(A/n; This isn't proof read, deal with it lol.)

A booming voice cried out, a familiar name on its tongue. Charlie clutched his hair and whimpered. The young boy glanced at the demon; tears in his eyes as he pleaded for mercy. The creature paused, glaring at the child as he made a poor choice of words.
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Slimecicle grimaced as he recalled the rather unpleasant memory of how he acquired this rather peculiar job. It wasn't as bad as Condi had made it out to be if he was being completely honest. "Oi, Imp!" Slime sighed and looked over to the voice. "Yes, sir?" His boss had a grin filled with malice adorning his face. "You've got another group of dumbass kids." Ani elbowed him and laughed, "Good fucking luck, kids are the worst." Slime waved her off and snorted.

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Wilbur stared intently at the sheet of paper, Techno groaned at him. "Look, I know you're big on this whole 'demon' thing but nothings going to happen." Wilbur turned to him and stuck his tongue out at his brother. "You believe me, right Tommy?" Said primary schooler nodded enthusiastically, eyes fixated on the pencil.

"One more time. 3, 2, 1!" Techno rolled his eyes and chanted the mantra with his brothers.

"Charlie, Charlie, are you there?"

As soon as those words left their lips a bright green light filled the boys' room, the pencil flew off the paper entirely as a figure rose in front of them. Techno jumped back and grabbed his siblings by the back of their shirts. 'Charlie' pulled his foot out and groaned, wings flapping as he stretched. "Man that's always a pain in the ass. Right, blah blah blah demon stuff. Just say your wishes." Wilbur had a disbelieving grin on his face, eyes traveling between his brothers and the supernatural being before them.

Techno's mouth held agape, Tommy was in shock, and Charlie was just plain annoyed. "I don't have all millennium, brats, hurry up I have a card game to finish."  Wilbur's head tilted. "Wish? We have to make a wish?" Charlie looked at him, a glop of slime fell off of his face as he deadpanned at the secondary schooler. "Isn't that why people summon demons? If you didn't beckon me for that, what do you want?" He straightened his glasses and peered at the boys.

"We just wanted- you're actually real? I mean of course you're real but-" Charlie cut off his rambling as he crouched down in front of Wilbur. "You mean to tell me, you idiots summoned a demon, for no reason? Just so summon one? That's actually hilarious!" Charlie, annoyance forgotten, leaned back and cackled. "Man humans are such idiots!" Tommy reached his hand out and poked at the man's singular horn that jut out of slimy green hair. Charlie looked at the boy and sighed, he ruffled the kid's hair. He had always had a soft spot for the little ones.

"Well, I'm not able to leave until you state whatever the hell you wanted from me. So spit it out already, yeah?" Techno cleared his throat, catching the imp's attention. "Well there are some kids bullying Tommy at school..." Charlie hummed, "Would you like me to kill them?" Techno shook his head, "Not kill, frighten maybe. Can you just bodyguard Tommy every time they pick on him? Is that.. Is that even allowed?" Charlie laughed.

"I can work with that, this'll cost ya though." Wilbur sighed, "there's always a catch..." he mumbled, earning a laugh from the demon. "Your soul. When you die, you join our business. Deal?" Techno nodded, he was sick of his brother coming home with bruises.

"Perfect."

616 words. The goal was at least 700 but meh, take the kinda shit first chapter lmao.