gdickey

gdickey t1_iudoz5e wrote

bamph

oooooaghgoogh!!’ (Sounds of a thousand souls crying out in agony, but muted like someone put the volume down to three)

‘Oh, hello, Belial. You’re late. I was afraid I was gonna have to remake this latte.’

AaaaaOrghhareaa!

‘Uh-huh, well I won’t say anything, don’t even trip. Listen, remember yesterday we were running low on sugar-free hazelnut syrup, and if my shipment is delayed, we’d have to make a substitution?’

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!

‘I know. It’s terrible. I feel responsible, but anyway it’s happened, so I just used regular hazelnut, but listen this one’s on the house. So if he notices, tell’em I’m sorry. I’m not supposed to do that, but hey, we do our best. And ya know, we’ll figure something out, if this keeps happening.’

Belial takes the cup, and vanishes in a poof of sulphuric mist. Then the cup reappears as it smashes against wall, a grizzled clawed hand still gripping the cup, as it spins on the floor, it’s contents dripping off the chalkboard menu behind the counter.

‘Well that’s just rude.’

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