the devil's on the details
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Summary:
“What the fu-fudge?” The demon said, blinking away his black eyes, and staring at Eddie confusedly now with light blue ones “You have a kid in the room? What’s wrong with you? You’re not gonna sacrifice him to me, are you?” the demon rambled on, and Eddie found himself having a bit of a hard time following him. “What?” He said, “That’s my son, of course I’m not sacrificing him to you!” Eddie reached his hands back, to make sure that Chris was still safely there, the demon hadn’t made a move to get close to them yet, but Eddie was ready to take him and run at any moment’s notice. “You’re the one who summoned me with your son in the room!” Eddie groaned “You’re not supposed to be real!” He yelled, “I did this to show him that demons weren’t real so he could go to sleep!” The demon stared at them, blinking owlishly, looking far too human for Eddie’s liking.
Or, Eddie accidentally summons a crossroads demon who won't leave him alone until he signs his soul away. It's all tiktoks fault.
Based on this prompt by @promptabuddie












