in suspense.

"And after all those meetings and pitch bible revisions…"

"OUT WITH IT!" The three shouted in anticipation.

"…We got greenlit!" The man smiled and raised both his hands in the air. "We should be starting production in a couple of weeks!"

"YES!" Jimmy jumped up into the air with his fist stuck up high in celebration.

"BUT," The man quickly continued, "we had to make a few changes."

Jimmy froze midair, his face still fixed with his smile and his fist still held up. Heloise's smile quickly turned into a skeptical frown.

"What do you mean 'changes'?" She sighed, crossing her arms.

"Well, for starters, we have to make the plot a little more 'kid friendly' now."

"Oh boy, here we go." Lucifer groaned, returning to his wine cooler.

"No no, it's fine. We don't have to change a whole lot. Only now, we obviously can't use Hell for a setting. Parents aren't gonna be cool with that. So we're just going to call it Miseryville. See, all we have to do is change the name, we can still keep all the demons and lava and stuff."

"But that isn't everything, is it?" Heloise questioned.

"Uh, no, actually there's a little bit more." He took a deep breath and then clasped his hands together. "You're character is a tiny bit different now."

Lucifer started laughing. Heloise's face, however, began to form an angry scowl. "What do you mean by 'different'?" She whispered, half-threateningly.

"Um, well, you aren't a serial killer anymore. Now you're a psychotic inventor for the factory. Also, now you've been living in Miseryville all your life, so you don't know about Earth." He smiled nervously. "Plus, now you have a huge, stalker crush on Jimmy, BUT other than that you're exactly the same." He hurriedly explained.

Heloise's face went bright red with anger and embarrassment as Lucifer's laughter became much louder. Jimmy was pretending to vomit with his finger held up to his mouth.

Finally the red devil monster wiped the tears of laughter from his eyes. "Oh man, I needed that. Sooo what about me Mr. Scott?"

"Well, you know we have to drop the whole Heaven/Hell thing now, along with all the bible references of course. We can't have religious soccer moms attacking us; so from now on your name is Lucius. Lucius Heinous the Seventh."

Lucius shrugged. "Pffft, is that it?" He scoffed. "That's not nearly as bad as Miss Kissy-Face over there."

Before Heloise had a chance to pounce on the red monster, the man quickly stepped back in. "But now, you're also a bumbling half-moron."

Lucius spit out his wine-cooler all over the carpet. He choked for a minute, trying to get the last few drops out of his throat before his face became bright blue. "I'm WHAT?"

"We have to make the show friendlier for kids, so we need comic reliefs. Plus we can't have a murderous, egomaniacal, cold-hearted, intelligent antagonist. We at least need you to be somewhat incompetent, but in a funny kind of way. Don't worry about it." He tried half-heartedly to convince the red devil monster, whose eyes were turning blood red.

"Well what about me?" Jimmy asked, now looking fairly worried.

"Jimmy," The man turned toward the quirky, perpetually optimistic teenager, "I'm happy to say that you won't be changing at all."

"Awesome!" Jimmy smiled and jumped up into the air.

"Except for one thing." The man quickly added.

Jimmy froze in the air again, this time growing a worried frown. "What is it?"

"We can't use the whole 'you getting hit by a bus thing'. Too graphic. Sooo we're not going to mention how you got to Miseryville. We'll just leave it vague. But we'll make it clear that you're new and that you've experienced Earth things that Miseryvillians won't know about. Oh, and you'll be the only human now, permanently. Everyone else will just be a monster."

"I can live with that." Jimmy smiled, hopping back down on the ground.

"Whelp, that about does it for the big changes. Now all we have to do is add a few more supporting characters for the cast."

CRASH! A large explosion ripped through one of the walls, sending a blast of plaster and dust into the room. Emerging from the cloud of dust settling onto the debris covered floor was a tall, fat red devil monster with two stubby horns, a long red nose, and a long, fat red tail.

"Yello my friends. Did I hear you say you needed more characters?" He smiled.

Lucius coughed up dust and wiped his watering eyes. "And just who the hell are you?"

A small, pale Lilliputian-like monster with brown hair and a single Cyclops eye stepped into sight on top of the fat red monster's head. "Buddy, you are looking at the perfect group of supporting characters for your new show. I mean, the one we couldn't help but overhear about." He smiled guiltily.

"Were you eavesdropping on us?" Heloise snarled, wiping dust off of her now-filthy gown.

"No *cough* we were *cough* we just happened to be listening on the outside of the house." An old, short, hunchbacked green troll walked in through the hole, still coughing from the plume of dust in the air. "You're *cough* really paranoid, aren't you?"

Heloise just glared angrily at the trio.

"Well I don't know who you guys are, but you're hired!" The man suddenly exclaimed. "So is this all of you?"

"Uh no," Dorkus cut in, "Mole-Mole's still outside."

"Who is that?" Jimmy asked, giggling at the name.

"Molotov," Samy explained, expelling the last of the dust from his lungs. "He's the one who fired the missile into your wall. Uh… accidentally of course." He feigned a smile. "And then there's Jez, but she didn't want to come since she knew we'd probably end up getting all dusty."

"Perfect! Well this whole thing worked out great!" The man smiled in satisfaction.

"Speak for yourself." Lucius spat in disappointed annoyance. "If you need me I'll be drowning out my sorrows in alcohol." He grabbed three more wine coolers still chilling in the ice and then slumped out of the door.

Heloise sighed in resignation. "Ditto. See you guys later." She grabbed two of the wine coolers and followed behind the short red devil.

"Hey wait up guys! I wanna drown my sorrows too!" Jimmy shouted after them with a large smile. He picked up the entire cooler and ran to catch up to them.

"Whelp, I guess I'll see everyone on set next week then." The man declared happily before he strolled back out of the door.

"Sooo, what do you guys want to do now?" Beezy asked aloud.

"Let's go get something to eat." Samy sighed. "'Cause I know that's what you were thinking."

"Wow, you know me so well." The fat red monster giggled.

"I'm driving the tank!" Dorkus shouted in excitement, running back out the giant hole in the wall.

"Yeah right, like Molotov's ever gonna let that happen." Samy laughed, running after him.

"Wait for me! I'm no good at running!" Beezy wheezed, jogging after them.

Well, that was extremely fun. I've had this idea for the show's pilot and concept idea in my head for a while now, so it feels really good to have it written up and finished. Hopefully the 8 minute pilot they did make will be released at some point in the future, but I'm not holding my breath. Special thanks (even though there's no way they're going to see this) to Sean Scott and Edward Kay for making and developing such a unique and great cartoon concept.