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"Wagon you can't keep doing this we need more souls down here." A deep voice says from the darkness in front of him. "I know sir, but I have a plan." Wagon says while bowing. "What, is your plan to not make any deals and put hell into shambles" the voice says sarcastically. "Well you see up on earth I am a vary well known drug lord. Everyone fears me and that leads them to buy drugs from me. The more fear I put into them the more they buy. The more they buy the more deaths we get down here." Wagon says with confidence. "So instead of making soul deals which instantly secures souls down here. You choose to take the long way. When you know hell is running out of souls!!!" The voice gets louder and more irritated. "I uhhhh I'm just gonna goooo nowwww." Wagon says while slowly backing up to the exit. Once he knows he is close enough to the door he quickly bolts out. After a bit he arrives back at his mansion. Once he enters he uses his tails to rub his eyes. "Unholy piss that meeting was bad" he says to himself as he puts his suit back on that was hanging on a rack. One of his dearest employees walks up to him. "Sir there's someone waiting for you in your office." The man says while helping wagon button his shirt. "Thank you Billy. For both buttoning my shirt and letting me know about the company." Wagon says while walking towards his office while having billy fallow from behind. Wagon walks into his office to see a gentleman sitting in the one chair wearing a black and grey suit. "Ahh you must be my new business partner. Mr. Plank I assume?" Wagon says while offering his one tail for a handshake. "Why uhh yes. Yes I am." Mr. Smith hesitantly shakes wagons tail. "What, you weren't expecting a light green armless demon to be your new dealer." Wagon says like he is used to this happening. "I'll save you some time. Yes I am a real drug dealer. Yes I am a demon. And no I am not after your soul. So what do you say we got a deal?" Wagon sits in his chair. "You know what fine we have a deal." Mr. Smith says. "Great, so I'll ship you the cocaine and you'll sell it in California." Wagon says while already signing papers. "That sounds good to me." Mr. Smith says while adjusting his tie. "Sign here and then we are ready to go." Wagon says while leaning back in his chair as mr. smith signs the paper. "It was a pleasure doing business with you mr. smith."