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“So both of you believe I’m the reincarnation of a god, no, MY god's boyfriend.” Piece asked as she rubbed her head. This had been a normal day. She had just gotten home from her job at the official journalists church. She was the executor,
who sacrificed people to her god, and she was all covered in blood when she walked through the door to her apartment. But instead of just seeing her cat marshmallow, she sees two people on her couch. She was afraid at first that she had walked into the wrong flat, but she looked at them closer, and was utterly perplexed. “Wait….WHY ARE THERE TWO GODS ON MY COUCH!??”
That’s how all of this had started, and now she was sitting on a chair, in front of those two gods. “Yes, that’s what we believe, but we have to prove it first.” The first one says. Now who would be the first one, but god damn journal. The other one was simple to identify then. It was mr.hand. “It might take a while though, so we’re crashing here until we can be sure.” Mr. Hand said with a chuckle. Now piece was definitely not happy. She had two gods in her living room, and they said they weren’t leaving. She threw her arm up in the air and let out a sigh. “Living with one arm is hard enough! Now I have to live with one arm, with two gods! This is the worst news of my entire life!”
“It’s not going to be that bad.” journal said while rubbing his arm nervously. “Oh yes it is.” Mr. Hand replied as he giggled and put his arm around journal. This did not make piece feel any better, on the contrary, it made her feel ten times worse. She sighed, and then said. “You guys just stay there, I’m going to go take a shower. Please don’t destroy my house while I’m gone.”
Piece went upstairs to shower, and while she was in the shower, she heard screaming. She sighed, and shook her head as she stepped out of the shower, and went downstairs. Journal and Mr. Hand were fighting about something and were destroying her house. Piece yelled for them to stop, but she was powerless to stop it as they messed up her house and ran around shooting each other with magic.
By the time they were done, piece had just given up on having her house clean, and just layed down on her couch, trying not to get hit by the flying pillows and other furniture that was being thrown around her house. When they were down, piece looked at them, and barked out, “Fix it! NOW.” Both gods looked at piece, and quickly fixed her house using their magic, making it even better than before. Piece let out a sigh of relief, and pulled a blanket over her. “Now you two go to sleep. It’s like 8:00.”
Both gods walked over to the guest room, which they were surprised did exist. They weren’t too happy about sharing a bed, but what could they do? So they laid down, and went to sleep