Corporate Contract

"You're completely right, Zoe," Jake said, patting her on the head. "Your brother and I have switched bodies. Magic is real."

"I knew it!" she said, giving her toy a fierce hug, and scampering away.

"...was that really a good idea?" Connor asked.

"No idea," Jake said, shrugging his shoulders. "But I didn't want to try and convince her otherwise. Especially since she's right. And, well, if this causing any long-term trauma down the line, I won't have to be around for it."

"Thanks for that," Connor said, rolling his eyes. "So, now what?"

"Now you ruin everything, that's what," said a voice from the back door. Jake and Connor turned around to find Lucas, standing in the kitchen doorway.

"How did you..."

"Oh, shut up," Lucas spat. "I'm a supernatural being, I go wherever I damn well want to go. Granted, I normally try and maintain an aloof, sinister aura by using a lot of flashy magic, but... oh, fuck it. The point is, you told Zoe that you were in each other's bodies, and she actually believed you. You've complicated the contract, and now it's no longer worth the expended magical effort to collect either of your souls."

"Does that mean you'll switch us back?" Connor asked, hesitantly.

"It does," Lucas said, snapping his fingers. There was a blurry rush of vision, and Jake suddenly found himself standing on the opposite side of the room, staring at Connor's body. Jake felt relief wash over his body as he quickly examined his hands- they were his own.

"Of course, it also means that there absolutely no reason not to endeavor to make your like a living Hell," Lucas said, staring straight into Jake's eyes. "I consider this to be your fault. You agreed to the contract. You agreed to the deal. And somehow, you managed to luck your way out of it all. Consider your days numbered, Jacob Cooper. You have made a mortal enemy out of the demons of Hell." With that, Lucas disappeared in a puff of foul-smelling smoke.

Jake stood there in silence, trying to process what Lucas had just said. It was Connor who finally broke the tension in the room.

"Well... at least you've got your body back?"
End Of Story