And here you thought the Devil’s Night story was over, by virtue of that two-paragraph ending that conveniently saved Evil Ben, who then saved Klaus. Oh hells no, it isn’t that simple. They still have a dead puritan in their garden who expects Klaus & Ben to go find him a key. A key made by the ancient King Solomon. Also, a quick reminder that we’re dealing with a narrator who thinks they’re smarter than they actually are. Without further ado, here’s a snippet from the opening scene of Devil’s Night Chapter 6.
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“A book?!” Evil Ben rages with lots of anger. “A book? A book. A fucking book? It’s a fucking book, Klaus. [Arrrrrrgh!]” Or however you spell all the vocalizations Ben is making rn. The bookstore’s high ceilings reverberate with angst.
“A book? That’s all? That’s great!” Klaus enthuses. “Thank heavens it’s not an actual key! Keys unlock bad stuff. Books are way safer than keys.” (In what universe, Klaus? It’s known to science that books are dangerous.)
“Heavens to Betsy Benji, you had me worried there for a second.”
“Me. I had you worried,” replies Ben, dumbfounded. Which reaction increases every time Klaus blithely blorps another mouthful of clear, viscous ghost mucus into his ghost goo spittoon, so quickly forgetting why he’s blorping into his ghost goo spittoon to begin with. “Zero self awareness. None,” says Evil Ben.
Pots, kettles, hypocrisy about lacking self awareness. You should be rolling your eyes by now.
Klaus pauses to consider Ben’s expression, and foresees the thunderclap-back of rage that will inevitably be unleashed upon his own pretty head if he doesn’t amend his words. “And by you having me worried, I actually mean that ghost dick outside in the dark. Obviously.”
“Moron.” That was Ben, but you already knew that.
Klaus blorps daintily. (What? It’s possible.) “Don’t distract me, Benji, this is serious. Should we be generous of spirit and offer up the fact that this ‘key of skin and bone’ is not a key at all but just a book? It doesn’t seem like the pickled puritan buried in the garden is hip to the fact that it’s not a key, daddy-o. Nor is it skin and bone. It’s paper, and other things. 300 years waiting for a key that doesn’t exist. Boy is he gonna be disappointed.”
Ben appears to enjoy this idea. “I hope I get to see his face when he finds out. Can you make that happen?”
Klaus continues, “Or maybe he’d like us to get a copy of the key made. We can print one on demand from that guy on the corner. You know the one — the cute one. Anyway, it’s not like a book ever hurt anybody.”
“How have you managed to live this long?” Ben asks, as he enjoys his favorite pastime: belittling everyone’s intellectual capacity. “Klaus-“
Klaus cuts him off. “And anyway, Ben, my corporeal cherub and not-brother in arms. If we can get a copy, then surely anybody can get a copy. They could come here and get it. We are booksellers after all, babe. We do offer that sort of thing. Actually, that very thing. I could just sell him the one in your hand. It’s for sale right now.”
Ben pinches the bridge of his nose in forebearence. He’s still riding the elusive high of caring about somebody. “I'm a corporeal cherub? Try not trying so hard Klaus, it’s embarrassing. Just because I gave you a dictionary for our birthday doesn’t mean you should go around using it.”
“But Bennerino, I’m attempting to improve myself. I thought that was what you meant when you told me I suck and then handed me a dictionary. By the way, Bennerino, just a quick note: there are tons of official synonyms for ‘suck,’ ‘idiot,’ and ‘moron.’ You could stand a little improvement in that insult-archive you have hiding up there in that Evil little skull of yours.”
“My-“
Klaus is pointing at Ben with a finger swirling circles. “Sh! Don’t interrupt, Ben, I’m on a roll.” Klaus wishes he could use that finger to boop Ben on the nose, but they’ve been getting along so well in the aftermath of that horrible experience they just survived — the one with the possession and the rescuing. He fears that Ben’s goodwill (now that there’s confirmation that Ben’s goodwill exists) will suddenly go poof and dissipate like a ghost.
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