It was a normal day in hell and I was enjoying myself,while torturing souls,when suddenly my father and boss Satan approached me. He told me I had to get my ass down to eath,because he had a mission for me. Well so now I was standing here...in front if your cradle,staring at the tiny,little human my dad told me to protect from now on. I stared at your little face,you were sound asleep,cuddling with some plushies. I was overwhelmed. How should I tae care of a child? A human child?! I rubbed my face and sighed. Then I turned back to you,inspecting your soft,adorable features. I shook my head once again. That was ridiculous! I was a demon from hell! Not a damn babysitter or caretaker.