Demons for dating

Witches fall in love with tragedies, and being loved by a witch has an awful lot to do with empty bottles and things happening only in thoughts and dreams.
But witches are supposed to have options, right? These beings that bend the borders of reality have to have some options out of this world and for things which no one of us could ever imagine.

„Options“, Layla repeated, while balancing her empty cup of ice cream on her belly. „Within the second between being kicked out of this reality and being actually dead – sure, we witches have options.“

Always when I was sad, I manically bought food. But the thing was that I did not buy „food“-food, but manic food.
We won‘t run out of ice cream too soon.

„I could have dated the torturer that made me confess“, Layla giggled bittersweet. „Or the priest assuring me that the flames would clean my soul from all the evil it had become. Why don‘t you burn me up some more, father?“ She rolled her eyes.

Today, we could not decide between cookies and cream or pistachio, and so the soft green was sprinkled with dark chocolate cookies. Just what witches needed in nights like these.

„Or the executionier“, my witch continued. „But seriously, I made it from pretty daughter and bride to someone up to his territory: I can break myself without his help.“

Me buying only ice cream meant of course that there was not so much else to eat. More spefically, nothing for a real meal. A few noodles, but no sauce. Bread, but nothing to eat it with.
But at least we won‘t run out of ice cream.

„But of course, witches and demons are a very productive combination“, Layla went on. „You know, demons have all these cool and dark ideas, and need a person in this world to make them real, because they themselves are comletely useless. They can‘t even pick up a cup of coffee you make for them.“

The best thing about the ice cream for tonight was not just the very soft, mint green color, but also the pistachio pieces as small surprises hiding within it.

„You know, that‘s the whole thing of witching“, my witch giggled. „Something terrible has happened, and someone must have done it, but who could be able to commit such a thing succesfully? Not a normal person. So, pick a weird Lady and tell everyone she bonded with a very creative, but evil spirit. Yes, I could probably have a fling with someone called Belial, who wants me to lose my respect for authorities. Or Beelzebub, who specialized on collecting souls gone lost and abuses them to change the world.“

Whipped cream. Tonight, there was not only ice cream needed, but whipped cream on top of it.

„Then, there is Satanas, who might get a little annoying while always being anti everything“, Layla continued her sad thoughts of a witch out of desert. „Or Behemoth, who wants people to eat their meat right from the bone and fuck their brains out afterwards. Sounds fun, but it‘s exhausting. Oh, and there is Asmodus, who likes to give punishments, if you know what I mean.“

And maybe some sprinkles. How about rainbow sprinkles? Oh yes, we need rainbow sprinkles.

„Another awesome otpion for a little witch would be the Leviathan, but his promises are too big to keep, even for our very evil combination. And once you end up with Mammon, he will always point out that you need more of everything and in the end you‘re fat and unhappy.“

And definitely wine. The only thing more helpful than rainbow sprinkles on ice cream would be wine.

„So, you say the plague doctor was your only option, and nothing more?“
Now, there was pain flaming up in Layla‘s eyes.
„No.“ And she shook here head to make her red curls fly everywhere. „His arrival had meant death for the life that brought me to all of this. But what lay underneath his mask, I loved.“

Witches might run out of good options way to soon.
But between demons and death, at least we have ice cream with rainbow sprinkles and wine.