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Topic: Gone Fishing (02/01/07)
TITLE: Diemos and Hektor's Unexcellent Adventure
By Lynda Lee Schab
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He licked his lips in anticipation. Everything was perfect. Except for---
“Hey Boss? Are we there yet?”
Diemos shot his annoying sidekick a sideways glance. He’d been forced to drag the little vermin along as punishment for not reaching his quota last month. It was all because of those sneaky Angels of Light. They weren’t playing fair – they kept stealing his fishing spots! But his boss would hear none of his excuses and he’d assigned the stupid kid to him.
“Yes Hektor,” Diemos said sardonically. “We’re almost there.”
Hektor stood and jumped up and down, clapping his hand together. “Oh Boy! I can’t wait – I’ve never been fishing before!”
“Sit down, you imbecile! You’re going to tip the boat!”
“Sorry, Boss.” Hektor sat but still squirmed anxiously.
Diemos rolled his eyes and concentrated on his destination. Once there, he killed the motor and the boat drifted.
“What are we going to use as bait, Boss?”
“The usual - Fame. Riches. Lust. Greed…” Diemos’s eyes glazed over. “Don’t you just love the sound of that?
Hektor nodded, enthusiastically.
“Now, do what I do, Hektor. Bait your hook then dangle it over the water, like this. Tease them with it. Let them nibble for a minute then jerk on the line – HARD! Make sure they’re hooked. Then we’ll reel them in and eat them for dinner.” Diemos cackled and broke into a loud, hacky cough.
“You okay, Boss?” Hektor asked, pounding Diemos on the back.
“Get away from me you stench-soaked slime!” Diemos gave Hektor a shove, and the boat rocked violently. “Now shut up before you scare them all away!”
An hour later, Hektor yawned. “Hey, Boss? I’m hungry. Did we bring snacks?”
“Our snacks are down there, you idiot!” Diemos hissed and pointed into the water. Could the kid really be that ignorant?
Diemos's stomach growled. He couldn’t deny he was getting hungry too. He smacked his lips and jiggled the bait some more. A couple of unsuspecting prey swam dangerously close to the hook. Stupid people! Lust and greed were much too appealing to resist. Salivating, Diemos prepared to yank on the hook.
“Psst. Hey Boss,” Hektor whispered, breaking Diemos’s concentration.
“Shut…UP!” Diemos seethed.
“Hektor,” Diemos closed his eyes and tried to speak calmly. “We are on the verge of hooking our prey. Do…NOT….spoil….it.”
Diemos opened his eyes and was suddenly blinded by a bright light. “What the---“
Out of nowhere, a huge charter fishing boat appeared, its headlights piercing the darkness. Diemos barely had time to shriek before the boat rammed them, sending their tiny row boat into the air.
Diemos and Hektor landed with a splash.
“I tried to tell you, Boss,” Hektor gurgled as he struggled to keep his head above the water.
“ARGH! Those blasted Angels of Light found us again. And our boat is no match for theirs!” Diemos spat. He righted the boat and climbed in.
“We could surrender, boss! Here, wave these!” Hektor called. Something cold and wet flew through the air and landed against Diemos’s face with a splat.
Hektor’s underwear! That ignorant morsel of poison seriously thought surrendering to the Light was an option! Even if he were to surrender, he would never in eternity use a slimy, mold-infested pair of Hektor’s underwear to do it!
Diemos peeled the underwear from his face and flung them back into the water. He debated whether or not to leave Hektor to fend for himself. Reluctantly, he pulled him up into the boat, clawing him a couple of times for good measure.
Diemos started the motor as Hektor stood, dripping wet, observing the charter boat with obvious fascination. “Hey boss. It looks like they’re already having better luck than we did! They’re reeling them in one after the other. But they’re using different bait. They’re catching ‘em with,” Hektor squinted, “Grace...mercy...and forgiveness.”
"Oh, my ears!" Diemos shrieked.
Hektor's lip trembled as he comprehended the words he'd just spoken. "I've got a lot to learn, don't I boss?"
Diemos shook his head, disgusted. The pathetic, excuse for a demon didn't have a clue.
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