Brief had gone home 15 minutes after Socks and Stocking left. Boxer and Panty took the liberty of inviting their "friends" over from their respective night clubs of choice. The two blonde angels were now on their hands and knees on Panty's bed side by side and completely stripped of all their clothing. Their respective "friends" fucked them from behind. Panty started up on conversation out of sheer boredom.

"How come your bro was so eager to leave with Stocking, Boxer?" She asked him.

"I don't know. Maybe he just what's to get back to Heaven as soon as possible." He answered.

"Why the fuck is he even here. He seems like he's a pretty good egg."

"Good question. I always thought he was down here because he always such a bitch to Jesus."

Panty thought for a second. "Naw, I don't think the "lord and savior" would be that much of a butt hurt cry baby."

Boxer shrugged. "Whatever the reason, I'm happy he's here with me. He's such a good…HEY!"

Boxer looked back to the two gay men in back of him. "What's going on back there? You boys act like I've never done double before. Move in a little more."

The men did as they were told. "Hng...Ok move out a tiny bit…that's better. I'm sorry, were you saying something Panty?"

"No you were…anyway, what if Socks and Stocking had a thing for each other and they started fucking?" She said.

"I'd be ok with that," Boxer replied, "and if they tie the knot then that means…"

"You'd be my bro." Panty finished, "Wow, now I actually hope they screw. It would be awesome to have you as a…" Before Panty would finish one of her men walked in front of her, his crotch facing her face.

"NO! FUCK OFF! I'M TRYING TO HAVE A CONVERSATION WITH MY FRIEND! WAIT IN BACK LIKE EVERYONE ELSE!" She shouted at him. She turned her head back to Boxer, "Nerve of some fuckers." She said to him.

"Tell me about it." He said.

Meanwhile Socks and Stocking were crawling through the air vents of City Hall. How they got there? Well, there was a security guard in front of the door and it was the same one that Socks met in the park earlier that day when trying to hand catch the koi in the pound in the center of the park. Socks didn't feel like putting up with him also the Demon Sisters probably have security cameras all over the entrance hall, so after looking around the skyscraper they found a vent leading inside. Socks was crawling in front of her for obvious reasons.

"You still up for the ice cream store after this?" He looked back at her and saw she was obviously exhausted from the heated vents.

"We're still going even after what I said?" She asked.

"Of course, I promised right?"

A minute of silence before Socks spoke again. "I'm going to get Sherberman. Are you going to get Sherberman?"

"What?" Stocking asked.

"Sherberman. It's Sherbet and Superman mixed." Socks answered.

"…I have never heard that one."

"Oh it's great, you'll love it." Socks reassured. Suddenly he came to a stop and Stocking bumped into his behind.

"What the fu-"

"SHH!" Hissed Socks.

He looked down through the grate below him and saw a queen sized bed, black blanket, black pillows, black everything. This must be there room he thought. He heard the door open and in walked Scanty and Kneesocks. The two Goth angels removed their legwear, Stocking's transformed into her katanas and Sock's turned into sais.

"Ok. On the count of three, I'm going to push this grater aside and we're going to ambush them." Socks whispered to Stocking. "The main question is how are we going to get them to talk?"

Stocking smirked. "Oh I can be very persuasive." She said giggling softly.

One Successful Ambush Later…

"WHERE THE FUCK IS THE GHOST YOU RED CUNTESS!?" Stocking screamed holding her swords against Scanty's neck. Across the room Socks had Kneesocks in a similar position with his weapons against her neck.

Scanty laughed at her and spat in her face. Stocking wiped it off and smacked her to the floor with the hilt of her sword. She then put her foot on the downed demon's chest and pointed a sword towards her forehead.

"Where. Is. The. Ghost?" She asked again.

"Foolish angel." Scanty laughed, "You really think I would tell you? You can unleash your anger upon me if you wish. But that won't get you answers now will it? Not that you'll ever get them."

Stocking flipped her sword over and began bashing Scanty's face with the hilt again. This time repeatedly. Scanty laughing the entire minute of it. "My master is an expert in bondage. You really think I can't take a beating?" She taunted.

Meanwhile at the other side of the room Socks was also having no luck with Kneesocks. He asked nicely, gave her death threats, and tried intimidating her. Nothing. He suddenly had an idea. They want us to lose our cool and kill them both. What if we just killed one…

"Alright Scanty," he called out gaining said demons attention, who was pinned under Stocking.

"If you won't tell us maybe Kneesocks will." He turned to Kneesocks. "Miss. Kneesocks, where is the ghost?" He asked as if he was acting in a play.

Kneesocks only laughed in response and shook her head. Socks than lifted up his foot and slammed it down on one of Kneesocks. Taken by surprise, she let out an open mouthed scream. Socks took the opportunity to quickly reach in her mouth and grab her tongue and pulled as far as it would go. He then quickly reached into his pants pocket with his free hand and pulled out a bottle of Holy Water and unscrewed the cap. He wrapped his arm around Kneesocks' head so she couldn't move and dangled the open bottle over her exposed tongue.

"Hey. No wonder you can't tell us. Your tongue is too dry. Let me wet it for you." He said evilly. He poured a drop on her tongue. It landed with a hissing noise as it burned into the organ. Kneesocks let out a loud scream. Socks looked back at Scanty.

"You can tell us Scanty, or you can live without your sister. We'll give up on the ghost and go home, but will it really all be worth it for you?" Socks said.

"I'll never tell you!" Scanty yelled.

"Hear that Kneesocks?" Socks poured a fair amount of Holy Water onto the demon's tongue. It hissed as it landed producing steam this time. Kneesocks was beginning to tear up from the massive amount of pain as she let out another shriek, louder this time. Scanty just laid there, pinned on the ground also growing teary from watching her sister suffer and being able to do nothing about it. Socks let go of her tongue and grabbed her cheeks, squeezing them and forcing her mouth open. He then pushed his hand forward, forcing Kneesocks' head upwards. He dangled the bottle over her open mouth.

"Last chance Scanty. Where is the ghost?" Socks asked for a final time.

Scanty broke down. "THE POWER PLANT!" She cried sobbing. "THE POWER PLANT YOU MONSTER! NOW LET HER GO!"

"Was that so hard." Socks said releasing Kneesocks.

Stocking was satisfied with the answer and got off Scanty, who immediately ran for Kneesocks.

"To the power plant then." Said Socks. "And thank you Scanty. I will see you Monday at school."

With that the angels exited out of the vent and crawled out towards where they came in. Scanty sat with her legs crossed on the floor cradling Kneesocks in her arms. Kneesocks put both her hands on her older sister's face. "Sister…" she whispered.

"Shhh." Scanty quietly whispered stroking the younger demon's face. "They will pay." She muttered. "They will pay."

Socks and Stocking were back outside and made their way to See-Through. As they got in Stocking asked "That was fucking brutal, where did you learn how to do that?"

"Came to me naturally. I did it all the time with Jesus, but with wine. Recovering alcoholic my asshole." Socks answered.

Stocking laughed a little at this before another question came to mind. "They said the ghost was at the power plant. What did that have to do with 'Avenue'?"

Socks thought for a little bit before Stocking spoke before him. "Oh fuck me, 'Electric Avenue' because of the power plant...How the fuck were we suppose to figure that out? Who writes these hints?"

Up in Heaven...

"Whose the taintwaffle now Socks?" Laughed the Lord and Savior.

To Be Concluded…