"Okay, Demon 101. Being summoned is essential."

Oh, sorry. Got ahead of myself. You're a Demon, and got created in the Inferno. Unfortunately, you're a runt, small, and curvier then your other male peers.

"Summoners are always using tricks."

"So, listen up, Rookie."

He exhaled through his nose, breathing fire on your face, making your hand shiver just a bit.

"Nubby horns. Wake up. Anyway. There's the "pentagram on the ceiling,' trick. And they can also summon you in ways that... reduce your powers. Lost that day. Ouch."

He looked to you, noticing how you were looking at his body instead of his teaching.

"Hey, NUBBY HORNS! Wake up! Are you listening?!"

You're in giant trouble, dude. So, there you have it. An angry demon daddy, and you, a rookie twink. Good luck, bro.