; wolf in sheep's clothing

Will hesitated a moment, as if unsure, before nodding, the flame getting hotter in a moment. He watched the metal melting. While it was going faster than before it still seemed like it would take awhile.

“Ugh...” For a few minutes, Cipher had been so excited, but now? Watching the metal slowly drip was more than a tiny bit boring. Sliding down to the floor, he sat, sighing. “Thanks, Will. We might be here for a couple of hundred years while this melts.”

“I still don’t see why you are being to aggressive. I haven’t done anything.” She lounged in the air, not paying attention to what he was doing. She knew that if it came to it, she did have a trump card, but only as a last resort. She had to keep her cool for now. 

“Demon. I’m literally a demon. We’re practically always hostile, especially towards newcomers like you!” Cipher replied, snapping his fingers and causing the blue flame to flare a tiny bit and a few sparks were sent flying. “Man, I feel kinda sorry for ya, kid! You’re going to lose here, whatever tricks you try!”

❛ i don’t know what i’m doing with my life, but i know i’m doing it wrong ❜ ❛ i am so cute and bitter ❜ ❛ my life is one part ‘wait’ and another part ‘what’ ❜ ❛ my #1 talent is saying stupid things to people and immediately regretting it ❜ ❛ i love sleeping to avoid problems ❜ ❛ i hate myself a lot but i get offended when other people do ❜ ❛ i’m hungrier than the neopet i neglected for nine years ❜ ❛ hit me up if you wanna date a piece of shit ❜ ❛ we need some new and more powerful swears ❜ ❛ i get progressively uglier throughout the day ❜ ❛ i’m so miserable, but i laugh at everything ❜ ❛ i need something that is more than coffee, but less than cocaine ❜ ❛ just because you’re trash doesn’t mean you can’t do great things. it’s called garbage can, not garbage cannot. ❜ ❛ 90 out of 10 people agree that math is fucking lame ❜ ❛ if you think i’m ugly now, you should have seen me in 2009 ❜ ❛ 2010 me would literally be terrified of 2016 me and i love it ❜ ❛ i have a rare skin condition called close the fucking blinds ❜ ❛ hey babe, i made you this mixtape for valentines day. i don’t know many love songs, so it’s just uptown funk 18 times in a row. ❜ ❛ there are people who know me in real life who think i’m straight and that’s really funny to me ❜ ❛ i was cursed with expensive taste and a low budget ❜ ❛ yo dude i trusted you wtf the fuck? what the fuck?? what the fuck what the ❜ ❛ open flannel shirts and lingerie are the hottest thing and nobody can convince me otherwise ❜ ❛ i’m the weird dad, wine mom, vodka aunt, and gay emo cousin all in one person ❜ ❛ that awful moment when you wake up ❜ ❛ damn haha i’m going to have to deal with that sooner or later ❜ ❛ are we gonna fucking hold hands tonight or what bitch ❜ ❛ people our age have children what the hell i am a children ❜ ❛ i don’t like your clothes. take them off. ❜ ❛ why am i only motivated to sort my life out at 4 am? ❜ ❛ after i die, i’ll probably still complain ❜ ❛ people are so petty and then here i am, me, an angel ❜ ❛ if i don’t insult you daily, it means i don’t like you ❜ ❛ do something with your life that would make a 1950s straight white man angry ❜ ❛ i need to get laid… to rest. put me in a coffin. let my soul ascend. ❜ ❛ i’m trying to be a better person, but some people are testing me ❜ ❛ i’m overstressed and underfucked ❜ ❛ i can’t wait to be a piece of shit with a bachelors degree ❜ ❛ my emo phase never went away, it just aged like fine wine ❜ ❛ my whole life consists of wondering whether or not to make the bitchy comment ❜ ❛ i don’t have time for people who don’t believe in aliens ❜ ❛ the lack of cuddling i am experiencing right now is upsetting ❜ ❛ why do good concert tickets happen to bad people ❜ ❛ i can’t play hard to get i’m already hard to want ❜ ❛ i’m still pissed off about growing up ❜ ❛ if you listen carefully, you can hear me whisper ‘shut the fuck up’ at least once every five minutes ❜ ❛ when i die i want my heart donated to NASA so they can finally see what a black hole looks like up close ❜ ❛ single and ready to take a 20 hour nap ❜ ❛ write ‘nothing is set in stone’ on my grave as both a witty joke and a subtle warning that i will be back ❜ ❛ how do people even put up with me like i can’t even put up with me ❜ ❛ the opening riff to mr. brightside could literally raise me from the dead ❜ ❛ stale cinnamon roll, been in this world too long, too cynical  ❜ ❛ sorry, i’m poor. i can’t afford to pay attention ❜ ❛ aziz ansari’s voice in the back of my head faintly telling me to treat myself is going to be my downfall ❜ ❛ is it too late to wrap myself up like a baby and drop myself off on a billionaire’s doorstep? ❜ ❛ my neutral expression makes me look like i’m always in a bad mood which is convenient because it’s usually true ❜ ❛ i never run voluntarily so if you ever see me running you should start running too because something is coming ❜

Will simply nodded at the others suggestion and that was the only warning before a yellow fire formed around the hand that was already touching the handcuffs. He carefully watched to see what would happen.

“Any chance you can turn up the heat of the fire a little? It looks like it’s working!”

“I’ll have you know that I’m actually in a stable relationship, and that I’m not just ‘lusting after someone’, believe it or not,” Cipher responded, though he was smiling. “Seriously? You actually think one of them might be able to take me down? Highly unlikely and you know it.”

“Um….I-I’m….I-I’m n-not s-sure…..W-What a-all I-I c-can do…..M-My power i-is k-kind o-of l-limited. I-I c-can t-try though…A-Any i-ideas?” He shifted slightly as he looked over the handcuffs. He reached out, touching the chain for the handcuffs.

“I’m not really too sure on how to go about it,” Bill confessed, staring down at the metal objects in obvious irritation. They were beyond infuriating now, and he just wanted them off. “Cutting them won’t work. I’ve already tried. Maybe we could melt them off if we used some kind of powerful fire?”

But obviously he also had no idea who he was dealing with either and that would be for the best.

“You may not be normal, but I’m sure you don’t hold the same godlike status I do, so back down now!” Cipher growled, flames glowing in his palms and black eye flashing with ancient runes, engraved in neon blue. “Just accept your fate - it’ll be easier for everyone!”

“A kiss for ice cream…” Bipper hummed lightly as he turned to face Cipher. He grinned and leaned forward, pressing his lips to the other’s in a deep and loving kiss. His arms flew around Cipher’s waist, and a few seconds later he pulled back from the kiss. 

“Hmm... that was good. However... I could just tease you and not give you the ice cream easily, and that seems like a lot more fun.” the demon grinned, scooping out a little bit of the sweet food on his finger and smearing it on Bipper’s nose playfully. 

“Why did you do it? Tell me.”