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The Devil's Intern Part 3

The demonic elevator crashed dead center inside the devil's large office space. Its crooked doors popped open with Lu and his new intern stepping outside.

"Welcome to Hell!" Lu said, "My home away from home."

Joshua pinched his nose together. "I don't like the smell." he gasped. There was a foul odor of rotten eggs in the air. At least it wasn't burning meat, but rotten egg smells were bad enough. 

"You'll get used to it." the devil assured, "Let's meet the gang. Ah, here they are."

Both Lu and Joshua were welcomed by an assortment of familiar faces. A purple succubus Joshua had seen numerous times before. Lilith was her name. She had come up to the Gravely household before. The short, stubby bat-like demon Scrugs was also among the welcome committee. 

There were three other demons that Joshua recognized but didn't remember their names. He last saw them during Rosemary's game night at her house, and he recognized the larger of the three, Moloch, was the father to one of his friends, Dominic.

The last demon Joshua was completely unfamiliar with but he recalled Rosemary's stories about him. He looked as Rosemary described him. Some sort of centaurian creature with the body and head of an old spider. Six fingers in each had that carried a long staff. Six black eyes that rarely blinked. A scarf that covered most of his face. Dressed himself like a demonic pope with his ragged robes and papal tiara. 

Legion. That was the one Rosemary described. Legion, the dark sorcerer and priest of heresy. Joshua was sure that this demon never came up to his world, but what reason would he? The demon was described as being very old. No one knew how old exactly but he could recall Hell looking much, much different than it was now.

Lu began his role call. "Here's Lilith. My personal secretary."

"Ello there." The sweet succubus greeted with a curtsy. "Please to have you down here with us."

"And here's Scrugs, my personal assistant." 

"Hiya, Josh!" Scrugs also greeted.

"You already know these fellas: Balthazar, Ghuul, and Moloch."

"Wazz up!" the wild Balthazar hollered.

"Welcome to the hotbox, kid." the timid Ghuul said, giving the boy a short salute with his fingers.

"Sup." the hulking Moloch grumbled. Never was one for small talk.

"And last but not least. My loyal adviser, Legion."

"Welcome to our domain, young Master Wordworth." The old demon bowed his rounded head.

"Hello," Joshua gave a kind wave. "Nice to see you all again, and to meet some of you for the first time."

The demons noticed something off. The human boy wore something around his neck. It was a necklace with a silver chain. Attached at the end was an odd-shaped T. Yet the demons recognized that this was no letter.

"Watch it, everyone!" Balthazar screeched, hopping a couple steps back from the boy. "Kid's got a cross!"

"Keep it away. Keep it away." Ghuul urged.

"Oh, I'm melting." Moloch bellowed. "Oh, what a world."

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt anyone." Joshua nervously said, covering his rosary with his hands. 

"The only thing you're hurting is their acting career," Lu assured, unconvinced by his friends' stale performances.

 "And their humility." the ancient warlock Legion grumbled, also dismayed by his fellow kin.

The demons all started to laugh. "Oh that's hysterical." Balthazar cried, "Kid thinks demons are repelled by crosses."

"Beware!" Scrugs playfully put his claws together to form a cross, "The power of the 'T' compels you."

"I think they make nice little earrings if you ask me." Lilith teased with the others.

Their laughter ended when one by one each demon was struck across their heads. From tallest to shortest—starting with Moloch to Scrugs—they all felt a blow from Legion's wooden staff.

"Holy objects and other relics should not be taken lightly." Legion scolded his fellow demons. "Now act your ages! You're being rude to our guest."

"Ah, we were just having a little fun," Balthazar said, rubbing the fresh lump on his head, "nothing too personal."

"Wait, I don't understand," Joshua queried, "Shouldn't my cross repel you?"

"Why would it?" Moloch asked.

"Because the Bible referred to demons as being angels who were cast out from Heaven," the boy went on, "and Lucifer—er, Lu, I mean—was their leader. And anything resembling Christ is suppose to be a defense against demons."

"A few truths do not account for the whole story." Legion bellowed.

"Meaning?"

Lilith explained, "There are actually no angels down here, love. Except for the boss of course. But he's a full-blooded demon now."

"Truthfully, I don't know what happened to my followers." Lu added. "I took the fall and was kicked out, and they were banished elsewhere. Not sure where." he shrugged off his old memories. "That's ancient history. Perhaps it's time to get to know the real story. Legion, if you would do the honors."

Legion bowed his head to his king. "As you command, my lord," With his dark power, his decrepit hand waved in the air. Old candles hidden in the shadows lit up, revealing a decorated mosaic depicting various demons and locations of the Inferno. The centerpiece bared the image of a humanoid being—with large teeth, red skin, and a pair of horns—engulfed in a sea of fire and smoke. The painted, dark eyes haunted young Joshua the more he stared at the mosaic. It resembled what his mother and the church always described about the deceitful devil of the old testament. 

"Our long, factual history began long ago after celestial beings fought a civil war with one another. In the outcome only three have survived. Together they founded a new paradise and crafted new lifeforms in their own image, to rebuild what was lost in their world. They created many worlds across many galaxies. Two worlds were the most promising, yet one was given more attention than the other. It became a kingdom of light. A sanctuary for the pure. What these beings did not know was that they were not the only ones to have survived."

"This is where things get good," Scrugs whispered in on Joshua's ear. 

After the elder demon hushed him, he continued, "There was one other to have survived. This entity, known only as Corruption, found its way to one of these worlds, and shaped its inhabitants in its own twisted image. According to the ancient scriptures, this was the birth of Hell and its demons. 

"Abandoned and forgotten. Violent and manic. The inhabitants soon preyed on one another. But there was one where was one that rose up. One that united all the demons under his rule. One that set out for conquest across other worlds and the realm of the light. His name would forever be remembered as the great adversary against God and his angels, Satan.

"Wait!" Joshua interrupted, turning towards Lu, "I thought your name was Satan."

"The terms 'Devil' and 'Satan' are not just names, but titles." the sorcerer corrected him, "Titles that are given to the one demon who shall rule all of Hell. Many bore those names and ruled over this realm with such power. And now that power and entitlement has been passed to Lucifer."

"How did you become the devil?"

"I killed the last one." Lu said with a greedy grin. "Now Hell's much more prosperous under my rule."

"Amen to that!" Lilith praised.

"So shall we begin the tour? We can stop at the gift shop later on."

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The Devil's Intern Part 3
The demonic elevator crashed dead center inside the devil's large office space. Its crooked doors popped open with Lu and his new intern stepping outside.

"Welcome to Hell!" Lu said, "My home away from home."

Joshua pinched his nose together. "I don't like the smell." he gasped. There was a foul odor of rotten eggs in the air. At least it wasn't burning meat, but rotten egg smells were bad enough. 

"You'll get used to it." the devil assured, "Let's meet the gang. Ah, here they are."

Both Lu and Joshua were welcomed by an assortment of familiar faces. A purple succubus Joshua had seen numerous times before. Lilith was her name. She had come up to the Gravely household before. The short, stubby bat-like demon Scrugs was also among the welcome committee. 

There were three other demons that Joshua recognized but didn't remember their names. He last saw them during Rosemary's game night at her house, and he recognized the larger of the three, Moloch, was the father to one of his friends, Dominic.

The last demon Joshua was completely unfamiliar with but he recalled Rosemary's stories about him. He looked as Rosemary described him. Some sort of centaurian creature with the body and head of an old spider. Six fingers in each had that carried a long staff. Six black eyes that rarely blinked. A scarf that covered most of his face. Dressed himself like a demonic pope with his ragged robes and papal tiara. 

Legion. That was the one Rosemary described. Legion, the dark sorcerer and priest of heresy. Joshua was sure that this demon never came up to his world, but what reason would he? The demon was described as being very old. No one knew how old exactly but he could recall Hell looking much, much different than it was now.

Lu began his role call. "Here's Lilith. My personal secretary."

"Ello there." The sweet succubus greeted with a curtsy. "Please to have you down here with us."

"And here's Scrugs, my personal assistant." 

"Hiya, Josh!" Scrugs also greeted.

"You already know these fellas: Balthazar, Ghuul, and Moloch."

"Wazz up!" the wild Balthazar hollered.

"Welcome to the hotbox, kid." the timid Ghuul said, giving the boy a short salute with his fingers.

"Sup." the hulking Moloch grumbled. Never was one for small talk.

"And last but not least. My loyal adviser, Legion."

"Welcome to our domain, young Master Wordworth." The old demon bowed his rounded head.

"Hello," Joshua gave a kind wave. "Nice to see you all again, and to meet some of you for the first time."

The demons noticed something off. The human boy wore something around his neck. It was a necklace with a silver chain. Attached at the end was an odd-shaped T. Yet the demons recognized that this was no letter.

"Watch it, everyone!" Balthazar screeched, hopping a couple steps back from the boy. "Kid's got a cross!"

"Keep it away. Keep it away." Ghuul urged.

"Oh, I'm melting." Moloch bellowed. "Oh, what a world."

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt anyone." Joshua nervously said, covering his rosary with his hands. 

"The only thing you're hurting is their acting career," Lu assured, unconvinced by his friends' stale performances.

 "And their humility." the ancient warlock Legion grumbled, also dismayed by his fellow kin.

The demons all started to laugh. "Oh that's hysterical." Balthazar cried, "Kid thinks demons are repelled by crosses."

"Beware!" Scrugs playfully put his claws together to form a cross, "The power of the 'T' compels you."

"I think they make nice little earrings if you ask me." Lilith teased with the others.

Their laughter ended when one by one each demon was struck across their heads. From tallest to shortest—starting with Moloch to Scrugs—they all felt a blow from Legion's wooden staff.

"Holy objects and other relics should not be taken lightly." Legion scolded his fellow demons. "Now act your ages! You're being rude to our guest."

"Ah, we were just having a little fun," Balthazar said, rubbing the fresh lump on his head, "nothing too personal."

"Wait, I don't understand," Joshua queried, "Shouldn't my cross repel you?"

"Why would it?" Moloch asked.

"Because the Bible referred to demons as being angels who were cast out from Heaven," the boy went on, "and Lucifer—er, Lu, I mean—was their leader. And anything resembling Christ is suppose to be a defense against demons."

"A few truths do not account for the whole story." Legion bellowed.

"Meaning?"

Lilith explained, "There are actually no angels down here, love. Except for the boss of course. But he's a full-blooded demon now."

"Truthfully, I don't know what happened to my followers." Lu added. "I took the fall and was kicked out, and they were banished elsewhere. Not sure where." he shrugged off his old memories. "That's ancient history. Perhaps it's time to get to know the real story. Legion, if you would do the honors."

Legion bowed his head to his king. "As you command, my lord," With his dark power, his decrepit hand waved in the air. Old candles hidden in the shadows lit up, revealing a decorated mosaic depicting various demons and locations of the Inferno. The centerpiece bared the image of a humanoid being—with large teeth, red skin, and a pair of horns—engulfed in a sea of fire and smoke. The painted, dark eyes haunted young Joshua the more he stared at the mosaic. It resembled what his mother and the church always described about the deceitful devil of the old testament. 

"Our long, factual history began long ago after celestial beings fought a civil war with one another. In the outcome only three have survived. Together they founded a new paradise and crafted new lifeforms in their own image, to rebuild what was lost in their world. They created many worlds across many galaxies. Two worlds were the most promising, yet one was given more attention than the other. It became a kingdom of light. A sanctuary for the pure. What these beings did not know was that they were not the only ones to have survived."

"This is where things get good," Scrugs whispered in on Joshua's ear. 

After the elder demon hushed him, he continued, "There was one other to have survived. This entity, known only as Corruption, found its way to one of these worlds, and shaped its inhabitants in its own twisted image. According to the ancient scriptures, this was the birth of Hell and its demons. 

"Abandoned and forgotten. Violent and manic. The inhabitants soon preyed on one another. But there was one where was one that rose up. One that united all the demons under his rule. One that set out for conquest across other worlds and the realm of the light. His name would forever be remembered as the great adversary against God and his angels, Satan.

"Wait!" Joshua interrupted, turning towards Lu, "I thought your name was Satan."

"The terms 'Devil' and 'Satan' are not just names, but titles." the sorcerer corrected him, "Titles that are given to the one demon who shall rule all of Hell. Many bore those names and ruled over this realm with such power. And now that power and entitlement has been passed to Lucifer."

"How did you become the devil?"

"I killed the last one." Lu said with a greedy grin. "Now Hell's much more prosperous under my rule."

"Amen to that!" Lilith praised.

"So shall we begin the tour? We can stop at the gift shop later on."
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Harry Situation's Countdown Reviews: Spider-Man 3

So now we've arrived at the last of Sam Raimi's Spider-Man Trilogy with Spider-Man 3, often considered the most unpopular of the trilogy. 

In this story, Peter Parker and Mary Jane Watson (played once again by Tobey Maguire and Kristen Dunst) are together and they're going to get married. Happy ending, right? Nope. It turns out that Harry Osborn (played again by James Franco) is out for revenge against Peter Parker, so he becomes the new Green Goblin. While at the same time there is a new criminal on the loose called Sandman (played by Thomas Haden Church), and it is revealed that he was the one who shot Uncle Ben. And on top of all that there is an alien symbiote that comes to earth and it latches onto Peter Parker, and starts making him darker; and it eventually latches onto Eddie Brock (played by Topher Grace) who becomes Venom. 

So the story is kind of a mess.

Honestly, I actually like this movie. I mean it. I'm probably one of the very few who do. However, I can definitely spot the problems this film has.

First big issue that I think we should discuss: Emo Peter. Yes, it does look really ridiculous. Tobey Maguire is basically hamming it up all the way that it looks way to goofy. Those moments where he's dancing and acting like a douche are just too campy, and I can't take the film seriously.

Second big issue: Venom. Venom is another one of my favorite Spider-Man villains; and we only get to see him for 10 minutes of the movie. Man, was I bummed about that. Also casting Topher Grace as Venom probably wasn't the best option. He just didn't have anything that said that this guy made for a good Venom. What was really awkward was when Venom's face peeled back so you can see Topher's face. Why? Why have that? I mean, seriously, why?

Now that I've addressed the big issues let's talk about another problem. As I mentioned before the story is in fact messy. You have three different Spider-Man villains showing up, as well as three different stories that don't blend together. The first two worked because it was one central villain we could focus on, not three while trying to develop them at once.

But a lot of folks don't talk about the good stuff in Spider-Man 3. So one of the good things, like the first two films, is the action. The action looks especially amazing in this film. That crane sequence was great. That second fight with Sandman was epic. And even the finale was intense. The visual effects also looked amazing, as they normally do in every Spider-Man movie.

All the actors do an amazing job, Topher Grace being the one exception. I especially loved the emotional drama between Peter and Harry. At first they were enemies but by the end they've managed to amend their differences to help each other out. Also really sympathized with Church's Sandman. He's not a bad guy, he's just down on his luck. He's got a daughter that he wants to provide for. I felt bad for him. 

Also I'd like to point out that this film hands down has the best trailer ever made. Check it out on youtube. Better yet I have a link to it so you can see for yourself. The trailer made it feel like this was definitely the end of Spider-Man.

Overall I actually don't hate this movie like some do. I do find some enjoyment out of it. However this was no where near as strong as the other films in the series, and I can understand the backlash this film received. All that matters is your opinion alone. If you like it, good. If you don't, that's fine. 

                               Positives:                           Negatives:

                              -Action                              -Emo Peter

                              -Acting                              -Little Venom

                              -Visual effects                    -Topher Grace as Venom

                              -Emotional drama             -Messy story

                              -Best trailer

                              -Decent end to series

                               

Final Grade: C+

Fun fact, if a fourth Spider-Man was made they would have had Lizard and Vulture as the villains. Ironically, Lizard showed up in The Amazing Spider-Man and Vulture will appear in Spider-Man Homecoming. Funny how things work out, right? 

So there's my review of Spider-Man 3. Have you seen this? What are your thoughts? Out of all three films, which did you like the most? Please be kind, leave a like and comment below, and check back for more Harry Situation Reviews here on Prose!

Best Quote:

Eddie Brock/Venom: "Ooh, my spider sense are tingling. If you know what I'm talking about."

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Harry Situation's Countdown Reviews: Spider-Man 3
So now we've arrived at the last of Sam Raimi's Spider-Man Trilogy with Spider-Man 3, often considered the most unpopular of the trilogy. 

In this story, Peter Parker and Mary Jane Watson (played once again by Tobey Maguire and Kristen Dunst) are together and they're going to get married. Happy ending, right? Nope. It turns out that Harry Osborn (played again by James Franco) is out for revenge against Peter Parker, so he becomes the new Green Goblin. While at the same time there is a new criminal on the loose called Sandman (played by Thomas Haden Church), and it is revealed that he was the one who shot Uncle Ben. And on top of all that there is an alien symbiote that comes to earth and it latches onto Peter Parker, and starts making him darker; and it eventually latches onto Eddie Brock (played by Topher Grace) who becomes Venom. 

So the story is kind of a mess.

Honestly, I actually like this movie. I mean it. I'm probably one of the very few who do. However, I can definitely spot the problems this film has.

First big issue that I think we should discuss: Emo Peter. Yes, it does look really ridiculous. Tobey Maguire is basically hamming it up all the way that it looks way to goofy. Those moments where he's dancing and acting like a douche are just too campy, and I can't take the film seriously.

Second big issue: Venom. Venom is another one of my favorite Spider-Man villains; and we only get to see him for 10 minutes of the movie. Man, was I bummed about that. Also casting Topher Grace as Venom probably wasn't the best option. He just didn't have anything that said that this guy made for a good Venom. What was really awkward was when Venom's face peeled back so you can see Topher's face. Why? Why have that? I mean, seriously, why?

Now that I've addressed the big issues let's talk about another problem. As I mentioned before the story is in fact messy. You have three different Spider-Man villains showing up, as well as three different stories that don't blend together. The first two worked because it was one central villain we could focus on, not three while trying to develop them at once.

But a lot of folks don't talk about the good stuff in Spider-Man 3. So one of the good things, like the first two films, is the action. The action looks especially amazing in this film. That crane sequence was great. That second fight with Sandman was epic. And even the finale was intense. The visual effects also looked amazing, as they normally do in every Spider-Man movie.

All the actors do an amazing job, Topher Grace being the one exception. I especially loved the emotional drama between Peter and Harry. At first they were enemies but by the end they've managed to amend their differences to help each other out. Also really sympathized with Church's Sandman. He's not a bad guy, he's just down on his luck. He's got a daughter that he wants to provide for. I felt bad for him. 

Also I'd like to point out that this film hands down has the best trailer ever made. Check it out on youtube. Better yet I have a link to it so you can see for yourself. The trailer made it feel like this was definitely the end of Spider-Man.

Overall I actually don't hate this movie like some do. I do find some enjoyment out of it. However this was no where near as strong as the other films in the series, and I can understand the backlash this film received. All that matters is your opinion alone. If you like it, good. If you don't, that's fine. 

                               Positives:                           Negatives:
                              -Action                              -Emo Peter
                              -Acting                              -Little Venom
                              -Visual effects                    -Topher Grace as Venom
                              -Emotional drama             -Messy story
                              -Best trailer
                              -Decent end to series
                               

Final Grade: C+

Fun fact, if a fourth Spider-Man was made they would have had Lizard and Vulture as the villains. Ironically, Lizard showed up in The Amazing Spider-Man and Vulture will appear in Spider-Man Homecoming. Funny how things work out, right? 

So there's my review of Spider-Man 3. Have you seen this? What are your thoughts? Out of all three films, which did you like the most? Please be kind, leave a like and comment below, and check back for more Harry Situation Reviews here on Prose!

Best Quote:
Eddie Brock/Venom: "Ooh, my spider sense are tingling. If you know what I'm talking about."
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The Devil's Intern Part 2

Internship Week began!

All the adults from various businesses all across Brimstone met and interviewed with their assigned students. They talked and shook hands. Some students were ecstatic to work with their representatives while others were only interested in getting a grade for their assignments. 

Among the students and adults were Rosemary, Joshua, and their friends all gathered around Mrs. Gravely and Mr. Marlow. Both Mrs. Gravely and Mr. Marlow were dressed in their talk show attire. Following them around was their trusted cameraman from the studio they worked at. Some of the kids gathered around them briefly to get their five seconds of fame, without the two adults noticing them.

"I'm Marcus Marlow!" Marcus spoke to the camera.

"I'm Carmen Gravely!" Carmen also said.

"I'm Krystal Lotsadeux!" Krystal joined in.

"Ooh, good opening," Mr. Marlow commented, "And it's time to see What's Hot in Brimstone." 

"We're here at Brimstone Elementary for a very special week," Mrs. Gravely told the viewers. "This is an event called Internship Week where the fifth graders are tasked with well established business here in our town, to learn more about them and to maybe one day become successful in their future careers when they're older."

"That's right Carmen," Mr. Marlow agreed, "Our special intern for the week is Krystal Lotsadeux, heiress to the Lotsadeux estate, and she'll be learning from us on how to look good on camera."

"Good thing I already do." Krystal commented. The two adults laughed.

Mr. Marlow then told the viewers. "Come join us later after the commercial break as we show dear Krystal around the studio as our special guest star."

The camera man shouted cut. A thumbs up from him was a clear sign that he got what he needed.

"Oh this is gonna be exciting." Carmen Gravely said. "You kids are taking your first, big to adulthood."

"It's a big honor and responsibility," Marcus Marlow added, "You all ought to feel proud."

Mrs. Gravely then focused her attention towards Joshua, "So Joshua, Rosie tells me that you'll be interning with Lu for the week."

"Uh, yeah," a nervous Joshua said, "It should be... well... I'm not entirely sure there's a word to describe this."

"I know that Lu can be... over enthusiastic. But he generally has a good heart deep down. Very, very deep down. And don't worry, he promised not to do anything too hectic or showboating."

The fire alarm suddenly rang inside the gymnasium. The students and adults moved away from a corner where a massive fire erupted. The fire then shot up and formed a rectangular archway. At its core it birthed a swirling portal. The spectators watched fearfully as odd shadows encroached the haunting doorway.

Out of the fire portal were a clan of heavily armored soldiers. Eight of them marching out of the open mouth. The portal's flames reflected off their polished black armor. Their horned helmets masked their faces but their visors were focused straight ahead. Their arms hauled large machine guns unlike anything manufactured on earth and their backs were sheathed swords. The rhythmic stomps from their metal-clad boots sent tremors throughout the gymnasium.

The soldiers finally came to a halt. They turned and faced each other, weapons at their shoulders. Then out of the same portal was another large figure. It was a large throne made of black gold. Sitting upon his throne was the devil himself, giving his most sinister of smiles to the crowd. His scarlet eyes, his well-dressed red suit, his black hair moussed back that it resembled a pair of horns, and his small goatee below his lips. The towering throne was hauled by dozens of people below it. They were very frail, their dirty, grey skin was close to the bone. They were also hairless and dressed in tattered rags. The servants all looked similar to each other which made it difficult to determine their gender, but they also looked to close to being human. 

The throne came to the stop. A couple of the souls ran in front of the throne and made themselves into a human stairway. Lu waltzed his way down their back, some of the servants groaned as he walked down.

"Well at least it's not too hectic," Carmen said.

"Where is he?" Lu called out with enthusiasm. His smile grew ever so wicked. "Where's my intern at?"

The crowd then pointed at Joshua. "Um, right here, sir." The boy gulped.

"Josh, Joshie, good to seeing you, lad!" Lu rushed forward to the young Wordworth. His cold hand snatched up the boy's and he wildly shook it all about.

"Always a pleasure to see you, sir,"

"Sir? Whoa now, you don't have to call me sir. Every time I hear that I have to check over my shoulder to make sure my Father's not there. Call Lu! Or call me Lucifer, Satan, The Big S. Call me whatever you'd like, just don't call me late for dinner."

The devil turned to his throne. "CARD!" he angrily demanded. One of the souls hurried over from the throne to the devil's side. The soul's weak arm, which shook like a dead twig in a wind storm, held up a small business card. 

The devil swiped it away from the soul and growled. "Now go be useless elsewhere!"

One of the guards grabbed the soul by its throat and heaved it back to the fiery portal. The other guards forced the slaves to carry the heavy throne back to their realm as the doorway closed permanently behind once they entered back through. Now only Lu was the sole remaining demon among the human world. 

Lu's attitude changed back to his chipper state. "For you, Mr. Wordworth."

"Thanks but I already have your card." Josh kindly said.

"Not mine. Yours." the devil corrected. "I just had these crafted overnight."

Joshua then took the card. A small smile formed on his face as he read his name off the card, and it mentioned him being a trainee. It was his very own business card.

The gymnasium doors then burst wide open. "Joshua Wordworth!" Everyone jumped when they heard Principal Wordworth holler at his son. "You are not going anywhere, young man!"

Both Joshua and Lu stared at the madden lady. Sweat dripped off their foreheads and their hearts raced faster than ever. 

Mrs. Wordworth calmed herself and held up a lunchbox. "You forgot your lunch in the car." The principal walked to her son and gave him his lunch. Joshua smiled and thanked his loving parent. 

Mrs. Wordworth's smile morphed into a scowl as she looked at Lu. "I want my son to come back in one piece. You hear?! Or so help me God-"

"I can give you two guarantees, ma'am," Lu interrupted. "One: Pops won't help ya. Two: he'll be fine. Now excuse me for I think some pastries call for my attention."

Lu walked away from the group and towards where the bakers were at. He gobbled up as many free samples he could fit. 

"Alright Joshua," Gloria Wordworth added, handing her son his backpack, "I've packed your books, your pencils, your bible, a few bottles of holy water to protect yourself from Satan and his followers' possession. Do you still have your rosary?"

Josh pulled out his mother's rosary out of his shirt to help assure her confidence. "Right here." he muttered.

"Good. Be safe, my son. You are my greatest gift from God."

She hugged and kissed her son goodbye just as Lu returned. The crowd and students went on with the fair. Lu kissed his wife and stepdaughter a farewell and led Joshua outside. There in the middle of the street was the crooked elevator that always appeared inside the Gravely home. Joshua always saw it whenever he was over but never set foot inside it, fearing its demonic power.

"I thought that was part of Rosemary's house?" he asked.

"Oh no," Lu assured his young intern. "This isn't just an elevator. This contraption allows us to travel from your world to mine, crossing through different dimensions in any direction I so choose. What? Did you really think that my world was directly below yours? My boy, you've got a lot to learn, and I'm just the teacher to show you."

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The Devil's Intern Part 2
Internship Week began!

All the adults from various businesses all across Brimstone met and interviewed with their assigned students. They talked and shook hands. Some students were ecstatic to work with their representatives while others were only interested in getting a grade for their assignments. 

Among the students and adults were Rosemary, Joshua, and their friends all gathered around Mrs. Gravely and Mr. Marlow. Both Mrs. Gravely and Mr. Marlow were dressed in their talk show attire. Following them around was their trusted cameraman from the studio they worked at. Some of the kids gathered around them briefly to get their five seconds of fame, without the two adults noticing them.

"I'm Marcus Marlow!" Marcus spoke to the camera.

"I'm Carmen Gravely!" Carmen also said.

"I'm Krystal Lotsadeux!" Krystal joined in.

"Ooh, good opening," Mr. Marlow commented, "And it's time to see What's Hot in Brimstone." 

"We're here at Brimstone Elementary for a very special week," Mrs. Gravely told the viewers. "This is an event called Internship Week where the fifth graders are tasked with well established business here in our town, to learn more about them and to maybe one day become successful in their future careers when they're older."

"That's right Carmen," Mr. Marlow agreed, "Our special intern for the week is Krystal Lotsadeux, heiress to the Lotsadeux estate, and she'll be learning from us on how to look good on camera."

"Good thing I already do." Krystal commented. The two adults laughed.

Mr. Marlow then told the viewers. "Come join us later after the commercial break as we show dear Krystal around the studio as our special guest star."

The camera man shouted cut. A thumbs up from him was a clear sign that he got what he needed.

"Oh this is gonna be exciting." Carmen Gravely said. "You kids are taking your first, big to adulthood."

"It's a big honor and responsibility," Marcus Marlow added, "You all ought to feel proud."

Mrs. Gravely then focused her attention towards Joshua, "So Joshua, Rosie tells me that you'll be interning with Lu for the week."

"Uh, yeah," a nervous Joshua said, "It should be... well... I'm not entirely sure there's a word to describe this."

"I know that Lu can be... over enthusiastic. But he generally has a good heart deep down. Very, very deep down. And don't worry, he promised not to do anything too hectic or showboating."

The fire alarm suddenly rang inside the gymnasium. The students and adults moved away from a corner where a massive fire erupted. The fire then shot up and formed a rectangular archway. At its core it birthed a swirling portal. The spectators watched fearfully as odd shadows encroached the haunting doorway.

Out of the fire portal were a clan of heavily armored soldiers. Eight of them marching out of the open mouth. The portal's flames reflected off their polished black armor. Their horned helmets masked their faces but their visors were focused straight ahead. Their arms hauled large machine guns unlike anything manufactured on earth and their backs were sheathed swords. The rhythmic stomps from their metal-clad boots sent tremors throughout the gymnasium.

The soldiers finally came to a halt. They turned and faced each other, weapons at their shoulders. Then out of the same portal was another large figure. It was a large throne made of black gold. Sitting upon his throne was the devil himself, giving his most sinister of smiles to the crowd. His scarlet eyes, his well-dressed red suit, his black hair moussed back that it resembled a pair of horns, and his small goatee below his lips. The towering throne was hauled by dozens of people below it. They were very frail, their dirty, grey skin was close to the bone. They were also hairless and dressed in tattered rags. The servants all looked similar to each other which made it difficult to determine their gender, but they also looked to close to being human. 

The throne came to the stop. A couple of the souls ran in front of the throne and made themselves into a human stairway. Lu waltzed his way down their back, some of the servants groaned as he walked down.

"Well at least it's not too hectic," Carmen said.

"Where is he?" Lu called out with enthusiasm. His smile grew ever so wicked. "Where's my intern at?"

The crowd then pointed at Joshua. "Um, right here, sir." The boy gulped.

"Josh, Joshie, good to seeing you, lad!" Lu rushed forward to the young Wordworth. His cold hand snatched up the boy's and he wildly shook it all about.

"Always a pleasure to see you, sir,"

"Sir? Whoa now, you don't have to call me sir. Every time I hear that I have to check over my shoulder to make sure my Father's not there. Call Lu! Or call me Lucifer, Satan, The Big S. Call me whatever you'd like, just don't call me late for dinner."

The devil turned to his throne. "CARD!" he angrily demanded. One of the souls hurried over from the throne to the devil's side. The soul's weak arm, which shook like a dead twig in a wind storm, held up a small business card. 

The devil swiped it away from the soul and growled. "Now go be useless elsewhere!"

One of the guards grabbed the soul by its throat and heaved it back to the fiery portal. The other guards forced the slaves to carry the heavy throne back to their realm as the doorway closed permanently behind once they entered back through. Now only Lu was the sole remaining demon among the human world. 

Lu's attitude changed back to his chipper state. "For you, Mr. Wordworth."

"Thanks but I already have your card." Josh kindly said.

"Not mine. Yours." the devil corrected. "I just had these crafted overnight."

Joshua then took the card. A small smile formed on his face as he read his name off the card, and it mentioned him being a trainee. It was his very own business card.

The gymnasium doors then burst wide open. "Joshua Wordworth!" Everyone jumped when they heard Principal Wordworth holler at his son. "You are not going anywhere, young man!"

Both Joshua and Lu stared at the madden lady. Sweat dripped off their foreheads and their hearts raced faster than ever. 

Mrs. Wordworth calmed herself and held up a lunchbox. "You forgot your lunch in the car." The principal walked to her son and gave him his lunch. Joshua smiled and thanked his loving parent. 

Mrs. Wordworth's smile morphed into a scowl as she looked at Lu. "I want my son to come back in one piece. You hear?! Or so help me God-"

"I can give you two guarantees, ma'am," Lu interrupted. "One: Pops won't help ya. Two: he'll be fine. Now excuse me for I think some pastries call for my attention."

Lu walked away from the group and towards where the bakers were at. He gobbled up as many free samples he could fit. 

"Alright Joshua," Gloria Wordworth added, handing her son his backpack, "I've packed your books, your pencils, your bible, a few bottles of holy water to protect yourself from Satan and his followers' possession. Do you still have your rosary?"

Josh pulled out his mother's rosary out of his shirt to help assure her confidence. "Right here." he muttered.

"Good. Be safe, my son. You are my greatest gift from God."

She hugged and kissed her son goodbye just as Lu returned. The crowd and students went on with the fair. Lu kissed his wife and stepdaughter a farewell and led Joshua outside. There in the middle of the street was the crooked elevator that always appeared inside the Gravely home. Joshua always saw it whenever he was over but never set foot inside it, fearing its demonic power.

"I thought that was part of Rosemary's house?" he asked.

"Oh no," Lu assured his young intern. "This isn't just an elevator. This contraption allows us to travel from your world to mine, crossing through different dimensions in any direction I so choose. What? Did you really think that my world was directly below yours? My boy, you've got a lot to learn, and I'm just the teacher to show you."
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Chapter 2 of Sins of the Father - Season Two - Unholier Than Thou
Written by Harry_Situation

Angels in Love (Complete)

Part 1

All the young students of Ms. Kat's kindergarten class have started celebrating Valentine's Day by handing out their Valentine cards to each other. They all ran around the large classroom and crammed bushels of store bought and handcrafted cards into everybody's baggies.

The teacher, Ms. Kat, happily stood at the center of the room and watched each of her students be kind to each other. She glanced over and noticed three of favorite her students, Regan, Alyssa, and Rachel, with a pieced-together valentine card so large it required all three girls to carry it. The gift was merely several dozen hearts all glued and taped together with a messy collage of stickers, glitter, and silly strings all mushed on top of the hearts like some sort of franken-card. All three girls smiled and presented the thoughtful gift to the surprised, but amused, Ms. Kat.

"Happy Valentine's Day, Ms. Kat," Regan said as her and her friends handed their over-sized valentine gift to their teacher. "We made this for you because you're the bestest teacher in the whole world."

"Ah, thank you girls." Ms. Kat said. "I'll just put this with the others."

Ms. Kat picked up the large gift. The moist touch of fresh glue soaking her thin fingers disgusted her, but she still smiled at the girls' creativity. To her it was the thought that matter and she loved that they worked together to craft something extraordinary. She opened her desk drawer and placed the franken-card inside with the other valentine gifts from her other students.

"I bet special someone got you a great big valentine too." One of Regan's friends, Alyssa, eagerly said.

"Oh no," The teacher reassured her students with a sweet smile. "I don't have anyone this year."

"What?" The other friend, Rachel, peeped. "Nobody!"

"How come someone as nice and pretty as you doesn't not have someone special on Valentine's day?" Regan asked.

Ms. Kat stood there and rolled her eyes. She even muttered something in her heritage language, knowing the girls wouldn't understand. If translate it would have probably said something along the lines of 'Not this again.'

But Ms. Kat bounced back with the same cheery smile and calmly explained to the three friends, "That's because I have all of you. You all are my special someone, or somebodies, for Valentine's Day.

Ms. Kat patted each of their heads then announced to all the kindergartners. "Alright everyone! Finish up with giving your valentines because it's almost time for recess!"

The children cheered and hurried themselves out the door. All but Regan, Alyssa, and Rachel stood inside the classroom, looking rather saddened for their favorite teacher.

"It's not fair!" Alyssa whined. "Ms. Kat is so nice and pretty. She deserves to have someone special for Valentine's Day."

"Yeah but who?" Rachel asked. "I don't know that many grownups. She needs someone who is nice and big and strong and handsome."

"I know someone who'd be perfect!" Regan exclaimed loudly. "My Uncle Mike! He can be all those things."

"That's the bestest idea ever!" Rachel agreed. "But how is he going to come here?"

"I have the perfect idea." The little devil explained. She gathered her dear friends around and whispered her diabolical scheme.

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"UNCLE MIKE! HELP!" Regan screamed as she clung tightly around the top of a tall oak tree. It was all part of the plan. She remembered that Mike told her that if she was ever in trouble she could always call up for him and he'll swoop in like a superhero. Her friend Rachel served as the lookout on the ground while Alyssa would run and get Ms. Kat to their position. It was the perfect plan, except for taking in account Regan was afraid of heights; and the sight of how high she had climbed to how far the ground certainly made her nervous.

It didn't take long for the archangel to hear her cries. The sound of thunder erupted the skies and a blinding flash of light appeared. Regan gazed up at a pair of giant wings made of pure electrical energy and light were spread out and a man, Michael, hovering before her.

"You're quite the little climber." the archangel commented. His arms cradled around Regan's body and took her away from the tree. "Hold on tight. Going down."

Mike's wings brushed up into the air and the pair floated down like a feather in the breeze. When his feet touched the soft grass, the wings quickly retracted back into his body. Regan gave her holy savior a light kiss on the cheek and jumped out of his strong arms. She landed beside Rachel, who was mystified by angel's presence.

"Wow! He really is an angel." She awed.

Yet the archangel was not amused. He looked at the two young girls sternly with his arms crossed. "Alright, does someone what to explain who's idea was it to climb that tree?"

Rachel was silent. She had something to say but was too awestruck to have remembered what it was she had to say. Regan nudged her friend's arm and whispered. "Say your line!"

Rachel remembered. "Oh right. I'm sorry. I dared her. I called her a chicken if she didn't do it."

"I know it's hard to turn down a dare," Mike calmly lectured. He knelt down and spoke eye to eye to the two friends. "But it takes a lot more guts to say no. So let's use our heads and try to play a little more carefully next time, okay?"

"Regan! Are you alright?" They heard Ms. Kat's voice cry out. Alyssa hurried her over, clinging to her hand and stopped before the three.

"Oh look!" Alyssa told her teacher, still following their plan. "Regan isn't stuck in the tree anymore, thanks to this brave, strong, and handsome stranger."

"And he's single too!" Regan added.

"Say what?" her uncle squeaked.

"Mister, I can't thank you enough." Ms. Kat said. "I hope...I, um, I...oh my."

Ms. Kat paused for a moment and looked at the handsome man before her. His stunning appearance: tall, well fit, long golden-brown hair that touch the back of his neck, a scruffy five o'clock shadow, and complete with a brown leather jacket were what took her breath away.

Michael stood up and locked eyes with the most beautiful human woman he had ever met. He had met many women (humans, angels, and even demons alike), but never met one that matched her beauty.

The sight of her gorgeous dark brown hair, fairly tan skin, hazel amber eyes, a purple long-sleeve sweatshirt paired with a grey-purple blended long skirt made his heart soar. The angel and human continued staring at one another, trapped in a speechless trance.

"Uh, hi." The archangel shyly stuttered.

"H-hello." Ms. Kat bashfully replied back.

Regan and her friends cleverly smirked at one another, knowing that their plan was coming forth. Then Regan spoke out. "Uncle Mike, this is the bestest teacher in the whole world, Ms. Kat."

"Uncle?" the enamored teacher queried. "Oh, you're that Uncle Mike! On the stepfather's side, yes?"

"Guilty as sin." Michael flubbed. "I mean... sorry. Bad joke. Ah Michael, the name's Michael. Everyone just calls me Mike. I'm, eh, this munchkin's uncle. Your name is Kat? Like kitty cat?"

"Right, it's short for Katan, but I find it easier if the children called me Ms. Kat, like the kitty cat." Ms. Kat then extended out her small hand to the angel. "Malaika Katan."

"Malaika Katan." Mike repeated, complying the gesture by gently taking her hand and briefly shook it. "Small angel in Arabic, right?"

"Yes!" Ms. Kat exclaimed with a bright blush. "I mean that's correct."

"He seems perfect to be somebody's special valentine." Alyssa teased.

"Yeah. You two should go on a date." Regan cheered.

"No, no. I mean, I couldn't possibly." Ms. Kat retorted. Her face blushing redder than before. "I mean I'm sure you're busy with business... up above."

"Actually I don't really have any plans." Mike assured.

"Listen, this is all charming, but I think my students are trying to play matchmaker. I told that I didn't have anyone for Valentine's Day and now they've pulled all this together in hopes that you and I could go out."

"I say let's humor them. And I am single by the way. How about 7 o'clock down at that fancy restaurant on Blatty Street?"

Ms. Kat paused and thought for a moment. She knew it has been a while since she dated anyone, and this rather handsome stranger was offering a night out. However she wanted to prove to some people that she could remain strong and independent; never needing a man by her side twenty-four seven.

Yet the more she kept looking at Mike the more she found herself attracted to him. She was curious, mostly about his character and his general way of life. If Regan's mother could marry someone like her stepfather, what sort of experience could he provide?

Finally Ms. Kat smiled and said four simple words that would make an archangel fall and three eager five year-old girls jump for joy, "Okay. It's a date."

Part 2

Evening was setting perfectly on Brimstone. The night air was calm and cool, the streets were lit and bright, and love was spreading all around. Dinner dates, movie nights, and plenty of kissing made sure that the folks of Brimstone were enjoying a romantic Valentine's Day. Seated outside an elegant restaurant were a couple unlike the rest, an archangel and a human woman.

Ms. Kat (or Katan) wore a beautiful, light blue dress and had her shimmering hair covered within a hot pink hijab. Michael wore a more professional black suit and tie for their date. He didn't bother shaving fore he was fond of his scruffy face, to which Ms. Kat also thought it suited him well. The pair laughed while enjoying some wine left at their table.

Their meals were small, barely any meat but plenty of salad and bread. They remained untouched as the two were more interested in sharing stories rather than what was on their plates.

"So you're the oldest sibling too, eh?" Mike said while he poured themselves more wine into their glasses.

"Yes. Two brothers and a sister." Ms. Kat commented. "It was chaos trying to look after them all."

"I know the feeling. Five younger brothers and two younger sisters. You tell them to do one thing and then they do the exact opposite."

"And you're left wonder why your parents put you in charge to begin with."

"Exactly!" Michael laughed again, "You know, I've met a lot of women but you're by far the most interesting. Your family was originally from Syria. You can speak six different languages, fluently I might add. You can play the flute, and you're a big science fiction/fantasy fanatic who also cosplays at conventions from time to time."

"And you best not tell anyone that last one." Malaika teased. "But you've heard plenty about me, what about you? Tell me about yourself."

"Me?" the archangel queried. "Can't honestly say I have anything interesting that compares to that. I'm just a soldier and I've been a soldier my whole life."

"But there's got to be more. There's so much I want to know." Ms. Kat added. She fired out her questions like an obsessed fan. "Why did you want to be a soldier? Is Heaven beautiful? What is Allah really like? Was the devil any different then as he is now? What do your wings look like?"

"Whoa, slow down!" Mike hesitantly blurted, trying so hard to keep up with her questions. "I'll answer the best I can. I guess I felt that I was predestined to be a soldier by my Father. Eventually I worked my way up and now I'm part of the Archangel Council, doing my part as a leader. See? Not that interesting."

"No, that is interesting." Ms. Kat corrected him. "Please tell me more."

Mike chuckle a little and breathed a small sigh. He knew that she was too smart for him. She was definitely different. She was already exposed to his younger brother's supernatural antics that nothing could possibly phase her. Her beautiful face, her perfect smile, everything about her left him spellbound. Even her voice, her accent, enchanted him like a siren's call; and the archangel wished he could listen to it forever.

Mike smiled and then finally spoke out. "You'd be surprised how similar Earth and Paradise really are. In some ways, humans and angels are similar too. I've watched humans grow from the ground and build magnificent cities. I've seen them stand together against tyranny and rebuild for better societies. It's like you're all one perfect unit.

"I've been to many worlds, heard their prays and I've listened to their leaders, but something about this world continues to amaze me. I'm amazed how many are fighting for peace on this world where few would rather fight to destroy it. I'm amazed of how much they are willing to sacrifice to keep their rights and beliefs.

"It's been said that humanity is too corrupted by greed and ignorance that they'll eventually rot away, but I never believed that. My fellow councilmen only watched you, but never marched with you as I did. I think the numbers of those who are selfless outrank those who are selfish.

"That's why I always come to Earth. You are right, Paradise and its angels are wonderful, but it's nothing compared to what you have here. I can't help witness the marvels you've made and hear you preach about change. Even in your most darkest times you've managed to shed a light that never dies. It is with this light my Father gave humanity a gift. This gift was always meant for you, never for angels, just you. Hope."

Touched by his words, Ms. Kat's lips curved a graceful grin. Her hand navigated itself to Michael's and her small fingers clipped around his. Mike felt the smooth texture of her skin, which craft a grin on his face as well, and his large thumb caressed along her knuckles. They stared deeply into each other's eyes and saw only what they knew was beautiful. They knew some people from their worlds wouldn't approve of their attraction but they didn't care. If this world could stop just for them, Mike and Malaika would have truly been happy.

Their happiness was interrupted by the roars of a loud engine. Dashing down the streets was a dirty red pickup truck that waved a confederate flag on the extensively long antennae. The truck halted at the stop sign where Mike and Ms. Kat could clearly see a pair of greasy men wearing red hats and stained t-shirts. The men howled at the sky like rapid wolves and spat their tobacco juiced saliva onto the paved road.

"Hey Jed!" one of the rednecks hollered, spotting Ms. Kat and her date across the street. "What're you s'pose we've got right dar?"

"Dat looks like one of dem Muslims, Billy Boy!" The second one jeered.

"Sure does," his crude comrade snorted. "Hey you! Dontcha know our president's got a ban on you? Yer time here's limit!"

His friend laughed aloud and joined in the tasteless taunting. "Yeah! Why don't you go back ter Aff-Gangi-Stan?"

Anger grew inside both Mike and Ms. Kat. Mike looked around and saw how the patrons uncomfortably stared at them as the ignorant bullies teased his date. He noticed not one stood up for her but instead tried to ignore them as if they were invisible. His face crunched together in the largest expression of anger he could form. Ms. Kat, however, made sure she kept her temper well hidden under her mature nature.

"Just move along!" Ms. Kat retorted back. "You're just embarrassing yourselves by making nonsense noise."

"Bet yer just sayin' dat cause yer sore that Jesus is bettur than Allah!"

"Best cool down. Don't want ta blow anything out proportion."

The patrons still ignored the foolish rantings and said nothing. Ms. Kat leered at both the rednecks while they still laughed and spewed more insults.

The sound of glass shattering snapped her out. She looked and saw the wine glass that was once in Michael's other hand was in pieces. The glass could not puncture through and left no visible marks of blood. Hearing enough of the insults, the archangel stood from his chair. Ms. Kat clamped both her hands around his mighty wrist.

"Please Mike," She begged. "Just ignore them. It's alright."

"No." The archangel growled. "It's not alright."

His wrist slipped through Ms. Katan's grasp as he proceeded to jump over the short metal fence and march towards the truck. The rednecks stared and laughed, unaware of what they were laughing at.

"Whatcha want, pretty boy?" One of the rednecks protested. "We ain't got nottin' to say to a Muslim lov-"

His insults stopped when he saw the stranger rip the car door off its hinges and tossed it aside like it was made of paper. He snatched both bullies by their collars and heaved them outside their truck. After both rednecks smacked into the pavement they saw a bright light blast their eyes, briefly blinding them. Michael summoned his massive wings, which astonished everyone in the area. The wings then sliced through the truck like a hot knife on butter. First the engine was diced in half, then the roof was minced, and then the tires popped followed by the chopping of the back end. The rednecks helplessly watched as their prideful truck was reduced to a pile of chopped up, melted scraps.

The archangel's stunning wings vanished back into his body, leaving no marks on his suit. Mike turned around, grabbed the bullies by their greasy necks, and hoisted them in the air with his incredible strength. Their legs dangled above the ground while they pleaded for the archangel to grant mercy.

"See that nice woman!" Michael shouted. "What do you say to her!?"

"Sorry." one of them quivered. "We're very, very sorry, ma'am!"

The other one then said. "We meant nothin' by it. Mama always said we say stupid things!"

"Now get out of here, both of you!" Michael ordered. His eyes glowed an electrical surge much like his wings did before. "If I ever hear you're picking on her or any other Muslims again, I'll show you what the Wrath of God is really like!"

Mike dropped the two frantic bullies back to the ground, and they scurried off down the street. He looked back at the outdoor dining area and noticed that all the patrons were staring at him. They then went back to their meals and hoped that the archangel wouldn't do something to them. Mike rolled his eyes and walked back to his table. There are some things in humanity that also disappointed him too. Ignorance and hate were among the biggest qualities that disgusted him. When he sat back down at the table he noticed Ms. Kat gave him a look that greatly expressed her disapproval.

"I'm sorry about all that." Mike explained. "I just couldn't sit by and let them insult you or your faith. It shouldn't be like this!"

"There are alternatives to handling bullies like them." Malaika assured. "This is why I wanted to be a teacher. Tensions between East and West are already bad enough as it is. All I ever wanted to do in life was to serve as a bridge between two societies in two simple steps: to help educate and grow the minds of wonderful children and to show that not every Muslim is a threat.

"While I am disappointed in whom this nation chose as a leader, it will not stop me from helping shape young minds about seeing the world as a much bigger picture. I worked hard to get where I am and not ignorance, nor fear, nor hate will stop that. There's also one more thing I'd like to add!"

"What's that?" Mike asked while he cringed for what might come next.

Ms. Kat however smiled and said. "Thank you for standing up for me."

Mike smiled. Her words inspired his spirit. "Is there any reward for good other than good?"

The archangel's words made Malaika smile too. She recognized her favorite verse from the Quran. Their hands met again at the center of the table.

Then an idea formulated in the archangel's head. "Can I show you something?" he asked. "I think you'll love it."

"Uh, sure." Ms. Kat said. Mike took her by the hand and guided her off. But first he slapped a couple hundred dollar bills onto their table.

"Keep the change!" Mike called out for the server, "And have one of those hundreds for your tip."

Mike walked Ms. Kat to the center of the street. There was a cracking of thunder. Shining and shimmering in the night were Mike's majestic wings. Ms. Kat ogled at them with captivated awe. She believed that angels had beautiful wings but to witness them up close was something more.

"Step onto my feet." the archangel kindly ordered. Curiosity bested the innocent teacher. She did precisely as he instructed.

"Hold onto me tight," Mike ordered again. Ms. Kat did precisely that, gripping her hands tightly on the angel's shoulders.

Mike wrapped his left arm around the teacher's small body. Suddenly, they were weightless.

The wings took one flap downward and both Mike and Ms. Kat were drifting into the night sky. Ms. Kat gasped as she saw her town become smaller and smaller. She kept herself closer to Mike now that she was hovering more than twenty feet off the ground. They climbed onward and onward to the sky. Ms. Kat could now see the whole town of Brimstone from where they were at.

"I don't believe it," the kindergarten teacher stammered, "We're flying. We're really flying."

"That's actually a misconception," her date disclaimed, "Angels technically don't fly. Our wings manipulate the gravity around us. We can be light as a feather or heavy as a mountain. And we can move through space into any direction we choose, at any speeds we wish. But I guess in some ways it does feel like flying."

Ms. Kat did not mind the correction. She was awestruck by his divine ability. "Are they... safe to touch?" she asked him.

"Not too close. You saw the damage they did to that truck."

With caution she moved her hand closer to one of the outstretched, glowing wings. Up close they definitely did not look like bird wings, even if they took the shape of them. No feathers, just pure energy of some sort. Electrical energy? Solar powered? Nuclear? A combination of all of them and more?

Her hand felt like it was bathing under the sun as she reached for it. Small vibrations flowed through her hand from the static emitted from the wings. Her hand then pulled away, satisfied with her findings.

Once again the eyes of a Muslim-American woman and a powerful archangel locked onto each other. They were spellbound by the other's alluring gaze.

"Malaika, can I ask you another question?" Mike said.

"Anything."

"Do you believe in kissing on the first date?"

"It is not something I normally practice," Malaika said. "But with you here, I'm willing to believe in anything."

Mike closed his eyes and slowly leaned forward. Ms. Kat followed the same jesture until their lips met. With that kiss they felt the world stop, and their time together was the only time that mattered.

Part 3

Dressed in his flashy, red night robe and matching slippers, Lu stepped out of the bedroom and quietly walked down the hallway, whistling himself a catchy tune. His plans for Valentine's Day worked perfectly. Lilith took the girls out for a double feature movie night while he and his queen stayed in and kept themselves company. Both he and Carmen took turns showing off how much they loved one another until they fell asleep, unbeknownst that Lilith had returned to put the girls to bed later that night.

Yet the devil still felt a little tired. He remembered that he awoke in the middle of the night when he heard a strange rhythm of thumbing below their bedroom. He didn't bother to investigate, figuring it may have been Slinky getting loose again and slithering through the walls, or the girls being restless as usual and played some games. However, that didn't explain why the lights and other electrical appliances flipped on for a second then power off the next. None of that mattered because he and his wife were able to celebrate the holiday the way they wanted. All love and no interruptions made Lu a very happy devil.

Lu made his way down the stairs then paused. The coffee maker hummed its morning tune. He last saw Carmen still asleep in their bed. He recalled that his stepdaughters don't drink coffee. He was also sure that Lilith made her way back to her apartment down in the Inferno. The only conclusions he could muster was that there was an uninvited guest in his house, or that mindless python was finally being useful and made his master some fresh coffee.

The latter seemed very unlikely.

Lu rushed into the kitchen only to find his older brother Michael, dressed only in his boxer shorts, standing by the counter and sipping from Lu's coffee mug. "Mike? What're you doing here?"

Mike jumped at the sight of his brother, which he almost spat the hot coffee on his bare skin. "Ah hey, Lu! Yeah, I was just dropping by to, you know, say hi and all that."

"Without a shirt?" Lu interrogated. "Or pants?"

"There's a good explanation for that..." Mike fibbed.

"Is that Mike?" A voice called from the stairs. A scurry of footsteps hurried down the flight. Carmen, dressed in her pearly colored night robe, entered into the kitchen and greeted. "Hey Mike. I didn't know you came in. How was your night? Wait! Where's your pants?"

A creaking sound started them all. That was the sound that the door from the guest room made whenever it opened or closed. Both Carmen and Lu looked down the other hallway across on the other side of the kitchen and saw another woman exiting the guest bedroom. They both recognized her as Regan's kindergarten teacher, Ms. Kat, who had the spare bed sheets dressed around her body. Ms. Kat kept her eyes close and fluffed her messy hair around, unbeknownst that everyone watched her walk into the kitchen

"Hmm, Michael, last night was just, in many ways, heavenly. I had a wonderful ti-" She opened her eyes and paused, quickly noticing the dumbfounded couple staring at her. She tightly grasped around the sheets to ensure it revealed nothing. "Oh my! Mrs. Gravely? And your husband? Hello."

Carmen and Lu awkwardly waved. Jaws were dropped. Eyes were bulged. The dirty images that raced through their heads when they pieced it all together.

"I, eh, I can explain..." Malaika stuttered.

"Ms. Kat?" A child's voice squeaked. "What are you doing here?"

Carmen and Lu stepped aside and found that their youngest daughter Regan, dressed in her pink feety pajamas and carrying her favorite stuffed monster plushy, stood behind them. She rubbed her sleepy eyes with her little hand. Her vision cleared up and she saw all the adults staring at her with very embarrassed expressions on their faces. Her attention, although, was more focused on her teacher. Ms. Kat had never been to her house before and she wasn't wearing any of her pretty school dresses that she liked.

"Regan!" Ms. Kat gasped. Her face burned redder than a cherry. "I, uh, I was, um-"

"She was checking your homework." Mike blurted, placing himself between Ms. Kat and his niece's view.

"Yes." The embarrassed teacher followed the lie. "Just checking your homework."

"I helped."

"Yes, he helped. Just wanted to make sure everything was good, and it looked like everything was good. Then I got sleepy, and..."

"I, ugh, offered my bedroom. I mean... the guest room. And she stayed there for the night."

"Yes. Quite right."

Perplexing silence filled the household. Lu and Carmen still stared at the archangel and his date. Ms. Kat and Mike prayed that Regan bought into their white lie. Little Regan was still confused on what was going. After a long moment of quiet time, Ms. Kat asked Mrs. Gravely about any available showers that she could use.

"Upstairs on the left." Carmen exclaimed. "I can help show you where it is."

"Thank you." Malaika cried. She rushed back to into the guest room and closed the door. A minute later she was back out with a pile of her clothes in her arms. She ran up to Mike and kissed him on his rough cheek. "Call me again some time. Preferably whenever you're around."

Mrs. Gravely escorted Ms. Kat to stairs that led to the hallway on the same floor as the kid's bathroom. The two women giggled back and forth when the walked passed their lovers and ran upstairs. Regan stood by and watched them disappear down the upstairs hallway. Suddenly, she had an epiphany.

"Hey! We didn't get any homework!" She angrily shouted. She stomped her way up the stairs, following far behind the two adults and wanted more answers. "What's going on? You people know something and you're not telling me."

The ladies were away and in the kitchen was where the men stayed. Lu turned to his brother and looked at him with squinty eyes and a crooked smile curled on his mouth. Mike darted his brother with a more grimacing glare; even after Lu waltzed over to his brother's side, used his telekinetic powers to swipe away the coffee mug, and took a long sip out of it. All the while he did so that same stupid squint and smug smile on his face.

"Not one word!" Mike growled.

"How about two?" The devil slyly hissed. "Fist bump!"

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Chapter 2 of Sins of the Father - Season Two - Unholier Than Thou
Written by Harry_Situation
Angels in Love (Complete)
Part 1

All the young students of Ms. Kat's kindergarten class have started celebrating Valentine's Day by handing out their Valentine cards to each other. They all ran around the large classroom and crammed bushels of store bought and handcrafted cards into everybody's baggies.

The teacher, Ms. Kat, happily stood at the center of the room and watched each of her students be kind to each other. She glanced over and noticed three of favorite her students, Regan, Alyssa, and Rachel, with a pieced-together valentine card so large it required all three girls to carry it. The gift was merely several dozen hearts all glued and taped together with a messy collage of stickers, glitter, and silly strings all mushed on top of the hearts like some sort of franken-card. All three girls smiled and presented the thoughtful gift to the surprised, but amused, Ms. Kat.

"Happy Valentine's Day, Ms. Kat," Regan said as her and her friends handed their over-sized valentine gift to their teacher. "We made this for you because you're the bestest teacher in the whole world."

"Ah, thank you girls." Ms. Kat said. "I'll just put this with the others."

Ms. Kat picked up the large gift. The moist touch of fresh glue soaking her thin fingers disgusted her, but she still smiled at the girls' creativity. To her it was the thought that matter and she loved that they worked together to craft something extraordinary. She opened her desk drawer and placed the franken-card inside with the other valentine gifts from her other students.

"I bet special someone got you a great big valentine too." One of Regan's friends, Alyssa, eagerly said.

"Oh no," The teacher reassured her students with a sweet smile. "I don't have anyone this year."

"What?" The other friend, Rachel, peeped. "Nobody!"

"How come someone as nice and pretty as you doesn't not have someone special on Valentine's day?" Regan asked.

Ms. Kat stood there and rolled her eyes. She even muttered something in her heritage language, knowing the girls wouldn't understand. If translate it would have probably said something along the lines of 'Not this again.'

But Ms. Kat bounced back with the same cheery smile and calmly explained to the three friends, "That's because I have all of you. You all are my special someone, or somebodies, for Valentine's Day.

Ms. Kat patted each of their heads then announced to all the kindergartners. "Alright everyone! Finish up with giving your valentines because it's almost time for recess!"

The children cheered and hurried themselves out the door. All but Regan, Alyssa, and Rachel stood inside the classroom, looking rather saddened for their favorite teacher.

"It's not fair!" Alyssa whined. "Ms. Kat is so nice and pretty. She deserves to have someone special for Valentine's Day."

"Yeah but who?" Rachel asked. "I don't know that many grownups. She needs someone who is nice and big and strong and handsome."

"I know someone who'd be perfect!" Regan exclaimed loudly. "My Uncle Mike! He can be all those things."

"That's the bestest idea ever!" Rachel agreed. "But how is he going to come here?"

"I have the perfect idea." The little devil explained. She gathered her dear friends around and whispered her diabolical scheme.

                                                               ***

"UNCLE MIKE! HELP!" Regan screamed as she clung tightly around the top of a tall oak tree. It was all part of the plan. She remembered that Mike told her that if she was ever in trouble she could always call up for him and he'll swoop in like a superhero. Her friend Rachel served as the lookout on the ground while Alyssa would run and get Ms. Kat to their position. It was the perfect plan, except for taking in account Regan was afraid of heights; and the sight of how high she had climbed to how far the ground certainly made her nervous.

It didn't take long for the archangel to hear her cries. The sound of thunder erupted the skies and a blinding flash of light appeared. Regan gazed up at a pair of giant wings made of pure electrical energy and light were spread out and a man, Michael, hovering before her.

"You're quite the little climber." the archangel commented. His arms cradled around Regan's body and took her away from the tree. "Hold on tight. Going down."

Mike's wings brushed up into the air and the pair floated down like a feather in the breeze. When his feet touched the soft grass, the wings quickly retracted back into his body. Regan gave her holy savior a light kiss on the cheek and jumped out of his strong arms. She landed beside Rachel, who was mystified by angel's presence.

"Wow! He really is an angel." She awed.

Yet the archangel was not amused. He looked at the two young girls sternly with his arms crossed. "Alright, does someone what to explain who's idea was it to climb that tree?"

Rachel was silent. She had something to say but was too awestruck to have remembered what it was she had to say. Regan nudged her friend's arm and whispered. "Say your line!"

Rachel remembered. "Oh right. I'm sorry. I dared her. I called her a chicken if she didn't do it."

"I know it's hard to turn down a dare," Mike calmly lectured. He knelt down and spoke eye to eye to the two friends. "But it takes a lot more guts to say no. So let's use our heads and try to play a little more carefully next time, okay?"

"Regan! Are you alright?" They heard Ms. Kat's voice cry out. Alyssa hurried her over, clinging to her hand and stopped before the three.

"Oh look!" Alyssa told her teacher, still following their plan. "Regan isn't stuck in the tree anymore, thanks to this brave, strong, and handsome stranger."

"And he's single too!" Regan added.

"Say what?" her uncle squeaked.

"Mister, I can't thank you enough." Ms. Kat said. "I hope...I, um, I...oh my."

Ms. Kat paused for a moment and looked at the handsome man before her. His stunning appearance: tall, well fit, long golden-brown hair that touch the back of his neck, a scruffy five o'clock shadow, and complete with a brown leather jacket were what took her breath away.

Michael stood up and locked eyes with the most beautiful human woman he had ever met. He had met many women (humans, angels, and even demons alike), but never met one that matched her beauty.

The sight of her gorgeous dark brown hair, fairly tan skin, hazel amber eyes, a purple long-sleeve sweatshirt paired with a grey-purple blended long skirt made his heart soar. The angel and human continued staring at one another, trapped in a speechless trance.

"Uh, hi." The archangel shyly stuttered.

"H-hello." Ms. Kat bashfully replied back.

Regan and her friends cleverly smirked at one another, knowing that their plan was coming forth. Then Regan spoke out. "Uncle Mike, this is the bestest teacher in the whole world, Ms. Kat."

"Uncle?" the enamored teacher queried. "Oh, you're that Uncle Mike! On the stepfather's side, yes?"

"Guilty as sin." Michael flubbed. "I mean... sorry. Bad joke. Ah Michael, the name's Michael. Everyone just calls me Mike. I'm, eh, this munchkin's uncle. Your name is Kat? Like kitty cat?"

"Right, it's short for Katan, but I find it easier if the children called me Ms. Kat, like the kitty cat." Ms. Kat then extended out her small hand to the angel. "Malaika Katan."

"Malaika Katan." Mike repeated, complying the gesture by gently taking her hand and briefly shook it. "Small angel in Arabic, right?"

"Yes!" Ms. Kat exclaimed with a bright blush. "I mean that's correct."

"He seems perfect to be somebody's special valentine." Alyssa teased.

"Yeah. You two should go on a date." Regan cheered.

"No, no. I mean, I couldn't possibly." Ms. Kat retorted. Her face blushing redder than before. "I mean I'm sure you're busy with business... up above."

"Actually I don't really have any plans." Mike assured.

"Listen, this is all charming, but I think my students are trying to play matchmaker. I told that I didn't have anyone for Valentine's Day and now they've pulled all this together in hopes that you and I could go out."

"I say let's humor them. And I am single by the way. How about 7 o'clock down at that fancy restaurant on Blatty Street?"

Ms. Kat paused and thought for a moment. She knew it has been a while since she dated anyone, and this rather handsome stranger was offering a night out. However she wanted to prove to some people that she could remain strong and independent; never needing a man by her side twenty-four seven.

Yet the more she kept looking at Mike the more she found herself attracted to him. She was curious, mostly about his character and his general way of life. If Regan's mother could marry someone like her stepfather, what sort of experience could he provide?

Finally Ms. Kat smiled and said four simple words that would make an archangel fall and three eager five year-old girls jump for joy, "Okay. It's a date."

Part 2

Evening was setting perfectly on Brimstone. The night air was calm and cool, the streets were lit and bright, and love was spreading all around. Dinner dates, movie nights, and plenty of kissing made sure that the folks of Brimstone were enjoying a romantic Valentine's Day. Seated outside an elegant restaurant were a couple unlike the rest, an archangel and a human woman.

Ms. Kat (or Katan) wore a beautiful, light blue dress and had her shimmering hair covered within a hot pink hijab. Michael wore a more professional black suit and tie for their date. He didn't bother shaving fore he was fond of his scruffy face, to which Ms. Kat also thought it suited him well. The pair laughed while enjoying some wine left at their table.

Their meals were small, barely any meat but plenty of salad and bread. They remained untouched as the two were more interested in sharing stories rather than what was on their plates.

"So you're the oldest sibling too, eh?" Mike said while he poured themselves more wine into their glasses.

"Yes. Two brothers and a sister." Ms. Kat commented. "It was chaos trying to look after them all."

"I know the feeling. Five younger brothers and two younger sisters. You tell them to do one thing and then they do the exact opposite."

"And you're left wonder why your parents put you in charge to begin with."

"Exactly!" Michael laughed again, "You know, I've met a lot of women but you're by far the most interesting. Your family was originally from Syria. You can speak six different languages, fluently I might add. You can play the flute, and you're a big science fiction/fantasy fanatic who also cosplays at conventions from time to time."

"And you best not tell anyone that last one." Malaika teased. "But you've heard plenty about me, what about you? Tell me about yourself."

"Me?" the archangel queried. "Can't honestly say I have anything interesting that compares to that. I'm just a soldier and I've been a soldier my whole life."

"But there's got to be more. There's so much I want to know." Ms. Kat added. She fired out her questions like an obsessed fan. "Why did you want to be a soldier? Is Heaven beautiful? What is Allah really like? Was the devil any different then as he is now? What do your wings look like?"

"Whoa, slow down!" Mike hesitantly blurted, trying so hard to keep up with her questions. "I'll answer the best I can. I guess I felt that I was predestined to be a soldier by my Father. Eventually I worked my way up and now I'm part of the Archangel Council, doing my part as a leader. See? Not that interesting."

"No, that is interesting." Ms. Kat corrected him. "Please tell me more."

Mike chuckle a little and breathed a small sigh. He knew that she was too smart for him. She was definitely different. She was already exposed to his younger brother's supernatural antics that nothing could possibly phase her. Her beautiful face, her perfect smile, everything about her left him spellbound. Even her voice, her accent, enchanted him like a siren's call; and the archangel wished he could listen to it forever.

Mike smiled and then finally spoke out. "You'd be surprised how similar Earth and Paradise really are. In some ways, humans and angels are similar too. I've watched humans grow from the ground and build magnificent cities. I've seen them stand together against tyranny and rebuild for better societies. It's like you're all one perfect unit.

"I've been to many worlds, heard their prays and I've listened to their leaders, but something about this world continues to amaze me. I'm amazed how many are fighting for peace on this world where few would rather fight to destroy it. I'm amazed of how much they are willing to sacrifice to keep their rights and beliefs.

"It's been said that humanity is too corrupted by greed and ignorance that they'll eventually rot away, but I never believed that. My fellow councilmen only watched you, but never marched with you as I did. I think the numbers of those who are selfless outrank those who are selfish.

"That's why I always come to Earth. You are right, Paradise and its angels are wonderful, but it's nothing compared to what you have here. I can't help witness the marvels you've made and hear you preach about change. Even in your most darkest times you've managed to shed a light that never dies. It is with this light my Father gave humanity a gift. This gift was always meant for you, never for angels, just you. Hope."

Touched by his words, Ms. Kat's lips curved a graceful grin. Her hand navigated itself to Michael's and her small fingers clipped around his. Mike felt the smooth texture of her skin, which craft a grin on his face as well, and his large thumb caressed along her knuckles. They stared deeply into each other's eyes and saw only what they knew was beautiful. They knew some people from their worlds wouldn't approve of their attraction but they didn't care. If this world could stop just for them, Mike and Malaika would have truly been happy.

Their happiness was interrupted by the roars of a loud engine. Dashing down the streets was a dirty red pickup truck that waved a confederate flag on the extensively long antennae. The truck halted at the stop sign where Mike and Ms. Kat could clearly see a pair of greasy men wearing red hats and stained t-shirts. The men howled at the sky like rapid wolves and spat their tobacco juiced saliva onto the paved road.

"Hey Jed!" one of the rednecks hollered, spotting Ms. Kat and her date across the street. "What're you s'pose we've got right dar?"

"Dat looks like one of dem Muslims, Billy Boy!" The second one jeered.

"Sure does," his crude comrade snorted. "Hey you! Dontcha know our president's got a ban on you? Yer time here's limit!"

His friend laughed aloud and joined in the tasteless taunting. "Yeah! Why don't you go back ter Aff-Gangi-Stan?"

Anger grew inside both Mike and Ms. Kat. Mike looked around and saw how the patrons uncomfortably stared at them as the ignorant bullies teased his date. He noticed not one stood up for her but instead tried to ignore them as if they were invisible. His face crunched together in the largest expression of anger he could form. Ms. Kat, however, made sure she kept her temper well hidden under her mature nature.

"Just move along!" Ms. Kat retorted back. "You're just embarrassing yourselves by making nonsense noise."

"Bet yer just sayin' dat cause yer sore that Jesus is bettur than Allah!"

"Best cool down. Don't want ta blow anything out proportion."

The patrons still ignored the foolish rantings and said nothing. Ms. Kat leered at both the rednecks while they still laughed and spewed more insults.

The sound of glass shattering snapped her out. She looked and saw the wine glass that was once in Michael's other hand was in pieces. The glass could not puncture through and left no visible marks of blood. Hearing enough of the insults, the archangel stood from his chair. Ms. Kat clamped both her hands around his mighty wrist.

"Please Mike," She begged. "Just ignore them. It's alright."

"No." The archangel growled. "It's not alright."

His wrist slipped through Ms. Katan's grasp as he proceeded to jump over the short metal fence and march towards the truck. The rednecks stared and laughed, unaware of what they were laughing at.

"Whatcha want, pretty boy?" One of the rednecks protested. "We ain't got nottin' to say to a Muslim lov-"

His insults stopped when he saw the stranger rip the car door off its hinges and tossed it aside like it was made of paper. He snatched both bullies by their collars and heaved them outside their truck. After both rednecks smacked into the pavement they saw a bright light blast their eyes, briefly blinding them. Michael summoned his massive wings, which astonished everyone in the area. The wings then sliced through the truck like a hot knife on butter. First the engine was diced in half, then the roof was minced, and then the tires popped followed by the chopping of the back end. The rednecks helplessly watched as their prideful truck was reduced to a pile of chopped up, melted scraps.

The archangel's stunning wings vanished back into his body, leaving no marks on his suit. Mike turned around, grabbed the bullies by their greasy necks, and hoisted them in the air with his incredible strength. Their legs dangled above the ground while they pleaded for the archangel to grant mercy.

"See that nice woman!" Michael shouted. "What do you say to her!?"

"Sorry." one of them quivered. "We're very, very sorry, ma'am!"

The other one then said. "We meant nothin' by it. Mama always said we say stupid things!"

"Now get out of here, both of you!" Michael ordered. His eyes glowed an electrical surge much like his wings did before. "If I ever hear you're picking on her or any other Muslims again, I'll show you what the Wrath of God is really like!"

Mike dropped the two frantic bullies back to the ground, and they scurried off down the street. He looked back at the outdoor dining area and noticed that all the patrons were staring at him. They then went back to their meals and hoped that the archangel wouldn't do something to them. Mike rolled his eyes and walked back to his table. There are some things in humanity that also disappointed him too. Ignorance and hate were among the biggest qualities that disgusted him. When he sat back down at the table he noticed Ms. Kat gave him a look that greatly expressed her disapproval.

"I'm sorry about all that." Mike explained. "I just couldn't sit by and let them insult you or your faith. It shouldn't be like this!"

"There are alternatives to handling bullies like them." Malaika assured. "This is why I wanted to be a teacher. Tensions between East and West are already bad enough as it is. All I ever wanted to do in life was to serve as a bridge between two societies in two simple steps: to help educate and grow the minds of wonderful children and to show that not every Muslim is a threat.

"While I am disappointed in whom this nation chose as a leader, it will not stop me from helping shape young minds about seeing the world as a much bigger picture. I worked hard to get where I am and not ignorance, nor fear, nor hate will stop that. There's also one more thing I'd like to add!"

"What's that?" Mike asked while he cringed for what might come next.

Ms. Kat however smiled and said. "Thank you for standing up for me."

Mike smiled. Her words inspired his spirit. "Is there any reward for good other than good?"

The archangel's words made Malaika smile too. She recognized her favorite verse from the Quran. Their hands met again at the center of the table.

Then an idea formulated in the archangel's head. "Can I show you something?" he asked. "I think you'll love it."

"Uh, sure." Ms. Kat said. Mike took her by the hand and guided her off. But first he slapped a couple hundred dollar bills onto their table.

"Keep the change!" Mike called out for the server, "And have one of those hundreds for your tip."

Mike walked Ms. Kat to the center of the street. There was a cracking of thunder. Shining and shimmering in the night were Mike's majestic wings. Ms. Kat ogled at them with captivated awe. She believed that angels had beautiful wings but to witness them up close was something more.

"Step onto my feet." the archangel kindly ordered. Curiosity bested the innocent teacher. She did precisely as he instructed.

"Hold onto me tight," Mike ordered again. Ms. Kat did precisely that, gripping her hands tightly on the angel's shoulders.

Mike wrapped his left arm around the teacher's small body. Suddenly, they were weightless.

The wings took one flap downward and both Mike and Ms. Kat were drifting into the night sky. Ms. Kat gasped as she saw her town become smaller and smaller. She kept herself closer to Mike now that she was hovering more than twenty feet off the ground. They climbed onward and onward to the sky. Ms. Kat could now see the whole town of Brimstone from where they were at.

"I don't believe it," the kindergarten teacher stammered, "We're flying. We're really flying."

"That's actually a misconception," her date disclaimed, "Angels technically don't fly. Our wings manipulate the gravity around us. We can be light as a feather or heavy as a mountain. And we can move through space into any direction we choose, at any speeds we wish. But I guess in some ways it does feel like flying."

Ms. Kat did not mind the correction. She was awestruck by his divine ability. "Are they... safe to touch?" she asked him.

"Not too close. You saw the damage they did to that truck."

With caution she moved her hand closer to one of the outstretched, glowing wings. Up close they definitely did not look like bird wings, even if they took the shape of them. No feathers, just pure energy of some sort. Electrical energy? Solar powered? Nuclear? A combination of all of them and more?

Her hand felt like it was bathing under the sun as she reached for it. Small vibrations flowed through her hand from the static emitted from the wings. Her hand then pulled away, satisfied with her findings.

Once again the eyes of a Muslim-American woman and a powerful archangel locked onto each other. They were spellbound by the other's alluring gaze.

"Malaika, can I ask you another question?" Mike said.

"Anything."

"Do you believe in kissing on the first date?"

"It is not something I normally practice," Malaika said. "But with you here, I'm willing to believe in anything."

Mike closed his eyes and slowly leaned forward. Ms. Kat followed the same jesture until their lips met. With that kiss they felt the world stop, and their time together was the only time that mattered.

Part 3

Dressed in his flashy, red night robe and matching slippers, Lu stepped out of the bedroom and quietly walked down the hallway, whistling himself a catchy tune. His plans for Valentine's Day worked perfectly. Lilith took the girls out for a double feature movie night while he and his queen stayed in and kept themselves company. Both he and Carmen took turns showing off how much they loved one another until they fell asleep, unbeknownst that Lilith had returned to put the girls to bed later that night.

Yet the devil still felt a little tired. He remembered that he awoke in the middle of the night when he heard a strange rhythm of thumbing below their bedroom. He didn't bother to investigate, figuring it may have been Slinky getting loose again and slithering through the walls, or the girls being restless as usual and played some games. However, that didn't explain why the lights and other electrical appliances flipped on for a second then power off the next. None of that mattered because he and his wife were able to celebrate the holiday the way they wanted. All love and no interruptions made Lu a very happy devil.

Lu made his way down the stairs then paused. The coffee maker hummed its morning tune. He last saw Carmen still asleep in their bed. He recalled that his stepdaughters don't drink coffee. He was also sure that Lilith made her way back to her apartment down in the Inferno. The only conclusions he could muster was that there was an uninvited guest in his house, or that mindless python was finally being useful and made his master some fresh coffee.

The latter seemed very unlikely.

Lu rushed into the kitchen only to find his older brother Michael, dressed only in his boxer shorts, standing by the counter and sipping from Lu's coffee mug. "Mike? What're you doing here?"

Mike jumped at the sight of his brother, which he almost spat the hot coffee on his bare skin. "Ah hey, Lu! Yeah, I was just dropping by to, you know, say hi and all that."

"Without a shirt?" Lu interrogated. "Or pants?"

"There's a good explanation for that..." Mike fibbed.

"Is that Mike?" A voice called from the stairs. A scurry of footsteps hurried down the flight. Carmen, dressed in her pearly colored night robe, entered into the kitchen and greeted. "Hey Mike. I didn't know you came in. How was your night? Wait! Where's your pants?"

A creaking sound started them all. That was the sound that the door from the guest room made whenever it opened or closed. Both Carmen and Lu looked down the other hallway across on the other side of the kitchen and saw another woman exiting the guest bedroom. They both recognized her as Regan's kindergarten teacher, Ms. Kat, who had the spare bed sheets dressed around her body. Ms. Kat kept her eyes close and fluffed her messy hair around, unbeknownst that everyone watched her walk into the kitchen

"Hmm, Michael, last night was just, in many ways, heavenly. I had a wonderful ti-" She opened her eyes and paused, quickly noticing the dumbfounded couple staring at her. She tightly grasped around the sheets to ensure it revealed nothing. "Oh my! Mrs. Gravely? And your husband? Hello."

Carmen and Lu awkwardly waved. Jaws were dropped. Eyes were bulged. The dirty images that raced through their heads when they pieced it all together.

"I, eh, I can explain..." Malaika stuttered.

"Ms. Kat?" A child's voice squeaked. "What are you doing here?"

Carmen and Lu stepped aside and found that their youngest daughter Regan, dressed in her pink feety pajamas and carrying her favorite stuffed monster plushy, stood behind them. She rubbed her sleepy eyes with her little hand. Her vision cleared up and she saw all the adults staring at her with very embarrassed expressions on their faces. Her attention, although, was more focused on her teacher. Ms. Kat had never been to her house before and she wasn't wearing any of her pretty school dresses that she liked.

"Regan!" Ms. Kat gasped. Her face burned redder than a cherry. "I, uh, I was, um-"

"She was checking your homework." Mike blurted, placing himself between Ms. Kat and his niece's view.

"Yes." The embarrassed teacher followed the lie. "Just checking your homework."

"I helped."

"Yes, he helped. Just wanted to make sure everything was good, and it looked like everything was good. Then I got sleepy, and..."

"I, ugh, offered my bedroom. I mean... the guest room. And she stayed there for the night."

"Yes. Quite right."

Perplexing silence filled the household. Lu and Carmen still stared at the archangel and his date. Ms. Kat and Mike prayed that Regan bought into their white lie. Little Regan was still confused on what was going. After a long moment of quiet time, Ms. Kat asked Mrs. Gravely about any available showers that she could use.

"Upstairs on the left." Carmen exclaimed. "I can help show you where it is."

"Thank you." Malaika cried. She rushed back to into the guest room and closed the door. A minute later she was back out with a pile of her clothes in her arms. She ran up to Mike and kissed him on his rough cheek. "Call me again some time. Preferably whenever you're around."

Mrs. Gravely escorted Ms. Kat to stairs that led to the hallway on the same floor as the kid's bathroom. The two women giggled back and forth when the walked passed their lovers and ran upstairs. Regan stood by and watched them disappear down the upstairs hallway. Suddenly, she had an epiphany.

"Hey! We didn't get any homework!" She angrily shouted. She stomped her way up the stairs, following far behind the two adults and wanted more answers. "What's going on? You people know something and you're not telling me."

The ladies were away and in the kitchen was where the men stayed. Lu turned to his brother and looked at him with squinty eyes and a crooked smile curled on his mouth. Mike darted his brother with a more grimacing glare; even after Lu waltzed over to his brother's side, used his telekinetic powers to swipe away the coffee mug, and took a long sip out of it. All the while he did so that same stupid squint and smug smile on his face.

"Not one word!" Mike growled.

"How about two?" The devil slyly hissed. "Fist bump!"
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Chapter 9 of Sins of the Father
Written by Harry_Situation

Brothers (Complete)

Part 1

A man stood outside of a large red house quietly staring from a distance. Ignoring the breeze that brushed against his long dark brown hair and brown leather jacket he continued staring at the house. He had memorized the address a thousand times: 999 Milton Avenue. He always thought about approaching it before but could not summon the strength to knock. This time, he knew it was going to be different. This time he was going to the front of the house to see someone he hasn't seen in a long time.

As slowly approached the house painful memories bloomed around his thoughts. He remembered how he and another were young and he had a lot of fun. Then he remembered the tragic event that shattered their unbreakable bond.

The man walked to the front door, gently tapping his large fist against the door. The door opened and was answered by an invisible phantom. The man looked to his left and right yet no trace of the mysterious answer. He then gazed down surprised to see that a small girl wearing a light yellow dress staring up at his tall stature.

"Are you a giant?" The girl asked.

The tall man smiled. He noticed a red hooded cloak covered her long blonde hair and asked. "That depends. Are you Goldilocks?"

"No. I'm supposed to be Little Red Riding Hood." The girl chuckled, unveiling the hood from her hair. "This is for my school play."

"Sorry for the confusion. The golden hair gave me a clue for someone else. Do you have a name?"

The girl just stood and smiled at the friendly man.

"I get it." The man laughed. "You're not suppose to talk to strangers, right? Smart girl. I bet if we introduced ourselves, we won't be strangers anymore. My friends call me Mike. What's yours?"

"My name is Regan." The girl replied.

"Nice to meet you, Regan." The man extended out his large and lightly grasped the child's puny hands, giving each other a light shake. "I was wondering if you could help me out. I'm looking for your stepfather. Is he around?"

The girl was then lifted into the air by a pair of pale hands by a tall, slender gentleman behind her. Regan scream and laughed as the man spun her around and tickled her sides with his long fingers.

"Looks like the Big Bad Wolf has nabbed himself one of the little piggies. Num num num!" He hollered joyfully.

"Wrong character, buddy." Mike interrupted as he watched the two laugh and play.

The second man turned and locked eyes with Mike's. His playful demeanor faded away. His jaw dropped in shock and his red eyes widened as if he saw a ghost.

"Mike?" The man whispered.

"Hey Lu." Mike said. "It's been awhile."

Two more characters then walked up behind Lu. A girl dressed in black stood behind her sister Regan and their mother softly clenched her husbands arm and greeted Mike with a kind smile.

"Whose at the door, Lu?" Carmen, the mother, asked. "Friend of yours?"

"Honey. Kids. Meet my brother, Michael - the archangel."

Part 2

"You didn't mention you had a brother." Carmen said as she cleaned away the dishes.

"I don't really talk about my family." Lu said, watching his older brother Michael talk with his stepdaughters at the dining table. "Just like I don't talk about Him."

"I know you and, um, your Father have...issues," Carmen continued. "But your brother is here and looks like he wants to spend some time with you. How long has it been since you two talked?"

"Since my fall from grace." He replied, sucking away at a bottle of a cold alcoholic beverage.

"How many siblings do you have again? Thousands right?" She asked.

"No, I have seven." Lu corrected her. "Seriously, why do all mortals think all angels were related somehow. It's like being related to a person with the last name Johnson."

"Aren't all angels God's children?" His wife asked.

"Please don't ask about the complexity of our order. We'll be here until next Saturday. Anyway, well there's Gabi, my sister. She was always athletic and liked to torment me. Then there's my other brother Raph, the angsty one of the bunch. My third brother Uri was always cool to hang with. He was quite an inventor. Then there are the twins Rami, the bookworm, and Sari, the hippie. Finally, there's the second to last child Jermy. always the quiet one, that one. And lastly we have me, the black sheep of the family.

"And of course you have Mike, the oldest and Pop's number one kid. Mike was always good to me. When Father became...distant...Mike always looked after me. He taught me how to catch, he stood up to the bullies that picked on me, he even helped earn my wings. Everything really changed afterward. I led the demons into Heaven and Father ordered Michael to stop me. We fought and then he tore my wings off."

"Some fight." His wife commented.

"Do you know what it's like to have your wings ripped from you?" Lu said. "It's like slowly pealing off an arm or a leg. A part of you was removed and you're left broken, incomplete, damaged. After Father banished me into Hell he made Michael a full fledged archangel. He became Heaven's greatest champion while I raveled with the damned. Yeah I eventually became king but he got glorified for beating his own brother. But why now? Why find me now? Why come talk to me after all this time?"

"I don't think it matters why, but it's better that he's here now." Carmen said, comforting her husband with a light hug. "Wouldn't you two like to reconnect that bond you had rather than continue hating each for another thousand years or so?"

Lu sighed and wrapped fingers around his wife's soft hand as he continued watching the three talk. He knew that someway Carmen was right. He too wished to make amends with his brother, but he wondered how could he forgive him for his brother's treachery and his own sin.

                                                                  ***

Michael, Rosemary, and Regan all sat at the dining table quietly staring at each other. Michael tried thinking of several different conversation starters, but he knew he was bad with children and children always made him uncomfortable.

"So...you girls are in school, right?" Michael finally asked his nieces. "Do you like it?"

"I like my school." Regan said cheerfully. "My teacher Ms. Kat is very nice and we play outside and draw pretty pictures."

"It's school." Rosemary groaned. "You're not suppose to like it. You're supposed to deal with it."

"Sounds...interesting." Michael said. He then looked over and noticed the large tank housing Slinky. "That your snake?"

"Pretty cool, huh?" Rosemary said. "So, you're an actual angel."

"An archangel," Mike corrected. "It means I'm one of their guardians and most powerful warriors; and I'm one of Heaven's leaders."

"How many archangels are there?" The Gothic older sister asked.

"Nine. We each help govern Heaven as one voice, one unity. We are called the Archangel Council."

"Where do angel babies come from?" Regan then asked.

"That's a very adult question that I'm going to respectfully deny an answer until you're older." The archangel muttered."

"What's the difference between an archangel and a regular angel.

"My wings are bigger the average angel's." He continued. He then noticed that the girls were smiling at him. Their smiles grew inch by inch as they waited for something.

"You want to see the wings, don't you?" Mike asked. The girls nodded with anticipation. Mike stood up from the table and pulled out a pairs of sunglasses. "Fine. You might want to put these on. It'll get pretty bright in here."

The Gravely sisters placed the sunglasses on their faces and continued watching. Michael positioned himself in the center of the dining room. He took a deep breath and clentched his fists together. He then arched his chest forward, forcing two pillars of light to fire from his back. The pillars arched out into the shape of wings that stretched from one side of the room to the next. The Gravely sisters watched in awe as the wings popped out.

A loud sound of thunder echoed through the household. The wings shined brightly as the sun. They looked like giant eagle wings but were coated in light with streams of energy surges flowing around the tips. As quickly as the wings appeared, Michael retreated them back into his large body. The girls applauded loudly at their uncle's showcase. Lu and Carmen then entered the dining room, joining in on the small family gathering.

"You know it just dawned on me that Regan's costume is going to need a few more details," Carmen said as she gathered up her children and led them to the door. "So we're going to head out for a bit, pick a few things, maybe see a movie, you know Gravely gal time. Lu, why don't you show your brother around town? Then we'll meet back here for dinner. It was nice to meet you, Mike. Say bye, girls."

Rosemary and Regan waved their goodbyes to their new uncle and followed their mother to the car outside. The girls were gone and the immortal brothers were alone. They stood there in silence, wondering what two brothers turned enemies should do next.

"Want to go to a bar?" Lu finally said, breaking the awkward silence.

Part 3

Dante's Inferno was populated that afternoon. The usual crowd of bikers, families, friends, and loners gathered into one urban bar. Now two brothers, who haven't spoken in so long, are laughing and sharing cold beers and stories for the first time in their eternal lives.

"Seriously, it looks like you have a nice bunch of kids you got raising." Michael said, finishing his second drink.

"Yeah but do you want to know the weirdest thing they do,"Lu said, waving his hand for another round. "I've heard them take showers together. Who does that?"

"It's not that weird. They're girls. They're sisters. Siblings do that sometimes. They'll probably grow out of it." Michael said. "How's business been?"

"Can't complain really. Little dark, little moody, but you never get tired of every waking hour to hear the wailing screams of the damned forever tortured for their sins. Other than that it's still the usual business."

"Hey, what happened to your old partner? What's he been up to? What was his name again?"

"Mephistopheles? He's spending his damnation locked away in the deepest, darkest hellhole I found. Never to be mentioned by anyone ever again."

"Things didn't work out, huh?"

"Not at all. But without him, Carmen and I couldn't be together. What about you? Archangel life treating you well? You still polish that old sword and shield of yours?""

"Haven't picked up those things in ages. Life's been good but, honestly, gets pretty boring. I miss the action. Things are far too quiet. Our siblings are doing well too. Father's the same."

"No surprise there." Lu groaned, rolling his eyes and sipping his new beverage.

"Don't be like that," Mike defended. "He loves us all. He just hasn't been the same since...you know."

"Yeah, I know." Lu sighed. "I wish I knew her."

"She loved you," Mike comforted his little brother. "That matters."

The immortal brothers continued to sit and drink away their harmful memories from the past. They sat silently in their seats reminiscing their childhood. Lu then spoke out, "Why exactly are you here, Mike?"

Mike stared into his drink. "I just wanted to see you is all." he muttered softly.

"No," the devil fired back, "No that can't be just it. You don't see me or speak to me for over two-thousand years, and suddenly you're here. Why?"

"For dad's sake, Lu-"

"Is this something from the Council? Usually they send one of their errand boys, but you're here alone. Archangels don't usually come on their own. Unless..."

Lu leered down his brother. His eyes lit up when he found the answer. "They don't even know you're here, do they?"

Michael kept silent. He said not a word but gulped down a large sip of his beer. The silence that the devil received was more than enough to confirm his suspicions.

"Well I'll be damned all over again." Lu said. A sly grin stretched. "The obedient son is rebelling. Not only are you breaking a law of seeing me, but you've broken the highest law for interacting with humans."

Their social bonding was then interrupted by a howling rant that echoed into the bar. "SINNERS REPENT!"

"Not this guy again." Lu growled under his breath.

"He a regular?" A confused Mike asked.

"A regular pain in the ass." Lu mocked. "He's the local preacher here.

A mad-eyed, mangy haired preacher waltzed into Dante's Inferno, waving one hand freely as the other safely guarded a small bible. He walked around the bar beseeching everyone to his spoken rants. His gospel holler echoed throughout the bar and rang through the ears of the crowd who continued to ignore him.

"Hear me!" He cried. "We live in a world of sin. We can all be saved. I have spoken to God, and he has told me of his great plan."

"Really?" Mike shouted to the preacher. "He never mentioned you."

The patrons laughed at the archangel's truthful jester. The preacher's face burned with hellish fury as he made his way to the immortal brothers.

"You think you're funny, son?" The preacher scowled. "You think you can mock the work of the Lord? We didn't evolve from monkeys, you know."

"You're definitely right about one thing." The devil added. "You didn't evolve from monkeys. You evolved from apes, there's a difference. Also, at what point was he mocking Father? He was just mocking you, old man."

"Silence your forked tongue, devil!" The preacher hissed. He raised his hand to deliver a smiting slap across the devil's cheek. Mike grabbed the old preacher's wrist and gave an almighty squeeze.

"Back off my baby brother!" Michael bellowed, ramming his fist between the old man's eyes.

The preacher flew to the other end of the bar, crashing into a large grizzled biker. The biker picked himself up and glared at the brothers. He ran towards them, his fist readied for impact. Lu then slipped his foot under the charging giant, tripping him onto the dirty bar floor. One of the biker's comrades grabbed a beer bottle and smashed into the serpent's head.

"Was that seriously supposed to hurt?" An unfazed devil said as glass and alcohol rained from his impenetrable skull. Lu's fist crashed into the surprised comrade's nose, knocking him onto a pool table. Another biker whipped out his knife and jabbed it into Mike's side only for the archangel to quickly grab him, pulling the stainless blade out his body.

"I like this jacket." He commented as he tossed him into a table full of angry patrons. The crowd turned into a fighting frenzy as punches, kicks, bottle shards, and beer were thrown around the bar. The brothers joined in the bar brawl, punching out every worthy opponent they engaged.

"Let's make this interesting." Mike said. "No supernatural powers during this fight."

"Why do you always have to take the fun out of everything?" Lu said.

The brothers still fought on. No magic, no powers, just their knowledge and skills of fighting. They both battled and laughed as they remembered how they did before their eventual separation.

Part 4

Mike and Lu stumbled out into the rain, laughing after their victory in the battle of Dante's Inferno.

"Just like old times, huh?" Michael laughed.

"Yeah." Lucifer smiled. "Speaking of old times."

Lu's fist flew through his older brother's lower jaw. A small drool of blood leaked from Mike's mouth.

"Ow! What the hell was that for?" Mike retorted.

"Why didn't you stand up for me then?" Lu shouted furiously.

"Seriously, you want to start this argument?" Mike barked, wiping his blood away.

"You always had my back for a long time," The devil continued. "But when the Almighty gave you an order you obeyed like the good little soldier that you always were. No matter what it was you always did it without question."

Lu threw another punch towards his brother. Mike blocked and retaliated with his rage-filled fist smashing into Lu's ribs. Lu felt the bones crunch together, forcing him to choke out a painful cough. Mike then swung another punch into his little brother's cheek, leaving a large swollen imprint in its place.

"Maybe you should've listened to him all this time so you wouldn't still be wallowing in your self pity." The archangel said. "Dad wanted someone to talk some sense into you, so I volunteered."

"You sure did a good job talking some sense to me." Lu growled. "Fighting me, beating the crap outta me, and then ripping my wings off. You could've said no to him for once. After that everyone praised you like some kind of hero."

Lu tackled Mike against the wall and delivered a couple blows against his stomach. The light drizzling rain suddenly poured harder and harder from the sky. Mike launched a kick into Lu's sternum and grappled his arms. The two wrestled back and forth as the rain showered them more rapidly.

"Father had a plan." Mike argued.

"Don't give me that!" Lu retorted. "Was it his plan for you to beat me? Was it his plan to banish me from my home? Was it his plan to drop his youngest child into some godforsaken abyss. To be abandoned with all the others who have been left to be tormented only to be seen as nothing more than the bad guy?"

"It wasn't his plan for you, his son, to lead a rebellion inside Heaven's own gates. You were out of line then. Your little temper tantrum nearly destroyed Paradise."

"I only started that revolution so I could prove that not everybody had to obey him. To prove not everybody had to do what he said. But more importantly, I wanted him to notice me for once in his damn life."

"You're a selfish little piece of crap, you know that!? Do you honestly think you would have done better in his position? Do you honestly still believe he still resents you after Mom-"

"DON'T YOU DARE MENTION HER, YOU SON OF A-!"

Lu slammed his head against his brothers only for Mike to crash his fist into Lu's jaw. The pair delivered a series of punches against one another, each hateful blow harder than the last. The raging rain drenched them as they continued fighting. Finally both brothers delivered their last punch. Both punches crashed into the other's cheek, knocking them both down into the soaked streets. A flash of lightning erupted from the heavens as the brothers finally ended their match. Both brothers sat quietly in the streets, allowing the rain to wash down their blood into the sewers and instantly heal their cuts and bruises. Sorrow and regret once again filled their hearts as they remembered their last bloody brawl.

"But you're right about one thing," Michael finally spoke, his tears blended with the rain. "I'm not a hero. A hero is meant to protect everyone he cares for. I should have protected you from Him. I should have stood up for you. Every time he was mad at you, and even when he ordered me to stop you. I'm so sorry."

Lucifer look at his brother and said. "It's not your fault. I was angry. You and others always got his attention. He never acknowledged me. It's funny that everyone called me the Betrayer after my fall, but it wasn't until my rise to power I finally realized the one I truly betrayed was you. You raised me, and I let you down. I'm sorry too."

"This is why I came to see you. I don't want us to hate one another. I don't want us to fight anymore, even if Judgement Day may come. I want to make things right with us. Please, let us be brothers again."

Michael picked himself up and stretched out his mighty hand before his baby brother. Lucifer looked at both his brother and his soaked hand, pondering the next step. He knew he couldn't completely forgive him for their infamous fight, but he knew he could never forgive himself again if he had to abandon the bond they had. Letting out a regretful sigh, Lucifer grasped his brother's hand and hoisted himself up into his brother's arms. Lu hugged his brother tightly as Mike did the same, finally able to bury the guilt the both carried for so long. The rain slowed to a halt as they brothers finally let go.

"You know, Dad wanted you name you Samael." Mike said.

"Seriously?" Lu laughed.

"Yeah it's true. I remember that." Mike continued. "Luckily, Mom convinced Him otherwise. She always wanted to name one of us Lucifer. I'm glad she finally did. You know, I've been watching you recently."

"Pervert."

"Funny, not like that. Seriously, I noticed that something's changed in you. Ever since you been with that family of mortals you became different."

"Yeah, how so?"

"You're happy. I'm glad to see that in my baby brother again."

Lu's fiendish lips curled into a heartfelt smile. He then jumped when he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. He whipped out his phone and answered a text. "Ah, Carmen's texting me. She's wondering if you're joining us for dinner?"

"I don't know if I should..." Mike hesitated.

"Please, brother, I insist. After all, they're your family too."

Mike smiled and the pair walked back to 999 Milton Avenue, arms wrapped around one another. Finally they were brothers again.

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Chapter 9 of Sins of the Father
Written by Harry_Situation
Brothers (Complete)
Part 1

A man stood outside of a large red house quietly staring from a distance. Ignoring the breeze that brushed against his long dark brown hair and brown leather jacket he continued staring at the house. He had memorized the address a thousand times: 999 Milton Avenue. He always thought about approaching it before but could not summon the strength to knock. This time, he knew it was going to be different. This time he was going to the front of the house to see someone he hasn't seen in a long time.

As slowly approached the house painful memories bloomed around his thoughts. He remembered how he and another were young and he had a lot of fun. Then he remembered the tragic event that shattered their unbreakable bond.

The man walked to the front door, gently tapping his large fist against the door. The door opened and was answered by an invisible phantom. The man looked to his left and right yet no trace of the mysterious answer. He then gazed down surprised to see that a small girl wearing a light yellow dress staring up at his tall stature.

"Are you a giant?" The girl asked.

The tall man smiled. He noticed a red hooded cloak covered her long blonde hair and asked. "That depends. Are you Goldilocks?"

"No. I'm supposed to be Little Red Riding Hood." The girl chuckled, unveiling the hood from her hair. "This is for my school play."

"Sorry for the confusion. The golden hair gave me a clue for someone else. Do you have a name?"

The girl just stood and smiled at the friendly man.

"I get it." The man laughed. "You're not suppose to talk to strangers, right? Smart girl. I bet if we introduced ourselves, we won't be strangers anymore. My friends call me Mike. What's yours?"

"My name is Regan." The girl replied.

"Nice to meet you, Regan." The man extended out his large and lightly grasped the child's puny hands, giving each other a light shake. "I was wondering if you could help me out. I'm looking for your stepfather. Is he around?"

The girl was then lifted into the air by a pair of pale hands by a tall, slender gentleman behind her. Regan scream and laughed as the man spun her around and tickled her sides with his long fingers.

"Looks like the Big Bad Wolf has nabbed himself one of the little piggies. Num num num!" He hollered joyfully.

"Wrong character, buddy." Mike interrupted as he watched the two laugh and play.

The second man turned and locked eyes with Mike's. His playful demeanor faded away. His jaw dropped in shock and his red eyes widened as if he saw a ghost.

"Mike?" The man whispered.

"Hey Lu." Mike said. "It's been awhile."

Two more characters then walked up behind Lu. A girl dressed in black stood behind her sister Regan and their mother softly clenched her husbands arm and greeted Mike with a kind smile.

"Whose at the door, Lu?" Carmen, the mother, asked. "Friend of yours?"

"Honey. Kids. Meet my brother, Michael - the archangel."

Part 2

"You didn't mention you had a brother." Carmen said as she cleaned away the dishes.

"I don't really talk about my family." Lu said, watching his older brother Michael talk with his stepdaughters at the dining table. "Just like I don't talk about Him."

"I know you and, um, your Father have...issues," Carmen continued. "But your brother is here and looks like he wants to spend some time with you. How long has it been since you two talked?"

"Since my fall from grace." He replied, sucking away at a bottle of a cold alcoholic beverage.

"How many siblings do you have again? Thousands right?" She asked.

"No, I have seven." Lu corrected her. "Seriously, why do all mortals think all angels were related somehow. It's like being related to a person with the last name Johnson."

"Aren't all angels God's children?" His wife asked.

"Please don't ask about the complexity of our order. We'll be here until next Saturday. Anyway, well there's Gabi, my sister. She was always athletic and liked to torment me. Then there's my other brother Raph, the angsty one of the bunch. My third brother Uri was always cool to hang with. He was quite an inventor. Then there are the twins Rami, the bookworm, and Sari, the hippie. Finally, there's the second to last child Jermy. always the quiet one, that one. And lastly we have me, the black sheep of the family.

"And of course you have Mike, the oldest and Pop's number one kid. Mike was always good to me. When Father became...distant...Mike always looked after me. He taught me how to catch, he stood up to the bullies that picked on me, he even helped earn my wings. Everything really changed afterward. I led the demons into Heaven and Father ordered Michael to stop me. We fought and then he tore my wings off."

"Some fight." His wife commented.

"Do you know what it's like to have your wings ripped from you?" Lu said. "It's like slowly pealing off an arm or a leg. A part of you was removed and you're left broken, incomplete, damaged. After Father banished me into Hell he made Michael a full fledged archangel. He became Heaven's greatest champion while I raveled with the damned. Yeah I eventually became king but he got glorified for beating his own brother. But why now? Why find me now? Why come talk to me after all this time?"

"I don't think it matters why, but it's better that he's here now." Carmen said, comforting her husband with a light hug. "Wouldn't you two like to reconnect that bond you had rather than continue hating each for another thousand years or so?"

Lu sighed and wrapped fingers around his wife's soft hand as he continued watching the three talk. He knew that someway Carmen was right. He too wished to make amends with his brother, but he wondered how could he forgive him for his brother's treachery and his own sin.

                                                                  ***

Michael, Rosemary, and Regan all sat at the dining table quietly staring at each other. Michael tried thinking of several different conversation starters, but he knew he was bad with children and children always made him uncomfortable.

"So...you girls are in school, right?" Michael finally asked his nieces. "Do you like it?"

"I like my school." Regan said cheerfully. "My teacher Ms. Kat is very nice and we play outside and draw pretty pictures."

"It's school." Rosemary groaned. "You're not suppose to like it. You're supposed to deal with it."

"Sounds...interesting." Michael said. He then looked over and noticed the large tank housing Slinky. "That your snake?"

"Pretty cool, huh?" Rosemary said. "So, you're an actual angel."

"An archangel," Mike corrected. "It means I'm one of their guardians and most powerful warriors; and I'm one of Heaven's leaders."

"How many archangels are there?" The Gothic older sister asked.

"Nine. We each help govern Heaven as one voice, one unity. We are called the Archangel Council."

"Where do angel babies come from?" Regan then asked.

"That's a very adult question that I'm going to respectfully deny an answer until you're older." The archangel muttered."

"What's the difference between an archangel and a regular angel.

"My wings are bigger the average angel's." He continued. He then noticed that the girls were smiling at him. Their smiles grew inch by inch as they waited for something.

"You want to see the wings, don't you?" Mike asked. The girls nodded with anticipation. Mike stood up from the table and pulled out a pairs of sunglasses. "Fine. You might want to put these on. It'll get pretty bright in here."

The Gravely sisters placed the sunglasses on their faces and continued watching. Michael positioned himself in the center of the dining room. He took a deep breath and clentched his fists together. He then arched his chest forward, forcing two pillars of light to fire from his back. The pillars arched out into the shape of wings that stretched from one side of the room to the next. The Gravely sisters watched in awe as the wings popped out.

A loud sound of thunder echoed through the household. The wings shined brightly as the sun. They looked like giant eagle wings but were coated in light with streams of energy surges flowing around the tips. As quickly as the wings appeared, Michael retreated them back into his large body. The girls applauded loudly at their uncle's showcase. Lu and Carmen then entered the dining room, joining in on the small family gathering.

"You know it just dawned on me that Regan's costume is going to need a few more details," Carmen said as she gathered up her children and led them to the door. "So we're going to head out for a bit, pick a few things, maybe see a movie, you know Gravely gal time. Lu, why don't you show your brother around town? Then we'll meet back here for dinner. It was nice to meet you, Mike. Say bye, girls."

Rosemary and Regan waved their goodbyes to their new uncle and followed their mother to the car outside. The girls were gone and the immortal brothers were alone. They stood there in silence, wondering what two brothers turned enemies should do next.

"Want to go to a bar?" Lu finally said, breaking the awkward silence.

Part 3

Dante's Inferno was populated that afternoon. The usual crowd of bikers, families, friends, and loners gathered into one urban bar. Now two brothers, who haven't spoken in so long, are laughing and sharing cold beers and stories for the first time in their eternal lives.

"Seriously, it looks like you have a nice bunch of kids you got raising." Michael said, finishing his second drink.

"Yeah but do you want to know the weirdest thing they do,"Lu said, waving his hand for another round. "I've heard them take showers together. Who does that?"

"It's not that weird. They're girls. They're sisters. Siblings do that sometimes. They'll probably grow out of it." Michael said. "How's business been?"

"Can't complain really. Little dark, little moody, but you never get tired of every waking hour to hear the wailing screams of the damned forever tortured for their sins. Other than that it's still the usual business."

"Hey, what happened to your old partner? What's he been up to? What was his name again?"

"Mephistopheles? He's spending his damnation locked away in the deepest, darkest hellhole I found. Never to be mentioned by anyone ever again."

"Things didn't work out, huh?"

"Not at all. But without him, Carmen and I couldn't be together. What about you? Archangel life treating you well? You still polish that old sword and shield of yours?""

"Haven't picked up those things in ages. Life's been good but, honestly, gets pretty boring. I miss the action. Things are far too quiet. Our siblings are doing well too. Father's the same."

"No surprise there." Lu groaned, rolling his eyes and sipping his new beverage.

"Don't be like that," Mike defended. "He loves us all. He just hasn't been the same since...you know."

"Yeah, I know." Lu sighed. "I wish I knew her."

"She loved you," Mike comforted his little brother. "That matters."

The immortal brothers continued to sit and drink away their harmful memories from the past. They sat silently in their seats reminiscing their childhood. Lu then spoke out, "Why exactly are you here, Mike?"

Mike stared into his drink. "I just wanted to see you is all." he muttered softly.

"No," the devil fired back, "No that can't be just it. You don't see me or speak to me for over two-thousand years, and suddenly you're here. Why?"

"For dad's sake, Lu-"

"Is this something from the Council? Usually they send one of their errand boys, but you're here alone. Archangels don't usually come on their own. Unless..."

Lu leered down his brother. His eyes lit up when he found the answer. "They don't even know you're here, do they?"

Michael kept silent. He said not a word but gulped down a large sip of his beer. The silence that the devil received was more than enough to confirm his suspicions.

"Well I'll be damned all over again." Lu said. A sly grin stretched. "The obedient son is rebelling. Not only are you breaking a law of seeing me, but you've broken the highest law for interacting with humans."

Their social bonding was then interrupted by a howling rant that echoed into the bar. "SINNERS REPENT!"

"Not this guy again." Lu growled under his breath.

"He a regular?" A confused Mike asked.

"A regular pain in the ass." Lu mocked. "He's the local preacher here.

A mad-eyed, mangy haired preacher waltzed into Dante's Inferno, waving one hand freely as the other safely guarded a small bible. He walked around the bar beseeching everyone to his spoken rants. His gospel holler echoed throughout the bar and rang through the ears of the crowd who continued to ignore him.

"Hear me!" He cried. "We live in a world of sin. We can all be saved. I have spoken to God, and he has told me of his great plan."

"Really?" Mike shouted to the preacher. "He never mentioned you."

The patrons laughed at the archangel's truthful jester. The preacher's face burned with hellish fury as he made his way to the immortal brothers.

"You think you're funny, son?" The preacher scowled. "You think you can mock the work of the Lord? We didn't evolve from monkeys, you know."

"You're definitely right about one thing." The devil added. "You didn't evolve from monkeys. You evolved from apes, there's a difference. Also, at what point was he mocking Father? He was just mocking you, old man."

"Silence your forked tongue, devil!" The preacher hissed. He raised his hand to deliver a smiting slap across the devil's cheek. Mike grabbed the old preacher's wrist and gave an almighty squeeze.

"Back off my baby brother!" Michael bellowed, ramming his fist between the old man's eyes.

The preacher flew to the other end of the bar, crashing into a large grizzled biker. The biker picked himself up and glared at the brothers. He ran towards them, his fist readied for impact. Lu then slipped his foot under the charging giant, tripping him onto the dirty bar floor. One of the biker's comrades grabbed a beer bottle and smashed into the serpent's head.

"Was that seriously supposed to hurt?" An unfazed devil said as glass and alcohol rained from his impenetrable skull. Lu's fist crashed into the surprised comrade's nose, knocking him onto a pool table. Another biker whipped out his knife and jabbed it into Mike's side only for the archangel to quickly grab him, pulling the stainless blade out his body.

"I like this jacket." He commented as he tossed him into a table full of angry patrons. The crowd turned into a fighting frenzy as punches, kicks, bottle shards, and beer were thrown around the bar. The brothers joined in the bar brawl, punching out every worthy opponent they engaged.

"Let's make this interesting." Mike said. "No supernatural powers during this fight."

"Why do you always have to take the fun out of everything?" Lu said.

The brothers still fought on. No magic, no powers, just their knowledge and skills of fighting. They both battled and laughed as they remembered how they did before their eventual separation.

Part 4

Mike and Lu stumbled out into the rain, laughing after their victory in the battle of Dante's Inferno.

"Just like old times, huh?" Michael laughed.

"Yeah." Lucifer smiled. "Speaking of old times."

Lu's fist flew through his older brother's lower jaw. A small drool of blood leaked from Mike's mouth.

"Ow! What the hell was that for?" Mike retorted.

"Why didn't you stand up for me then?" Lu shouted furiously.

"Seriously, you want to start this argument?" Mike barked, wiping his blood away.

"You always had my back for a long time," The devil continued. "But when the Almighty gave you an order you obeyed like the good little soldier that you always were. No matter what it was you always did it without question."

Lu threw another punch towards his brother. Mike blocked and retaliated with his rage-filled fist smashing into Lu's ribs. Lu felt the bones crunch together, forcing him to choke out a painful cough. Mike then swung another punch into his little brother's cheek, leaving a large swollen imprint in its place.

"Maybe you should've listened to him all this time so you wouldn't still be wallowing in your self pity." The archangel said. "Dad wanted someone to talk some sense into you, so I volunteered."

"You sure did a good job talking some sense to me." Lu growled. "Fighting me, beating the crap outta me, and then ripping my wings off. You could've said no to him for once. After that everyone praised you like some kind of hero."

Lu tackled Mike against the wall and delivered a couple blows against his stomach. The light drizzling rain suddenly poured harder and harder from the sky. Mike launched a kick into Lu's sternum and grappled his arms. The two wrestled back and forth as the rain showered them more rapidly.

"Father had a plan." Mike argued.

"Don't give me that!" Lu retorted. "Was it his plan for you to beat me? Was it his plan to banish me from my home? Was it his plan to drop his youngest child into some godforsaken abyss. To be abandoned with all the others who have been left to be tormented only to be seen as nothing more than the bad guy?"

"It wasn't his plan for you, his son, to lead a rebellion inside Heaven's own gates. You were out of line then. Your little temper tantrum nearly destroyed Paradise."

"I only started that revolution so I could prove that not everybody had to obey him. To prove not everybody had to do what he said. But more importantly, I wanted him to notice me for once in his damn life."

"You're a selfish little piece of crap, you know that!? Do you honestly think you would have done better in his position? Do you honestly still believe he still resents you after Mom-"

"DON'T YOU DARE MENTION HER, YOU SON OF A-!"

Lu slammed his head against his brothers only for Mike to crash his fist into Lu's jaw. The pair delivered a series of punches against one another, each hateful blow harder than the last. The raging rain drenched them as they continued fighting. Finally both brothers delivered their last punch. Both punches crashed into the other's cheek, knocking them both down into the soaked streets. A flash of lightning erupted from the heavens as the brothers finally ended their match. Both brothers sat quietly in the streets, allowing the rain to wash down their blood into the sewers and instantly heal their cuts and bruises. Sorrow and regret once again filled their hearts as they remembered their last bloody brawl.

"But you're right about one thing," Michael finally spoke, his tears blended with the rain. "I'm not a hero. A hero is meant to protect everyone he cares for. I should have protected you from Him. I should have stood up for you. Every time he was mad at you, and even when he ordered me to stop you. I'm so sorry."

Lucifer look at his brother and said. "It's not your fault. I was angry. You and others always got his attention. He never acknowledged me. It's funny that everyone called me the Betrayer after my fall, but it wasn't until my rise to power I finally realized the one I truly betrayed was you. You raised me, and I let you down. I'm sorry too."

"This is why I came to see you. I don't want us to hate one another. I don't want us to fight anymore, even if Judgement Day may come. I want to make things right with us. Please, let us be brothers again."

Michael picked himself up and stretched out his mighty hand before his baby brother. Lucifer looked at both his brother and his soaked hand, pondering the next step. He knew he couldn't completely forgive him for their infamous fight, but he knew he could never forgive himself again if he had to abandon the bond they had. Letting out a regretful sigh, Lucifer grasped his brother's hand and hoisted himself up into his brother's arms. Lu hugged his brother tightly as Mike did the same, finally able to bury the guilt the both carried for so long. The rain slowed to a halt as they brothers finally let go.

"You know, Dad wanted you name you Samael." Mike said.

"Seriously?" Lu laughed.

"Yeah it's true. I remember that." Mike continued. "Luckily, Mom convinced Him otherwise. She always wanted to name one of us Lucifer. I'm glad she finally did. You know, I've been watching you recently."

"Pervert."

"Funny, not like that. Seriously, I noticed that something's changed in you. Ever since you been with that family of mortals you became different."

"Yeah, how so?"

"You're happy. I'm glad to see that in my baby brother again."

Lu's fiendish lips curled into a heartfelt smile. He then jumped when he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. He whipped out his phone and answered a text. "Ah, Carmen's texting me. She's wondering if you're joining us for dinner?"

"I don't know if I should..." Mike hesitated.

"Please, brother, I insist. After all, they're your family too."

Mike smiled and the pair walked back to 999 Milton Avenue, arms wrapped around one another. Finally they were brothers again.
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Harry Situation's Countdown Reviews: Spider-Man 2

Welcome back to my series of weekly Spider-Man movie reviews as we countdown to the premiere of Spider-Man Homecoming, and now we continue with the follow-up to Sam Raimi's hit film, Spider-Man 2. And my god was this film awesome.

In the sequel, Peter Parker (reprised by Tobey Maguire) is having difficulty balancing his normal life and his superhero life. He's having a hard time keeping in touch with MJ (reprised by Kristen Dunst), he's having a fallout with his friend Harry Osborn (reprised by James Franco), and on top of all that, he's apparently losing his powers. He also has to stop his mentor turned villain Doctor Octopus (played by Alfred Molina) from creating a device that could destroy the city. 

God was I excited to see this movie as a kid. This movie has one of the greatest trailers ever made and it was enough to get me pumped. And my god did this movie kick ass. In my opinion this is one of the greatest superhero movies ever made if not one of the best sequels ever made.

All cast members deliver another outstanding performance. More so on James Franco and Tobey Maguire. I liked seeing Harry just become consumed by hatred for Spider-Man, and Peter is heartbroken that he can't tell Harry what really happened. 

The villain Doctor Octopus, aka Doc Ock, was the perfect follow-up villain. Out of all the Spider-Man villains, Doc Ock was my all time favorite. Alfred Molina was just perfect as the character too. What made him stand out overall was that there was a chance to sympathize for the villain for once, which is something you don't normally see in superhero movies. That's what made Spider-Man villains so iconic. You can sympathize for them too.

The action stepped up. That train fight sequence is hands down one of the best moments I've ever seen in a movie before. Also I'd like to add that the special effects have improved overall too.

If there was one nitpick I'd have to say is the whole Spider-Man losing his powers thing. It honestly made no sense. How was he losing his powers? Was it stress that affected them? How did they return all the sudden? 

Sorry to keep this review short but I'm feeling tired after a long day's work and so I'm just going to leave it by stating that Spider-Man 2 is one of my favorite movies ever made. I love watching it every time. This movie truly represents Spider-Man in the best way possible.

      Positives:                                                        Negatives:

     -Another outstanding performance by cast     -The whole Spidey losing powers thing

     -Awesome villain

     -Upgraded effects

     -Awesome action

     -Amazing story

     -Big improvement overall

Final Grade: A+

So have you seen Spider-Man 2? Did you think it was amazing too? Please be kind, leave a like and comment, and check back for more Spider-Man reviews as we get to (sigh) Spider-Man 3 next week. I'm gonna go all emo in that one.

Best Quote: 

Doctor Octopus: "I will not die a monster."

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Harry Situation's Countdown Reviews: Spider-Man 2
Welcome back to my series of weekly Spider-Man movie reviews as we countdown to the premiere of Spider-Man Homecoming, and now we continue with the follow-up to Sam Raimi's hit film, Spider-Man 2. And my god was this film awesome.

In the sequel, Peter Parker (reprised by Tobey Maguire) is having difficulty balancing his normal life and his superhero life. He's having a hard time keeping in touch with MJ (reprised by Kristen Dunst), he's having a fallout with his friend Harry Osborn (reprised by James Franco), and on top of all that, he's apparently losing his powers. He also has to stop his mentor turned villain Doctor Octopus (played by Alfred Molina) from creating a device that could destroy the city. 

God was I excited to see this movie as a kid. This movie has one of the greatest trailers ever made and it was enough to get me pumped. And my god did this movie kick ass. In my opinion this is one of the greatest superhero movies ever made if not one of the best sequels ever made.

All cast members deliver another outstanding performance. More so on James Franco and Tobey Maguire. I liked seeing Harry just become consumed by hatred for Spider-Man, and Peter is heartbroken that he can't tell Harry what really happened. 

The villain Doctor Octopus, aka Doc Ock, was the perfect follow-up villain. Out of all the Spider-Man villains, Doc Ock was my all time favorite. Alfred Molina was just perfect as the character too. What made him stand out overall was that there was a chance to sympathize for the villain for once, which is something you don't normally see in superhero movies. That's what made Spider-Man villains so iconic. You can sympathize for them too.

The action stepped up. That train fight sequence is hands down one of the best moments I've ever seen in a movie before. Also I'd like to add that the special effects have improved overall too.

If there was one nitpick I'd have to say is the whole Spider-Man losing his powers thing. It honestly made no sense. How was he losing his powers? Was it stress that affected them? How did they return all the sudden? 

Sorry to keep this review short but I'm feeling tired after a long day's work and so I'm just going to leave it by stating that Spider-Man 2 is one of my favorite movies ever made. I love watching it every time. This movie truly represents Spider-Man in the best way possible.

      Positives:                                                        Negatives:
     -Another outstanding performance by cast     -The whole Spidey losing powers thing
     -Awesome villain
     -Upgraded effects
     -Awesome action
     -Amazing story
     -Big improvement overall

Final Grade: A+

So have you seen Spider-Man 2? Did you think it was amazing too? Please be kind, leave a like and comment, and check back for more Spider-Man reviews as we get to (sigh) Spider-Man 3 next week. I'm gonna go all emo in that one.

Best Quote: 
Doctor Octopus: "I will not die a monster."
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L is for Love in The Loud House

So I recently watched the newest episode of Nickelodeon's The Loud House, and some of you might know that I am a huge fan of this series. Last year I did a full review of it and gave it my highest rating. If you're curious about what I had to say you can check out the link below.

After watching it I was super surprised by how much I ended up loving it. Granted I love most of the episodes but there is something here that I think is worth talking about.

So the latest episode is titled L is For Love as part of the second season of the hit animated series. In this episode Lincoln and his ten sisters find a love letter that is directed specifically to a L. Loud. Keep in mind that they all share the same initials in their name. They all figured that the letter must have came from someone they have a crush on. 

To some it all up it turns out that the love letters were sent by the children's mother and addressed to their father (which I saw coming already but it didn't take the enjoyment of the episode out). So basically the children use this idea to send their own love letters to their crushes. The last Loud child to give her love letter away is Luna Loud, the teenage, rock enthusiast of the family. Her love letter was addressed to someone by the name of Sam. We the audience assume that this is a guy, but it turns out that Sam is actually female. 

Sam finds Luna's letter in her locker and smiles, which leads Luna smiling with confidence, know that Sam could return her affection. In this one episode the creators established that Luna Loud, one of the main characters of the series, is gay, or possibly bisexual since she showed an affinity for a guy named Hugh in an episode back season one. 

Truthfully I'm leaning more towards that Luna is a lesbian, and I thought to myself that out of all the Loud sisters, Luna could be the one to be gay. I'll also admit that I did not see this ending coming, and it was so sweet it made me smile too. Just watching this truly shows how far cartoons have come and how further developed characters can be without any limitations. 

A gay character isn't anything new to the series. Lincoln's best friend, Clyde McBride, has two dads. But this is a major because this is a main character that we the audience are following and can relate to. Interestingly enough this revelation just happens to be released during LGBT Pride Month. 

This revelation also leads to some speculations. Does the rest of the Loud family know about Luna's sexuality? Is Luna, at this moment, in the closet? Come to think about it, there were a couple hints that indicate the family may not know Luna's true feelings just yet, which would make for a very intriguing episode. 

I loved this reveal and I loved this episode. I love the show. It explores multiple diversities such as a same-sex married couple to a child with down syndrome, showing that families come in all backgrounds and they love and support each other no matter what. Can't wait to see more of this development in later episodes. 

Well done Loud House.

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L is for Love in The Loud House
So I recently watched the newest episode of Nickelodeon's The Loud House, and some of you might know that I am a huge fan of this series. Last year I did a full review of it and gave it my highest rating. If you're curious about what I had to say you can check out the link below.

After watching it I was super surprised by how much I ended up loving it. Granted I love most of the episodes but there is something here that I think is worth talking about.

So the latest episode is titled L is For Love as part of the second season of the hit animated series. In this episode Lincoln and his ten sisters find a love letter that is directed specifically to a L. Loud. Keep in mind that they all share the same initials in their name. They all figured that the letter must have came from someone they have a crush on. 

To some it all up it turns out that the love letters were sent by the children's mother and addressed to their father (which I saw coming already but it didn't take the enjoyment of the episode out). So basically the children use this idea to send their own love letters to their crushes. The last Loud child to give her love letter away is Luna Loud, the teenage, rock enthusiast of the family. Her love letter was addressed to someone by the name of Sam. We the audience assume that this is a guy, but it turns out that Sam is actually female. 

Sam finds Luna's letter in her locker and smiles, which leads Luna smiling with confidence, know that Sam could return her affection. In this one episode the creators established that Luna Loud, one of the main characters of the series, is gay, or possibly bisexual since she showed an affinity for a guy named Hugh in an episode back season one. 

Truthfully I'm leaning more towards that Luna is a lesbian, and I thought to myself that out of all the Loud sisters, Luna could be the one to be gay. I'll also admit that I did not see this ending coming, and it was so sweet it made me smile too. Just watching this truly shows how far cartoons have come and how further developed characters can be without any limitations. 

A gay character isn't anything new to the series. Lincoln's best friend, Clyde McBride, has two dads. But this is a major because this is a main character that we the audience are following and can relate to. Interestingly enough this revelation just happens to be released during LGBT Pride Month. 

This revelation also leads to some speculations. Does the rest of the Loud family know about Luna's sexuality? Is Luna, at this moment, in the closet? Come to think about it, there were a couple hints that indicate the family may not know Luna's true feelings just yet, which would make for a very intriguing episode. 

I loved this reveal and I loved this episode. I love the show. It explores multiple diversities such as a same-sex married couple to a child with down syndrome, showing that families come in all backgrounds and they love and support each other no matter what. Can't wait to see more of this development in later episodes. 

Well done Loud House.



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10 Quotes From Some Sins of the Father Stories

Honestly, each story in the ongoing series has some great quotes. So I'll just list 10 of my favorite so far, whether they are serious or humorous - as well as the links to said stories if you're curious in checking them out.

1. "Mom said stop hiding in your office and take out the trash already."

     -Rosemary Gravely, A Dark Request

https://theprose.com/post/46225/a-dark-request

2. "Look! He likes you too. He's hugging your neck."

    "That's...not...hug-gin'..."

     -Regan Gravely & Lu, The Serpent

https://theprose.com/post/73247/the-serpent

3. "But you're right about one thing. I'm not a hero. A hero is meant to protect everyone he cares for. I should have protected you from Him. I should have stood up for you. Every time he was mad at you, and even when he ordered me to stop you. I'm so sorry."

      -Mike, Brothers

https://theprose.com/post/115666/brothers-complete

4. "I'm afraid you cannot, my lord. Even with my vast knowledge of the blackest magic, I know there is nothing that can withstand the dreaded power of cuteness."

     -Legion, Unholy Power

https://theprose.com/post/97955/unholy-power

5. "What is this place to you? Another realm? A giant prison? For many this place has been known only to be one thing: evil or, at least, the source of all evil. I've spent so long down in the fire to know that this world is not evil, it's corrupted."

     -Lu, Keep to the Road

https://theprose.com/post/115675/keep-to-the-road-complete

6. "I know exactly how it feels to lose someone you hold dear to your heart. If there's something the Bible doesn't mention it's that even the devil had a mother too."

    -Lu, Sympathy from the Devil

https://theprose.com/post/126637/sympathy-from-the-devil

7. "There are alternatives to handling bullies like them. This is why I wanted to be a teacher. Tensions between East and West are already bad enough as it is. All I ever wanted to do in life was to serve as a bridge between two societies in two simple steps: to help educate and grow the minds of wonderful children and to show that not every Muslim is a threat."

    -Ms. Kat, Angels in Love

https://theprose.com/post/144270/angels-in-love-complete

8. "Such miracles and wonder life can bestow."

     -Legion, The Old Master

https://theprose.com/post/148069/the-old-master-complete

9. "I'm not picky with whom I share my love with."

    -Lilith, Ladies of the Night

https://theprose.com/post/156984/ladies-of-the-night-complete

10. "Don't try. Only do. Trying will only give you the same results. Doing will give better solutions."

      -Legion, Always Two There Are

https://theprose.com/post/147032/always-two-there-are

  

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10 Quotes From Some Sins of the Father Stories
Honestly, each story in the ongoing series has some great quotes. So I'll just list 10 of my favorite so far, whether they are serious or humorous - as well as the links to said stories if you're curious in checking them out.

1. "Mom said stop hiding in your office and take out the trash already."
     -Rosemary Gravely, A Dark Request
https://theprose.com/post/46225/a-dark-request

2. "Look! He likes you too. He's hugging your neck."
    "That's...not...hug-gin'..."
     -Regan Gravely & Lu, The Serpent

https://theprose.com/post/73247/the-serpent

3. "But you're right about one thing. I'm not a hero. A hero is meant to protect everyone he cares for. I should have protected you from Him. I should have stood up for you. Every time he was mad at you, and even when he ordered me to stop you. I'm so sorry."
      -Mike, Brothers

https://theprose.com/post/115666/brothers-complete

4. "I'm afraid you cannot, my lord. Even with my vast knowledge of the blackest magic, I know there is nothing that can withstand the dreaded power of cuteness."
     -Legion, Unholy Power

https://theprose.com/post/97955/unholy-power

5. "What is this place to you? Another realm? A giant prison? For many this place has been known only to be one thing: evil or, at least, the source of all evil. I've spent so long down in the fire to know that this world is not evil, it's corrupted."
     -Lu, Keep to the Road

https://theprose.com/post/115675/keep-to-the-road-complete

6. "I know exactly how it feels to lose someone you hold dear to your heart. If there's something the Bible doesn't mention it's that even the devil had a mother too."

    -Lu, Sympathy from the Devil

https://theprose.com/post/126637/sympathy-from-the-devil

7. "There are alternatives to handling bullies like them. This is why I wanted to be a teacher. Tensions between East and West are already bad enough as it is. All I ever wanted to do in life was to serve as a bridge between two societies in two simple steps: to help educate and grow the minds of wonderful children and to show that not every Muslim is a threat."
    -Ms. Kat, Angels in Love

https://theprose.com/post/144270/angels-in-love-complete

8. "Such miracles and wonder life can bestow."
     -Legion, The Old Master

https://theprose.com/post/148069/the-old-master-complete

9. "I'm not picky with whom I share my love with."
    -Lilith, Ladies of the Night

https://theprose.com/post/156984/ladies-of-the-night-complete

10. "Don't try. Only do. Trying will only give you the same results. Doing will give better solutions."
      -Legion, Always Two There Are

https://theprose.com/post/147032/always-two-there-are
  
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The Devil's Intern Part 1

It was Internship Week for the fifth graders of Brimstone Elementary; however it had to start off in the most boring way possible. During the day it was announced to the students that they were to learn about the various business around their town, and are to be assigned to undertake temporary internship positions. But first they had to sit through a boring lecture from their teacher, Mr. Carney. The old man rambled on about how it was going to be a great experience for them, and how it was the next step to becoming responsible adults. To their youthful ears all they could interpret was blah, blah, blah.

Rosemary Gravely slouched in her desk as the teacher continued babbling on. Her eyes grew heavy with each dull sentence spoken. She glanced over to the far left of the classroom, where saw her best friend Krystal texting away on her platinum cased cellphone that her family fortune could afford. 

She then lobbed her head onto her right. There she saw her other friend Kayleigh resting her head on her books. Rosie thought she was lucky to sleep through the whole lecture. 

A pair of fingers jabbed into her Rosie's shoulder. She turned and found another one of her friends in the same classroom, Ashley. She did not have to whisper in order to interpret what she was thinking. Instead she place two of her fingers on her right temple, imitating the shape of a handgun. Her thumb pulled back on the imaginary hammer and fired. At least it was a swift execution, what with her head jerking about as the imaginary bullet richotted inside her skull. Her eyes crossing together and her tongue flew out of her mouth.

The eldest Gravely child snorted a muffled laugh so her teacher couldn't see or hear what they were doing. She then turned to the front of the room and saw her other friend, Joshua, scribbling down in his notebook. He was always the good student, taking notes whenever necessary. Rosie didn't mind that about him at all, at least it kept him busy; though what no one realized or even had a glance at were decorative doodles that Joshua drew to avert his attention away from the boring lecture.

Mr. Carney continued his monologue, "Alright, here are your internships." He passed around small envelopes around to all the students. "Make sure your temporary employers sign your papers and write a five page report about what you learned from the business you worked at."

The school bell rang. At long last it was 3 o'clock. Schools out! The students all rushed out the door like a mad cattle stampede. Rosemary and her friends all walked out together, exchanging what they got for temporary internships. 

"Toads awesome!" Krystal praised, flashing her business card about, "I'm interning at your mom, Rosie. And your dad too, Kayleigh. Soon the camera is going to be on me. I'm gonna be famous!"

"Cool beans, Krystal," Rosemary complied, "I get to work at the local radio station. Time for everyone to listen to Rosemary's Rocking Rock & Roll hits!"

Kayleigh added, "Neat! I'm going to be working at the bakery. What about you, Ash?"

Ashley did not say a word. Instead she smiled and passed around the business card that she received from her envelope. 

"Sawyer-Patterson Paleontology Labs." Kayleigh read, "Sounds cool."

"My dad has some friends that work there," Ashley signed, which her friends were able to interpret, "Should be pretty fun."

"What about you, Joshua?" Krystal then asked. "What did you get?"

Joshua was silent for a moment, staring into the small card in his hand. "Something my mom is definitely not going to like."

And like a bad penny, there stood their principal and Josh's mother, Mrs. Wordworth. Dressed so holier than thou compared to the rest of the students and facility. She looked so plain and ordinary with her dark green gown and dress, her stockings, and her black shoes. She prided over her small, silver cross that weighted around her neck. So flossed and perfected. She made sure everyone saw it as glorious as she did.

"Hello children," Mrs. Wordworth gave her students and son a warm greeting. Her eyes glared at Rosemary, "Gravely," She scowled.

Rosemary returned a similar glare back at her principal. She was fully aware of Wordworth's spitefulness towards her and her family, not just on the account that she wound up in her office now and then. Though Mrs. Wordworth garnered more hatred towards Rosie's stepfather, as those who remained faithful did and still do.

Principal Wordworth exclaimed, "I just wanted to see how things were starting off with your interns. This is a big moment for your young lives. As it says in Psalm 90:17, May the favor of the Lord our God rest on us; establish the work of our hands for us— yes, establish the work of our hands."

"Right," Rosemary murmured while rolling her eyes. The rest of her friends followed too.

"So Joshua," she continued, "I hope you got something exciting."

"It's something alright," her only son gave a nervous chuckle.

"Well let's see it."

"That's okay. We can talk about it later."

"Nonsense!" the principal swiped away her son's card. "Whatever you received as a position I'll be proud of you, dear."

Mrs. Wordworth inspected the small business card. So small. It had a red color with a golden outline around the corners. There was even a watermark. But what she read made her heart stop. Her face froze. Her body stiffened. Completely petrified. 

And like a domino she tipped over on her back. She hit the tiled flooring so fast she was out cold. Rosemary, Joshua, and the others all rushed to check on their fainted principal. What she read on the business card could only come from her darkest nightmares.

Devil, it read. Inferno Incorporated.

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The Devil's Intern Part 1
It was Internship Week for the fifth graders of Brimstone Elementary; however it had to start off in the most boring way possible. During the day it was announced to the students that they were to learn about the various business around their town, and are to be assigned to undertake temporary internship positions. But first they had to sit through a boring lecture from their teacher, Mr. Carney. The old man rambled on about how it was going to be a great experience for them, and how it was the next step to becoming responsible adults. To their youthful ears all they could interpret was blah, blah, blah.

Rosemary Gravely slouched in her desk as the teacher continued babbling on. Her eyes grew heavy with each dull sentence spoken. She glanced over to the far left of the classroom, where saw her best friend Krystal texting away on her platinum cased cellphone that her family fortune could afford. 

She then lobbed her head onto her right. There she saw her other friend Kayleigh resting her head on her books. Rosie thought she was lucky to sleep through the whole lecture. 

A pair of fingers jabbed into her Rosie's shoulder. She turned and found another one of her friends in the same classroom, Ashley. She did not have to whisper in order to interpret what she was thinking. Instead she place two of her fingers on her right temple, imitating the shape of a handgun. Her thumb pulled back on the imaginary hammer and fired. At least it was a swift execution, what with her head jerking about as the imaginary bullet richotted inside her skull. Her eyes crossing together and her tongue flew out of her mouth.

The eldest Gravely child snorted a muffled laugh so her teacher couldn't see or hear what they were doing. She then turned to the front of the room and saw her other friend, Joshua, scribbling down in his notebook. He was always the good student, taking notes whenever necessary. Rosie didn't mind that about him at all, at least it kept him busy; though what no one realized or even had a glance at were decorative doodles that Joshua drew to avert his attention away from the boring lecture.

Mr. Carney continued his monologue, "Alright, here are your internships." He passed around small envelopes around to all the students. "Make sure your temporary employers sign your papers and write a five page report about what you learned from the business you worked at."

The school bell rang. At long last it was 3 o'clock. Schools out! The students all rushed out the door like a mad cattle stampede. Rosemary and her friends all walked out together, exchanging what they got for temporary internships. 

"Toads awesome!" Krystal praised, flashing her business card about, "I'm interning at your mom, Rosie. And your dad too, Kayleigh. Soon the camera is going to be on me. I'm gonna be famous!"

"Cool beans, Krystal," Rosemary complied, "I get to work at the local radio station. Time for everyone to listen to Rosemary's Rocking Rock & Roll hits!"

Kayleigh added, "Neat! I'm going to be working at the bakery. What about you, Ash?"

Ashley did not say a word. Instead she smiled and passed around the business card that she received from her envelope. 

"Sawyer-Patterson Paleontology Labs." Kayleigh read, "Sounds cool."

"My dad has some friends that work there," Ashley signed, which her friends were able to interpret, "Should be pretty fun."

"What about you, Joshua?" Krystal then asked. "What did you get?"

Joshua was silent for a moment, staring into the small card in his hand. "Something my mom is definitely not going to like."

And like a bad penny, there stood their principal and Josh's mother, Mrs. Wordworth. Dressed so holier than thou compared to the rest of the students and facility. She looked so plain and ordinary with her dark green gown and dress, her stockings, and her black shoes. She prided over her small, silver cross that weighted around her neck. So flossed and perfected. She made sure everyone saw it as glorious as she did.

"Hello children," Mrs. Wordworth gave her students and son a warm greeting. Her eyes glared at Rosemary, "Gravely," She scowled.

Rosemary returned a similar glare back at her principal. She was fully aware of Wordworth's spitefulness towards her and her family, not just on the account that she wound up in her office now and then. Though Mrs. Wordworth garnered more hatred towards Rosie's stepfather, as those who remained faithful did and still do.

Principal Wordworth exclaimed, "I just wanted to see how things were starting off with your interns. This is a big moment for your young lives. As it says in Psalm 90:17, May the favor of the Lord our God rest on us; establish the work of our hands for us— yes, establish the work of our hands."

"Right," Rosemary murmured while rolling her eyes. The rest of her friends followed too.

"So Joshua," she continued, "I hope you got something exciting."

"It's something alright," her only son gave a nervous chuckle.

"Well let's see it."

"That's okay. We can talk about it later."

"Nonsense!" the principal swiped away her son's card. "Whatever you received as a position I'll be proud of you, dear."

Mrs. Wordworth inspected the small business card. So small. It had a red color with a golden outline around the corners. There was even a watermark. But what she read made her heart stop. Her face froze. Her body stiffened. Completely petrified. 

And like a domino she tipped over on her back. She hit the tiled flooring so fast she was out cold. Rosemary, Joshua, and the others all rushed to check on their fainted principal. What she read on the business card could only come from her darkest nightmares.

Devil, it read. Inferno Incorporated.
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Rhyming challenge! write a silly poem, rhyming one or all of the following words: hippopotamus, yeti, giraffe, capsule, abominable, frolicsome.
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Rhyming Time!

Betty

The yeti

Ate spaghetti

While sunbathing

in the Serengeti

In a pool

Full of confetti

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Rhyming challenge! write a silly poem, rhyming one or all of the following words: hippopotamus, yeti, giraffe, capsule, abominable, frolicsome.
Written by Harry_Situation
Rhyming Time!
Betty
The yeti
Ate spaghetti
While sunbathing
in the Serengeti
In a pool
Full of confetti
#poetry  #comedy  #humor 
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