Page 75 of Hellfire & Tinsel
Beau jumped, detaching himself from Kassel and gaping at the door to their room where the sound was coming from.
“What is that?” he asked, panic audible.
Kassel frowned for a second before it dawned on him.
“Surprise!” he said, voice flat, but to his credit he tried doing the wiggly finger thing Beau called jazz hands. He said they made things more exciting, so he figured he’d try it out.
“What?” Beau asked.
Kassel rushed to the door, grabbing for the handle.
“KASSEL, WE’RE NAKED!” Beau screeched but the door was already open wide, leaving Beau scrambling to wrap his blanket around his body and Kassel to flash his dick at about five thousand souls gathered in front of their room.
They all fell dead silent at the sight and Kassel rolled all of his eyes before conjuring some clothes onto his body.
A disappointed sigh rippled through the crowd, but he ignored it.
“Sing!” he boomed at them, and they broke out into the most hellishly horrendous rendition of “Oh Come All Ye Faithful” the world had ever heard.
None of them could sing, the fact that they had been tortured for eons was clearly affecting them, and the screeching of a group of hatchlings in the background was helping nothing.
Still, Kassel turned to look at Beau and gave him his rare smile.
“For you,” he said, and Beau stared, clutching the blanket in his hands with an iron grip.
“What?” he asked in shock.
“They made you sad on Earth,” he said. “So they’re making it better here.”
“Kassel…” Beau said, voice wobbly as he threw himself into his arms.
“For you,” Kassel said again. “Carolers.”
