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Kron Falls In Love
Kron was smitten, from his upper ganglia, all the way down to his fourth and final orifice.
The recipient of Kron’s affections was a beautiful young man from Dusseldorf. Kron bent a couple of rules and looked into the young man’s file. His name was Jurgen Geiztbueller, and he was a murderer and arsonist of the highest order. It may have been Jurgen’s good looks which first enamored Kron to him, but it was Jurgen’s impressive CV that sealed the deal.
Kron was head over head over head over head in love with young Jurgen, but was too embarrassed to say anything explicitly. First of all, human-demon relationships in hell, although not unheard of, were highly frowned upon.
Secondarily, there was the problem of Kron being a four layered, rolling meat cylinder, studded with eyeballs and four grotesque mouths from which Kron could extend nightmarish baby hands on command. Human’s tended not to enjoy being around Kron, and Jurgen was no exception.
Whenever Kron came over to Jurgen’s torture station, the gorgeous human would recoil in abject terror, despite the fact that Kron only turned the fuel valves on Jurgen’s burners half way to full. If the pit boss found out about that, Kron could be demoted. But Jurgen didn’t even seem to notice.
Once Kron turned off the burners early, giving Jurgen a brief respite from the constant scorching pain. Kron even offered Jurgen a snack, an incredibly rare treat this far down in hell, the hand of a roasted traitor. It was Kron’s favorite morsel, and he shared it with Jurgen.
But instead of accepting the delicious, nutritious snack, Jurgen just screamed ungratefully. It pissed Kron off, so he set the burners back to full and walked away.
The next day, feeling badly, Kron returned and tried to apologize. Kron rolled up to the torture station, righted himself with the terrible baby hands in his four mouths and gave Jurgen a smile, spitting a wad of black ooze to the ground put of his second mouth from the top.
Jurgen just screamed again! All he ever did was scream and scream. It was so boring, so inconsiderate. And here Kron was trying to be nice, trying to express his affection, his admiration, but it just was not getting through.
Scorned, angry, heartbroken, Kron wept pitch black tears from his dozens of eyes, causing Jurgen to scream even louder, which caused Kron to cry more, and Jurgen to scream more, which made Kron particularly angry.
With a flick of a baby hand, Kron turned the burners to 11, removed the dial, swallowed it, and rolled away, leaving behind a thick trail of his tar like tears, proving true the old saying, “Hell hath no fury like a quad-mouthed, eyeball covered, cylindrical demon scorned.”
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