Writing Request - Dark Hunter01

Ash couldn't help but grin when he walked into the kitchen to find Madea and Simi talking.

"But I need the barbeque sauce."

"Little girl you keep eating all the junk and you gonna be bigger than my house!"

"AKRI! THE MEAN OLD LADY WON'T GIVE ME MY BARBEQUE SAUCE!"

Shaking his head he leaned against the wall, watching as both his beloved Simi and new neighbour/babysitter both looked at him with similar expression of exasperation. The similarity between the elderly black woman and the young female demon was astounding. It made him wonder if perhaps the two were related in some way.

"Simi, Miss Madea is only trying to make certain you eat properly."

"But, akri, I loves my barbeque sauce! Everything so much crunchier with it!"

Madea rolled her eyes and looked at Simi. "Girlie I'm telling you right now that you ain't putting that nasty stuff on my fried chicken! Ruin a perfectly good chicken doing that."

"Akri!"

"Ash!"

Ash shook his head. "Oh no," he said, holding his hands up and grinning the whole time. "You two need to work this out on your own."

Both females growled, though it was tough to say who sounded more menacing. When Madea and Simi looked at each other again they seemed to revert into two year olds.

"Pushy demon!"

"Mean human!"

"Spoiled brat!"

"Old hag!"

"Gothic daddy's girl!"

"Chocolate heifer!"

Everything stopped for a moment before all three broke out laughing. The laughter was only interrupted when Tory walked in, stopped, looked at them like they'd all lost their minds and promptly fled the kitchen. This resulted in yet another round of laughter.