ALL NOVEL MAKING A DEAL WITH BOB.
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The scene changed to that of a large room with a small bar and wine shelf, and many portraits depicting different events that one would assume to be the history of a particular place.
"Welcome to my abode, what's your poison I am a very good bartender and got many favours because of my skills?" The flying baby bragged as it appeared behind the bar table.
"Thanks, I don't drink." Fred said as he sat down on the couch which felt comfortable.
"I'll have the famous Iced Fridays that you hell wardens can't stop talking about." Draco said as he settled down.
"Add something strong." Draco added that he knew this deal was going to involve his precious water. He wondered why he was even going along with Fred's plan since he could always say no but looked forward to what this deal was about.
Calculating….
Since you were able to convince the stubborn old Grey Dragon, The Great Thief of Realms, your charisma has skyrocketed!
Fred read the notifications and laughed in his head. He had to pester Draco for years for Draco to stop attacking him on sight and just talk.
'Thief of realms huh?' Fred thought to himself as he stroked his bushy beard.
"Yeah that reminds me, do you have a bathroom?" Fred asked the flying creature who was already in the middle of mixing a drink for himself and Draco.
"… Sure. Straight ahead and to your left." The flying creature responded with a suspicious tone.
Wasting no time, Fred made for the bathroom door, walked in, and saw what looked like an expensive bathroom for a five-star hotel.
'What does he even need a bathroom for? He's a soul.' Fred thought as he formed a lightning/pistol sign with his right hand and his divine aura coated his fingers. He began to use his fingers to shave his bushy beard and bushy afro he had grown over the years. His hair was already touching his waist so he had an idea for a haircut.
"What does he even need a bathroom for?" The flying creature asked Draco as he offered Draco a tall glass which Draco received with an extended arm from his relaxed position.
"He has a body you know." Draco reminded as he let his drink breathe before sipping it and releasing a relaxed sigh.
"Wait… no no no. Is he going to… you know… blast the whole place? Number two?" The flying creature asked desperately as dread filled his eyes.
"Who knows? Why do you even have a bathroom in the first place?" Draco asked and took another sip from his glass.
"Yeah! This is good stuff!" Draco commented on his drink making the flying creature forget about the previous conversation.
"That's a thousand years old. It aged well. I just opened the bottle. I got it when it was just two centuries old, worth the wait considering this event." The fly creature bragged.
Being reminded that he might part ways with his special water put Draco in a sour mood as he frowned at his glass that revealed his reflection on the surface.
"Alright, I feel better now!" Fred said as he walked back into the main room looking clean and his haircut looking long and styled like a murim cultivator's.
"I never knew you could take care of yourself. I saw you as a naked pig who was always covered in guts or soul particles." Draco teased as he saw Fred's new look.
"Now Bob let's get to business." Fred said ignoring Draco as he sat on an armchair facing the both of them.
"…How did you know my name was Bob?" Bob the flying baby asked.
"I have a world I am set on starting with. Who do I make a deal with to get out of hell?" Fred asked.
"Normally I would laugh but seeing what's on the table and the service work I would have to do to grant you an audience with the chief warden for these parts… it can be done, for one of you." Bob responded.
"That's not going to work. I need him to come along for this deal to even take place. He wasn't willing to ever part with his water and you know that." Fred pressed, leaning forward.
Draco excused himself and went to the bar to help himself with the top-shelf stuff.
"The things I have to do just to get that for two can be… very difficult." Bob said with pressed lips.
"Aren't you tired of being this weak for a hell warden? I might not know much about your job but do hell wardens ever get bullied by other hell wardens?" Fred asked as Bob quickly drank from his glass and summoned a bottle to float near him as he drank away an unpleasant memory Fred tried to dig up.
"What do you even want? For people like you and Draco, you could make hell a paradise if you wanted. Why leave? If you are looking for strong opponents we have many that will surprise you and…" Bob started as the sales rep in him began to flourish.
"Do it for the two of us. No slip-ups and you get your water." Fred said and relaxed back into his chair.
Bob after taking a deep breath summoned a scroll and a quill as he began to write quickly on it and burnt the scroll with blue flames.
"I trust there will be no issues travelling to the world of my choosing?" Fred asked and an angry Bob summoned another scroll and quill to write on it.
Bob repeated the same process of burning the scroll with blue flames and sat quietly with his drink as if waiting for something.
No longer than five minutes an approval letter was sent to Bob for two challengers to officially leave hell and a contract of sorts that needed Bob's signature also appeared before him.
Another scroll also appeared as a contract for Fred and Draco to sign also appeared.
"Wow, this is the fastest I have ever received a message from my department. Alright, you both need to sign this contract with a piece of your soul and we are done." Bob said casually as he placed the scroll in front of him.
"DRACO! Fetch me something would you?"
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