I got this from a Tumblr prompt..
I have writers block so dont expect any chapters out for a bit. Idk where to take my longer chapters sighs.

DONT TAP TOP IMAGE UNLESS U WANT PLOT SPOILERS lmao
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Tommy has been feeling down as of recently. Really down, like ready to quit his job, dig a ditch and die in it kind of down. Now what could he do to fix this?

He sat there for a moment, watching a brief sample of the same depressing news that showed up on the television. "Two dead and 16 wounded in the latest attack this week. Citizens cower in fear as they watch and wonder, who's been causing these attacks? When will it happen again. And will they be next? More on tonights show! For now, let's hear Dan coming in with the weather- now to you, Dan!" He clicked off the news, not in the mood to hear Miller talk about the rainy weather. His eyes flicked between the ticking clock and the cop show he'd just turned to. He let out a sigh and got off the sofa, letting the television play softly in the background. Heading to the kitchen, the young adult noticed that his feline companion was not in his usual waiting spot. He shrugged, the black cat was probably hiding somewhere again.

"Shroud! Come here kitty!" He called out as he began to serve the cat's meal. Some nice raw fish and chicken, topped with pumpkin and some other healthy foods. What? Just because he eats bad doesn't mean his cat should! Speaking of said feline, he noticed the cat had made his way into the kitchen, curiously staring at where the young adult stood. "Guess you smelled the food, huh little guy?" he cooed to the feline as he set the bowl down, watching as he began to happily dig into the food, "someone was hungry." he laughed before being interrupted by his own stomach growling. "Ah- me too.. guess I'll make a sandwich," he got up from his crouch and glanced over at the bread basket, "we do have some white bread left over, right?"

He headed over to the bread basket, taking two of the last five slices of bread out of its plastic bag. He then grabbed a plate from the rack, placing both slices onto it with a hum. Soon the bread was covered in some leftover bacon and eggs. (sorry guys, idk what british folk eat in their sandwiches. i eat leftovers in mine lmao) He turned to the final ingredient, the ketchup. With a quick motion, he flipped the cap open and began to pour it onto the egg. Just a few random motions, thats all. He then shut the cap and placed it back onto the counter. "Should I put it in the fridge now.. or later?" he thought out loud, not noticing the commotion that had began beside him. Well not until something began to speak.

"What the hell-?" an almost radio-sounding voice spoke, causing the young adult to jump with a squeak (not that he'd ever admit that he'd made such a noise). Now in front of him, stood a short satyr-like demon. The demon glanced up at him, noticing the mans scared look. "Oh." Was all they could muster as they looked on at the thin, pale, young adult.

The two stared at each other for a moment, both obviously in shock. Neither moved , not until Tommy decided to take a step back and read his hand into the bread bin, pulling out two more slices of white bread. He placed the last of his leftover bacon and egg, drizzling ketchup soon after. He glanced back at the demon, whose expression was now morphed into something aligned with curiosity as he watched the human work. Tommy held out this newly created sandwich to the demon, listening to the noise of its hooves as it slowly drew closer. He watched it as it quietly (and surprisingly gently) took the food into his clawed hands. The demon murmured a small "thanks" before suddenly poofing before the mans eyes.

"So.. put the ketchup away now then?"

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He doesn't know how it happened, but as Tuesday rolled around and he re-entered work, he noticed something different has happened to his occupation. "Congratulations on your raise!" His boss cheered with a genuine smile (which was almost terrifying for him, considering his boss NEVER smiled. Especially not for Tom Simons out of all people!). "I heard about your request for a pay raise and promotion, and I just had to agree! Your new tasks are in your email, congratulations again Tom!" His boss cheered as they exited the office, leaving a stumped Tommy standing by his cubicle.

"What the fuck.." he murmured as he sat in his chair, avoiding the equally confused and suspicious gazes from his co-workers as he did so. Well- trying to at least.

"Yo Toms!" He internally groaned as the voice of one of his work friends grew closer. "How'd you manage to get on D's good side? Blackmail? Occultism?" he paused, his voice returning in a whisper, "did ya suck his dick or something?" The accusation made the blondes pale face turn a shade of bright pink as he turned his face to meet eyes with his (least) favorite co-worker.

"Eryn! What the fuck- you don't ask people that!?" He shouted as he waved his arms in the air.

"Well.. did ya?"

"NO!!"

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921 words, im gonna make a 2nd part to this.

published 15:42  wednesday march 8 2024