Exorcism for the Modern Witch
Well, with the new hooves Lancer knew he couldn't go back in to work until after the demon had been removed and the hooves faded. Not having shoes that fit tended to get in the way of things...
Which is why he had a box propped up by a stick in the corner with a half a pineapple doused in tobasco sauce as the bait. He wait hiding behind the couch and desperately trying not to be the one to crack first. If he held out long enough, the demon might give up the possession and go for the pineapple. Just a little longer...
A blink, just the time it took for a blink and Lancer found himself under the box, munching painfully spicy pineapple. Dammit, it didn't work. Insult added itself to injury when the stick was nudged and the box fell, leaving him in annoyed darkness.
Right...
Which is why he had a box propped up by a stick in the corner with a half a pineapple doused in tobasco sauce as the bait. He wait hiding behind the couch and desperately trying not to be the one to crack first. If he held out long enough, the demon might give up the possession and go for the pineapple. Just a little longer...
A blink, just the time it took for a blink and Lancer found himself under the box, munching painfully spicy pineapple. Dammit, it didn't work. Insult added itself to injury when the stick was nudged and the box fell, leaving him in annoyed darkness.
Right...