Reblog If Its Ok To Spam You With Boops

You’re a demon. One day, you’re summoned into a living room, and an exhausted woman quickly rambles about needing to get to work and being unable to find a sitter before flying out the door. Now, you stand in your summoning circle, a toddler staring wide eyed at you.

So I read the original idea on pinterest and decided to write a short story on it:

"When I take over the world, you will be my right hand" ~Frank the llama

"If this idiot doesn't stop staring at me I would definitely kill him before I take over the rest of the world." I sighed the hundredth time today.

I am planning to take over the world one day because this humanity is so hideous, that even llamas hate them.

"Here boy! " Here he is, the best human I know, Jerred. He is my care taker in this zoo and he gives me food. He is the only one that I exclude when I say, "I would spit on everyone until they die.''

"Here you are"—he smiled at me and dumped a heap of dried hay —" Here is your fuel for today buddy. Enjoy! "

I gave him a weird look, he knows I don't like it dried.

"We're left with this only. Take it or leave it." He said sternly.

I sighed and started eating as he sat there looking sad. I nudged him with my nose. He looked up and stared at me sadly. I tilted my head as if to ask why he was so depressed (maybe not 'depressed', I'm just over dramatic).

He opened his mouth and closed it — thought for a second — and finally said, "You see that boy? " I looked over to see a long, blond haired boy with a somewhat bulging figure.

"I really like him and asked him out yesterday," (I made a mental note not to kill him) He took a deep breath and exhaled shakily, "but he rejected me saying that I just want to make fun of him for being gay" (I correct the mental note to give him a really painful death) .

I knew he didn't want to make fun of him, of course. I hated being all lovey-dovey but I would love Jerred to be happy.

He stood up with a sigh and opened the door. I thought about running away when Jerred left the door open like fifty times before, but I knew he was going to be fired if I did. So I thought better of the idea and let it go.

He looked at me before closing it shut.

"You left the door open again, Jerred." I quietly whispered to nobody in particular. I really wanted to comfort him but he didn't speak llama. "When I take over the world, you will be my right hand" I said again in the empty cage, referring to Jerred. "Great! I'm talking to myself now. " I whispered again and went back to eating the hay. World can be conquered when my stomach is full.

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