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- >"YIELD MORTAL, DO AS I SAY AND YOUR SOUL MAY BE SPARED"
- >You look over at a small dark crimson mare, wig black hair and flame red eyes.
- >The little hell raiser was about level with your waist.
- "Well, aren't you just the cutest?"
- >"YES, I AM TH- Wait, what? Cutest? FOOL, I AM THE SPAWN OF LUCIFER HIMSELF!"
- "Lucy must have a cutie patootie wife, because you're just so adorable I could give you tummy rubs all day long!"
- >"CEASE YOUR INSOLENCE, ONE THOUSAND YEARS OF DARKNESS BEGINS NOW!"
- >Scooping the bundle of adorableness into your arms, you cradle her.
- "Who's a cute little demon? Huh? Is it you? Is it? That's right, you're a cute little demon, yes you are! Yes you are!"
- >"I WILL GIVE YOU ONE FINAL CHANCE, PEASANT. RELEASE ME OR I SHALL DEVOUR YOUR SOUL IN AN INSTANT!"
- "Devour my soul in an instant? You'd better not eat it that fast, or you'll get a tummy ache!"
- >The precious little hell spawn wriggled its way out of your arms and staggered as it landed on the ground.
- >"You know what? Fuck this. Fuck all of it. I'm out, cya bitches!"
- "*GASP* Does your mother know you speak like that? What would Lucy say?!"
- >With an annoyed look on her face, a summoning circle appears at her hooves and engulfs her in flames, then subsides, leaving your living room empty and lighting your carpet on fire.
- "What a nice mare."
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