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Destroying the World over Coffee

“Just what are you suggesting?”

“You know very well what I am suggesting.”

“I want to hear you say it. So you can hear for yourself just how ridiculous you sound.”

To any casual observer, this was nothing more than two gentlemen sitting in a cafe having a polite conversation about the weather. Just one elderly man with a soft voice and a kind smile, and a younger man with a more electric personality. Nothing more.

“I’m suggesting you wipe out Earth,” the young man said under his breath, despite the fact that no one around could hear them.

“Armageddon,” said the elderly man, taking a tentative sip of his tea.

“Exactly.”

“Something I swore I would never do again.”

“For some reason,” the young man said, waving his hand.

“I happen to like Earth, you know,” the elderly man said. “It’s become quite nice.”

“It has become boring. And of course you like it, YHWH,” the young man sputtered. “Half this world utterly adores you.”

“And the other half adores you, Lucifer,” the elderly man replied with a smirk.

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