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Brian turned his head briefly, to look at the nice fellas who knew his name. Oh. Nice fellas with a bat. Nice. Why now? This was the worst time he ...

Brian stood on a stool to reach the lid of the dumpster behind the thrift store, and tipped another haunted toaster onto the pile of possessed junk. Then he poured ...

Boris was the one who'd suggested this, so he had to show some initiative and do it first. Disregarding James' hygiene conscious qualms, he boldly and resolutely spat in his ...

Siren squinted hard, and frowned again. Then she moved into Maahes' personal space, and sniffed him. She sniffed him very seriously. Then she stepped back, grinned her sharp grin, and ...

Boris made a disgusted face. "Gross. Let's just do a swear."

Bleffles turned around, and glanced at Natalia in confusion. "Became...real?" she questioned. "What does that mean?"

Boris had only met Engel a few hours ago, but, he felt like he wanted to believe him. It was true that neither John Watson or Damascus had really done ...

Siren looked down. "Maa-hes said he was special." she said thoughtfully. After a moment of thinking it through, she looked up again, burdened by the weight of arcane knowledge. "Who ...

Boris cowered behind the wood pile more resolutely than before. Damascus... was a demon? He'd gone and made a real demon angry? This was...this was it. This was the end. ...

Siren hopped over to Maahes. "You...you are Maa-hes?" she said, suspiciously. She stood up close to him, and loudly 'hmmmmm'ed. She looked inside his right ear, then circled around behind ...

"Ooooh," oohed Bleffles, in appreciation of the thematically appropriate bat flurry. She stopped to pick up Griffith's hat, and offered it to him as she walked through the doors, still ...

"Why, why did you think that donating this possessed tea set to a thrift store was a good idea?" demanded Brian. "It could be useful to somebody." the middle aged ...

"We, we love you, too." I said feverishly, ruffling Damascus' hair.

Damascus went from looking frightened to very grave, quite suddenly, but Boris took no note of it. Until his eyes started glowing red. Boris froze, and went very pale. He ...

"Calm down, there aren't any bears! I was joking." Boris said, in between small bouts of laughter. He didn't even bother to question what Damascus had implied. He was just ...