THE CONCLUSION
Let us recap for those who are not with us right now.
This is Steve. He was shopping for groceries, minding his own business and such.
And that guy screaming over there, is Wrath. Yes, one of the seven Avarice demons that Lilith summoned for some Jack knows what reason (sometimes it's not good to ask, for one's own mental health).
"ARGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG,"
continued 'Wrath', his face still cherry red. He ran for Steve, right past him, and dunked his head in the nearby fountain. There were several long moments as Steve turned slowly, dramatically towards 'Wrath', the only sound in the entire vicinity a series of loud gulps, and possibly the sound effect of an eyetwitch from our protagonist.
Thirty seconds later, Wrath pulled his drenched head from the fountain. He looked left and right, and adjusted his shirt a bit. "For my own sake, remind me next time not to get the Super Double Deluxe Extra Hot Chili Hot Dog. What the heck did they put in that stuff seriously?!"
Steve's eyebrow was raised to his hairline. Did the avarice demon even know who he was? "Uh..." He filled in, as Wrath turned to look at him expectantly, "Yeah. Hot stuff is no good."
"Awesome, well I got an application to fill out - I'm going to show up those stupid Amityville sports clubs: they've got some NEW competition." Giving Steve a light punch on the shoulder, Wrath sauntered off, hair still dripping.
Steve blinked several more times and turned towards some unknown camera source. "... We're going to pretend this never happened."
THIS IS HALLOWEEN
WHERE IT IS ALWAYS HALLOWEEN (and sometimes exams)
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