A Demon Was Asking Me What I

Ku’sox Was Indeed A Demon. In. The. Sun. I Needed Answers, But I Wanted Them From Al, Not…cute Socks Here.

And I’m Not Spying! I’m Evaluating!” “it’s The Same Difference!

They Weren’t Idiots, But I Attracted Trouble That Just Begged Me To Beat It Into Submission.

You Look Like The Vamp Who Bled The Cat.

God, It Stinks,” I Said, Hand Over My Nose As He Pulled Me Into A Long Step. Al Strode Forward, Head High. “it’s The Stench Of Bureaucracy, My Itchy-witch, And Why I Chose To Go Into Human Resources When But A Wee Lad.