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Pyromaniac (WSA Special) Grounded

Author:Jake Category:Unreal Update time:2022-10-14 04:21:54

My eyes followed my fathers form as he paced around the room.

Whats going on? I asked hesitantly, unsure if I should interrupt his train of thought.

But he continued pacing as if I didn even exist. He was the one to barge in here without a word. I was trying to make out what he was saying but it all sounded like the ramblings of a madman.

So I crossed my arms and leaned against the chair I was sitting in. Then, all of a sudden, he stopped and turned toward me.

I stared at this pointing finger with a raised eyebrow but didn bother saying anything. He opened his mouth then closed it again, gaping like a fish.

I raised my second eyebrow as well at this and he said, How dare you go behind my back like this?!

I frowned and said, What are you talking about?

He came closer with his pointed finger, and I had half a heart to cut it off.

His face was starting to turn red as he screamed, Beelzebub told me all about it!

I only blinked up at him slowly, keeping up my clueless exterior. My expression was perfectly calm as I looked at my nails and said, I still don know what you

e talking about.

You and Eurynome! He screamed so loud, that I winced. Although I wasn sure if it was because of Azraels loud voice or him bringing up that annoying name.

I looked at him in disgust and said, Please, we don even belong in a sentence together.

Azrael was visibly shaking in anger, and I almost regretted saying it. No one wanted to be on the receiving end of my fathers anger.

Then, he turned away from me and said in a low voice, You, young lady, are grounded.

I blinked at his form for a second, trying to decipher if I had heard him correctly. I couldn help it but I burst out into a laughing fit.

It was the most hilarious punishment I had ever heard. As if I needed his permission to do anything, demons are no stickler for rules. He should know this better than anyone.

By the time I was done, I was breathing heavily and sitting on the floor. Azrael was looking at me with a stone face but even that seemed funny to me at that moment. I barely concealed laughter as I tried to restrain myself.

When I was calm enough, he raised his hand and there was a loud smack as the windows snapped shut. My laughter was gone as I glanced behind me at the sealed window.

Slowly, I got up and tried to open the window. But it wouldn budge. So I started shooting fire at it despite knowing that the castle was spell-proof.

I was too busy attacking the window when I heard Azrael say, Have fun, Náli.

I only caught a glimpse of his form as he vanished into thin air. The fireball I had thrown for his head hit the wall and went up in smoke. I glared at it and rushed over to the door.

It was the same as the window, and I screamed. I glared at the wall as I imagined different ways to strangle Azraels fat neck. Maybe I could recreate Jesuss death by pining him to the wall with seven knives. I was going to enjoy giving him a slow death.

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