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Finn p.o.v -
"Okay joey let's go."
"Now?'
"Don't you want to?"
"I do....."
"Why the hesitation?"
"I want to get to know you better...just not in fucking hell,"
"I get that. I think my butter monster will get us out."
"What about Clara?"
"Fuck Clara." I pull out a stick of butter from the mini fridge and put it on the window sill . The monster instantly comes and eats it. It obviously recognizes my scent or something.
"Can you get us out of here?" It nods. We climb upon its back and it flies up for a very long time.

*they are now home okay? Voila*

Sorry I had no creative flow for this one just needed an easy escape route cause I'm done with hell. I promise to produce better stuff later.

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