Lucifer looks at me with an aquiline face, his eagle eye skydive, and he grins arcanely, like an ocean of poison. He tickles me into submission, mounting me with precision, and wraps his wings around melike a dowry.
"You little fool."
"Technically, I am a yellow Despicable Me Minion - that or Hell's idiot jester. Banana."
"Why a Minion?" he groans, plieing my hair with sharp violinist fingers.
"Because, golden boy, you are my Gru. Minions follow evil overlords. I can't think of a more evil overlord than you, Melkor."
