“Don’t worry, I got our little buddy taken care of.” The demon assured the vampire, reaching out to pat his shoulder.

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“Don’t worry, I got our little buddy taken care of.” The demon assured the vampire, reaching out to pat his shoulder.
Oh, shit. Oh, man oh, man. And the Dennis gets hit out of the park! The crowd goes wild!
Abalim was so incredibly amused by this turn of events. It wasn’t surprising. Hell, it hadn’t even been Charlie this year! Just a clean bitch slap resonating through the room and Dennis was down for the count. This guy was pathetic even without his memories! Better make sure he doesn’t die.
Departing from the booze table, the demon in an oddly tan t-shirt and shorts combo moved to scoop up the broken boy in one arm while the other nursed his bubbling drink.
“Hi ho, Hi ho, it’s off the the ER we go.” He sang poorly. “You’re an alien and you’ll get charged up the ass, hi ho, hi ho, hi ho, hi ho~”
Firm shaking of the human. “…Dennis? Are you still alive?….”
“Okay, I need five buckets of tequila, a flat surface, and a few willing and able bodies.”
“Well, that was an anti-climax.”
“OH FUCK YOU!”
“...Room in the butt? Tasteless, Sweden.”
[casual drinking on the couch]
“Cyprus got sold below value.”