Author Note: Thank You Guys So Much For 20k...i know I'm a bit late bacuse I'm not at 20.6k...i think but here is a special I made about Kikidori And Kael Being An Iconic Father-Son Duo– Raiko
Hell was buzzing with its usual chaos—flames roaring, souls wailing, and demons scheming. But amidst it all, there was one duo that had become somewhat of a legend: Kikidori and Kael, the father-son pair who managed to turn even the pits of damnation into their personal playground.
Today was no different. Kikidori and Kael had decided to take a "day off" from their usual responsibilities to cause some good old-fashioned havoc.
"Alright, kid," Kikidori said, leaning against the giant throne in the castle's main hall. "What's the plan today? You wanna mess with some demons? Maybe prank Lucifer? Or, ooh, I know—how about we visit the angelic realm and leave a 'fuck you' note for God?"
Kael grinned, his five-year-old mischievousness shining through. "Can we do all three?"
Kikidori let out a hearty laugh. "That's my boy! Alright, let's start small. Pranking demons is always a warm-up."
The first stop was the fiery outskirts of hell, where lower-level demons were hard at work torturing damned souls. Kikidori and Kael, armed with buckets of black tar and feathers, went to work.
"Alright, Kael, you handle the tar. I'll handle the feathers. Teamwork makes the dream work."
Kael nodded, struggling a little with the weight of the bucket but managing to dump its contents over a particularly cruel demon. The tar-covered demon flailed, letting out a guttural roar, only for Kikidori to swoop in and pelt him with feathers.
The result was a very angry, very confused chicken-looking demon stomping around and roaring incoherently.
Kael doubled over laughing. "He looks like a giant pigeon!"
Kikidori smirked, ruffling Kael's hair. "Not bad for your first prank. You're learning from the best, kid."
Their next stop was Lucifer's throne room. Now, pranking the King of Hell was no small feat, but Kikidori was nothing if not bold.
"Alright, Kael," Kikidori whispered, crouching behind one of the massive obsidian pillars. "Here's the plan. You distract him with your innocent charm. Meanwhile, I'll rig his throne with the whoopee cushion from hell."
Kael raised an eyebrow. "What's so special about this whoopee cushion?"
Kikidori grinned devilishly. "It releases a sound and smell so powerful it shakes the ground and smells like sulfur and rotten eggs combined. It's a classic."
Kael nodded, impressed. He stepped out from behind the pillar and approached Lucifer, who was lounging on his throne, looking as regal as ever.
"Hey, Luci!" Kael called out, using the nickname that always annoyed the hell out of Lucifer.
Lucifer raised an eyebrow, clearly unamused. "What do you want, brat?"
Kael put on his best innocent face. "I just wanted to ask... why do you look so grumpy all the time?"
Lucifer's fiery eyes narrowed. "I'm not grumpy. This is my resting face."
As Lucifer was distracted, Kikidori sneaked up and slid the whoopee cushion under the throne cushion. With a wink to Kael, he gave the signal.
Kael pointed at the ceiling. "Is that a crack?!"
Lucifer looked up just as he shifted in his seat.
**PPPPRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAATTTTTT!**
The sound echoed through the throne room, followed by the most rancid smell imaginable. Lucifer froze, his face turning a deep crimson as Kikidori and Kael burst into laughter.
"KIKIDORI!" Lucifer roared, flames erupting around him.
Kikidori grabbed Kael and took off running. "Worth it!"
Their final stop was the angelic realm. Ere'ana had warned them countless times to stay away without her guidance, but Kikidori and Kael had never been good at following rules.
"Alright, kid," Kikidori said as they landed on a fluffy cloud just outside Heaven's gates. "You ready for the pièce de résistance?"
Kael held up a note scribbled in crayon that read, **'Dear God, you suck. Love, Kikidori and Kael.'**
"This is gonna piss Him off so bad," Kael said, grinning.
"That's the point," Kikidori said, ruffling his son's hair. "Now, let's deliver it."
Kael, being small and fast, darted past the unsuspecting angel guards and stuck the note to the pearly gates with a piece of gum. He was back by Kikidori's side in a flash.
"Mission accomplished!" Kael said, high-fiving his dad.
"Hell yeah!" Kikidori said, grinning. "We're the best team ever."
As they flew back to Hell, they could hear a booming voice from the heavens: "KIKIDORI!!!"
"Totally worth it," Kikidori said, laughing as Kael joined in.
By the time they got home, Ere'ana was waiting for them, arms crossed and looking less than pleased.
"What did you two do this time?" she demanded.
"Nothing," Kikidori said innocently, though the mischievous glint in his eyes gave him away.
Kael smirked. "We just had a little fun."
Ere'ana sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. "You two are going to be the death of me."
"Yeah, but you love us," Kikidori said, wrapping an arm around her.
Kael grinned, hugging her legs. "Yeah, Mom. You love us!"
Ere'ana couldn't help but smile despite herself. "You're lucky I do. Also..... That excuse won't always work kikidori"
Kikidori chuckled and said "so what?"
As the sun set over Hell, Kikidori and Kael sat on the castle roof, looking out over their chaotic domain.
"We make a pretty good team, huh, Dad?" Kael said, leaning against his father.
"The best," Kikidori replied, ruffling his son's hair.
And so, the most iconic father-son duo in Hell continued their reign of mischief, proving that even in the darkest places, family—and a good prank—could bring a little light.
The end of Chapter 30