demon godfather

"It's a tornado." In the police station, Wolfgang swore.Scott sat next to him, his face bleak, his hands resting on his forehead.The sheriff in charge of taking notes held a ballpoint pen between his fingers, and the corners of his mouth curled down in displeasure.The sheriff saw a strange tattoo on his hand.Oh, what a sweet boy he was.thought the Sheriff.Now he's a bad boy.

"Wolfgang, I am also a person with a higher education and a police# school, please don't lie to me with such lies that can be pierced with one finger." The sheriff said.

"True. How else would you explain our whole house being uprooted and showing up in front of the #police station?"

"Performance art," the sheriff muttered.

"Tornado." Scott put down his hands and supported #his godfather. "Before today, I didn't know that tornadoes are so powerful. Humans still know too little about the magical power of nature."

Wolfgang glared at him, and he resumed the posture of covering his head with his hands, not daring to speak.

The magistrate turned his eyes around this weird family, and found that none of them wanted to deny the idea that "the tornado blew the house away", so he dropped the ballpoint pen and said: "If it's a tornado, it's self # But #灾# is bad, this is not under the control of the #police.”

"I know. I don't expect the #police either."

"But you can't just put the house in front of the #police station and interfere with our work."

Wolfgang leaned back on his chair: "I'm one of the #disaster-affected people anyway! Can't you care about me?"

"Have you insured the house yet?"

"Bought it."

"That's fine. Do you need me to introduce you to a reliable construction team?"

"...No thanks, I'll look for it myself."

So the sheriff threw them out of the police station.

In order to prevent the residents of the small town from running to the police station to watch the house falling from the sky, they put a warning yellow line around the house.But as you can imagine, this has no effect.When tomorrow dawns, the front of the police station will become as lively as a carnival, and it will even be published in newspapers, on TV, and spread wildly on social networks, attracting all the idle and curious people nearby to come and watch.

Wolfgang and Scott stood in front of the house, looking at it with complicated expressions.After a while, a police car roared up and stopped beside them.The sheriff who was driving turned off his siren.The car door opened, and the dog jumped out of the car, wagging its head and tail at Wolfgang, and even stood up on its hind legs, reaching Wolfgang's shoulder with its front paws.Wolfgang avoided it with a look of disgust.

Then, his godson Dominique and a young man he didn't know got out of the car.Dominique was startled when he saw the house, and rubbed his eyes vigorously. After realizing that he was right, he turned to the godfather in fear, looking like he was about to cry.The sheriff who was driving did not want to disturb the warm and touching time of the family reunion, so he parked the car and entered the police station.

The godfather tried his best to welcome the godson back with a pleasant smile. "Dominique! You're finally back! Who's that? The boyfriend you said?"

Dominic still looked out of his wits, and replied mechanically: "Yeah, this is Chris. Chris is my godfather Wolf... What are you doing!!!"

When Dominic introduced the two parties, Chris unhurriedly untied a flat jug from his waist, unscrewed the lid, and began to pour water on Wolfgang.

As soon as Wolfgang's skin touched the water, there was a "hissing" sound and white smoke, like cold water dousing a branding iron.He clutched the place where he was splashed by the water and jumped back screaming.Dominic snatched the hip flask from Chris and scolded, "You're crazy!"

"I just poured some holy water on him. Your godfather is possessed by a demon, can't you see?"

Wolfgang was still screaming.The dog barked too, but after barking for a while, it got bored and closed its mouth.Scott was the first to react, and said gloatingly, "Dominique, you didn't tell him the real identity of the godfather? Puff puff." He covered his mouth and snickered.Wolfgang glared at him while screaming, and he immediately scowled and stopped smiling.

Dominic raised his head and clutched his forehead weakly: "I planned to sit down and explain to him slowly when I got home, but who knew that the house had disappeared."

"Explain what?" Chris was puzzled, "Your godfather is possessed by a demon, Dominique! Shouldn't you do an exorcism or something? If you can't do something to your godfather, I can do it for you!" He raised his hand as he spoke. , making an exorcism gesture.

"No, no, listen to me!" Dominic hugged Chris' arm and pressed it down with his own weight, "Wolfgang is not possessed by a demon, he is a demon."

Chris opened his mouth wide and froze for a while, then patted Dominic on the shoulder and nodded. Dominic thought he had accepted the fact that "the godfather is a devil", so he also nodded vigorously.The two exchanged encouraging glances in a silent atmosphere.Then Chris took the jug full of holy water from him and poured the rest of the water on Dominic.

"You're sick!" Dominique almost jumped up.

"You are sick! Are you also possessed by a demon? What, no? Is this a trap?"

"It's not a trap. My godfather is a devil, but he's a good devil. Listen to me, okay! We've known each other for so long, don't you trust me?"

"Are you kidding? There are good demons in the world? Does the sun still rise in the west?"

"There are fallen angels in the world, why can't there be good demons?"

Chris thought about it and felt that what he said made sense.

Dominic took Chris's hand and shook it slightly: "Have you calmed down? Very good."

"I've been pretty cool," Chris said calmly.

"Then let's go into the house, sit down and have a good talk, and explain everything clearly, including why my godfather is a demon, and why my house was blown away by the damn 'tornado'..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a loud noise like landslides and ground cracks, and the house standing in front of the police station collapsed, turning into a pile of ruins in an instant, stirring up dust two stories high, making everyone present panic Suffered a baptism of dust.

"...Am I supposed to say I'm #lucky? Good thing we didn't 'come in and sit down and talk'?" Chris said.

"Anyway," Wolfgang said, forgetting the pain of being splashed with holy water, "welcome home, Dominique."

“We don't have a 'home' anymore!!!”