𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝔻𝕖𝕧𝕚𝕝 𝕂𝕟𝕠𝕨𝕤 𝕎𝕙𝕪

𝕋𝕖𝕟

I think I should've waited before telling them who I really am. Soos fainted. Dipper and Mabel's eyes were as wide as an ocean. 

"The Devil? You? This is fascinating." Uncle Ford said.

"But how is that possible?" Dipper asked. 

"Why don't you have a tail and horns?" Mabel asked.

"Don't believe everything in the Bibel or the Churches." I say. 

"This is amazing and terrible! My friend is the Devil!!" Dipper yelled. 

"Friend? No, dear boy, never call me that." I say. 

Friend? Me? No. I am the lord of Hell. I am a mischievous and horrible creature as told in the Bibel. I do not have any friends. I don't need them. I look around the Mystery Shack some more. Intresting place, I still thought. 

"Why are you guys still staring at me?" I ask.

"It's not every day we meet the Devil." Dipper said. 

"I have so many questions. Are you really the brother of God?" Uncle Ford asked.

I glare at him. I swiftly grab his neck. I hoist him up.

"Never ever say that name to me." My voice grew sinister. 

"Put him down!" Dipper and Mabel yelled. 

I look at Dipper and then I drop him. 

"Never ever say that again." I say. 

I heard a loud burp. Another old man walked into the room. He looked like Stanford. Wait... he has it.

"Lucifer this is Grunkle Stan. Uncle Ford's twin brother." Dipper introduced. 

Twin brother? Then why does he have him in him? He has it. It is in him. I recognize the top hat and the tie anywhere.