Is that all? Figaro says with a crazy smirk. I get back this person from hell, and you will give me what I want? The shadowy figure showed Figaro a covered dish, and lifted the lid. Figaro drooled at the smell, and gazed upon the twelve succulent Katamari Calamari sitting comfortable on the plate. He made a motion to grab one, but the man holding it shut it quickly and said, Geet 'im first.
Figaro nodded and turned to leave. You keep your word. If you betray my trust, you will die, Figaro said before he left. Ha ha ha, you kill me? The man in the shadows said. I survived the destruction of the universe. Whatever, Figaro said, and then left.
Figaro shivered. For hell, this is freezing, he said as he walked through a giant stone door. Fire shot up around him as he walked onto a bridge of fire. Ah, much better! he exclaimed. A demon, tall, large, and winged, wielding a sword came up through the floor of the bridge. He held out his sword, pointing it at Figaro's throat. What is ye business here? he growled, glaring at Figaro. Figaro simply said, I've come to get someone and attempted to walk past. The demon put his hand on Figaro's shoulder, stopping him from getting by.
None shall pass and none shall leave. This is the private quarters of Satan himself, and he is in the middle of.. he began, but Figaro jumped and kneed him in the chin. Then he backflipped, and, long blade extended, he cut the demon in half, cleanly. Both pieces fell off the bridge on each side. Figaro looked over the edge and calls, Sorry you had to split! He then laughed heartily at his own wit and opened the door.
The room was enormous, yet empty except for two people and a chessboard. A silent and intense game was being played. Pieces moved as the two clashed in a chess game of epic proportions. On the right was Satan, the dark prince himself. Is black wings in his back folded, and his eyes on the game. On the left was... a small koala, panda thing, concentration on the game as well.
Figaro cleared his throat, causing Satan to break his gaze off of the game. Quick as a flash, Panda moved around some pieces to better suit his plan. What is a hideous creature like you doing in my personal quarters? You wish to incur the wrath of the god-like beauty of Satan? Prince of
He was cut off by the electrified slap of claws on his face. He lay limp, stunned for a few seconds as Figaro walked over him. Ugly bitch! Figaro said and then spat on him. He then pointed at the Panda and said, You are coming with me. Panda blinked and stood up. He walked over to Satan, and beat the shit out of him until Figaro pulled him off. Then Panda started punching Figaro with supprising force.
Figaro slapped him with his electrified claws, but he was only knocked over. Panda attempted to get up, but he found he couldn't. That was strong enough to knock out the dark ass for five minutes. You should be out cold as well, Figaro said. Well, I can still take you to Chef like this.
Figaro picked up Panda and threw him over his left shoulder, wrapping him with his tentacle. Figaro walked to the end of the room, and walked out. Panda said one thing as they exited. Fuck.