“HAPPY BIRTHDAY INYA!” said Majira and Rika.
“Thanks, guys, I’m so glad that my birthday is on a Friday!” said Inya as they walked towards the coffee shop where Ghostly worked. They met with Yoga and Ghostly there. Yoga was a Dutch Angel Dragon. Ghostly was a fox and practiced witchcraft for good. Ghostly was also very very pastel.
“Guys, we can’t celebrate here.” said Ghostly.
“Why?” said Inya.
“I may have summoned a demon by accident…sorry.” said Ghostly.
“No such thing.” said Rika.
Blu the Dragon walked in the shop.
“Hey guys!” said Blu. Blu was a very sarcastic dragon. As in edgy sarcastic.
“BLU, HIDE! NOW!” said Inya behind an overturned chair.
“Um, yeah, how about…. No.” said Blu, his voice full of salt.
“Inya, I put a cross on all the walls of the kitchen and above the doorway. The demon can’t escape, SO IF YOU WOULD STOP WRECKING MY BUSINESS…. THAT’D BE GREAT!” said Ghostly firmly. The cross fell down from the doorway.
“Oops… hehe…” said Ghostly. The demon had glowing red eyes, sharp fangs, and claws, like Freddy Krueger and The Devil had a baby. It had a mask made out of a bird skull, and wings like a bat.
“AAAAAGH!” screamed Inya as he held up his cross necklace.
“THE POWER OF CHRIST COMPELS YOU! THE POWER OF CHRIST COMPELS YOU!” said Inya. The Demon screamed.
“THIS…IS NOT….OVER!” said the demon as Inya threw the cross on the pentacle in the kitchen. It was over… for now. “One weird birthday huh?” said Inya.
They put up a tree and unwrapped presents, sang Happy Birthday to Inya, and prepared for their next great adventure.