"Are we there yet?"

Skylar groans.

"No, Lee, we are not there yet."

The boy sighs.

"How much further," he whines.

"We'll get there when we get there, Lee," Skylar repeats for the hundredth time.

"Besides," she adds, it's your own fault for choosing to live so far away."

Lee scoffs.

"God, Sky, you sound like my mom."

Daemon clears his throat, glaring at both of them.

"As entertaining as this is, why don't we have a few minutes of quiet time."

Skylar shrugs.

"Sure, Mr Embodiment-Of-Hell. I'm up for some quiet time."

She stares at Lee in distaste.

"I doubt you'll be able to stop him from squealing, though."

Lee growls at her.

"Watch it, Thorne."

"Or what?" she replies, tauntingly.

He pauses.

"Okay, I haven't got to that bit yet, but trust me, it will be bad."

Daemon snorts.

Skylar raises an eyebrow.

"How terrifying."

"Hey," Lee begins, before tripping over a tree root.

He lies there for a second, glaring up at the sky.

"I quit," he shrieks suddenly, violently shaking a fist towards the clouds.

"Demon, carry me up."

The demon crosses his arms, and stares at him in disbelief.

"Dude, you weigh more than my grandma."

Lee gasps, dramatically flicking his hair behind him.

"Did you just call me fat?"

"I - "

"No, honey, I know you did not just call me fat."

"Lee, I - "

"I swear to God, I will kill you."

Daemon glances pleadingly at Sky, who shrugs in return.

"Shouldn't have called him fat, dude."

"But I did - "

Lee jumps on his back, kicking his heels into Daemons waist.

"Move it, demon, before I start singing."

The demon's face pales, and he starts walking.

"Are we there yet?"