Lil' Fella
Chaos surrounded him as he made his way down the street, as was typical in the big city, but none the less be progressed unfettered. He had a delivery to make!
So down the road he went humming a song as he happily pasted two demons gutting each other for a single dollar on the ground.
Hanging from his rights side by a strap was his delivery box containing all the goodies inside to make someone happy today. And when others were happy, he was happy!
Those big floppy ears dangling behind his head waved as he stood leaning side to side at a crosswalk amongst the crowd as they waited for the street sign to signal go.
Once the signal said to walk he waited a moment longer as everyone in the crowd moved forward. Because he waited longer, however, a anglerfish sinner shoved his left shoulder as she forced herself by him.
The lady continued on, but angrily called back over her shoulder, "Don't stand in way ya little dipshit! Some of us have places to b-" Whatever else she was going to say was cut off when a huge semi truck barreled through all the demons crossing the road, smearing blood and scattering body parts all over the street.
It was then he made his way across, moving past the scattered viscera of demons and the pained wails of the ones who weren't killed outright.
Halfway across there was the anglerfish demon lady. She was torn apart and half crushed but still alive as the eye on the remaining side of her head swiveled wildly along with an arm that was stuck up in place.
Wows. She looked like she was in lots a pain. He decided he would cheer her up!
He placed a cupcake in her twitching hand and wished her a good day, then continued on to the other side of the street.
A little while later he was walking up to the door of his delivery adress. He hopped up the steps and knocked on the poorly maintained wooden door with his paw.
He waited at the front door, rocking on his feet, and hummed a tune to himself.
The sounds of arguing, smashing glass, yelling, and breaking wood all came from the other side of the door.
Then there was a moment of silence (inside the home not the street) before angered muttering was heard from just behind the door.
He adjusted the boxy carry bag on his side and stood straight with a smile.
The door was then ripped open, "What the fuck do you want?!"
Glaring down at him stood his delivery target, it was a badger lady with a tall pink Mohawk and a beat up leather jacket with spikes on the shoulders. In her hand was a broken wooden bat.
"Hi!" he greeted with a cute smile and a wave, "Delivery for Julie Basher on 3472 Skullcrush St. with an order of a dozen Sweetie Cakes and a batch of Super Fudgies!"
He opened up his delivery box and held it up to the confused customer so she could look inside. Sure enough, wrapped all nicely was a dozen vibrantly colored and delicious looking cup cakes and a tray of brownies covered in a thick layer of fudge. It smelled delicious.
Realizing what it was, the badger lady wiped off a spot of blood from her cheek as her scowl turned into a wide sharp toothed smile. "Bitchin! I was wondering when these get here, hold on let me get some cash," she turned back into her house and shouted, "HEY JACKASS! LIL' FELLA'S IS HERE! YOU GOT THE MONEY!"
Behind her was another demon, a horned one with blue skin, strapped to a chair with chains with a swelled up face and bleeding a lot. He looked up with one barely working eye in panic as another demon, that looked like one of those cannibals, walked into view covered in dry blood.
"Yeah, yeah, here," he tossed a wad of bills at the badger lady, "Did he bring my brownies?"
"Course he fuckin did, who the fuck you think makes this shit?" she turned back to him, blocking the view once more, "Here ya go bub, this should cover everything. Even threw in a little extra for ya."
"Thank you!" he took the wad of money and handed the demon the two trays of goodies, "Enjoy and I hope you have a good day!"
The lady smiled back at his sweet smile, "Thanks guy, and don't worry," her smile turned sharper as she looked back at the tied up demon whose eye widened in fear, "We'll be havein a very good day."
With that she slowly closed the door as the demon in the chair cried out, "H-HEL-," the door clicked shut.
That done he hopped back down the stairs and placed the money he received into his special money box in his big jacket. It was covered in stickers.
Once done he made his way back to his store with a smile on his face and a song in his heart as he happily walked down the street filled with robberies, murders, theft, and sex.
It truly was a happy day in Hell.
Back in the house, the two demons enjoyed the confectionery delights over the beaten and sliced up corpse of the other guy.
The cannibal took a bite out of one of his Super Fudgies and asked, "So," he swallowed, "who was that guy anyway?"
The badger gal licked her chops free of the delicious icing of her cup cake replying, "Oh you know, he's just a little guy."
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