The furry demon sighed with contentment as he finally relaxed. Settling in wasn't that hard to do, considering the Owl House was so welcoming. And so was Eda.

He loved it here. It was a place where he was never judged and he could be who he was. That made him the happiest demon there is.

---

Bill had been watching the little furball for a while. He had done anything yet, just observed him. He wanted to make sure that the tiny demon was the one.

He was.

And it was time.

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The demon got up off of his tiny bed that Eda had made for him, about to head out of his room for the breakfast she promised. But before he could, he was physically frozen in place. His eyes started to glow, then rolled to the back of his head. He stepped backward and tripped over himself, falling onto the floor. The room around him drained in color. Time seemed to stop. The demon trembled in fear.

"Hey there, Skull!" A voice echoed throughout the dark bedroom. The little guy whipped his head around, looking for the source of the words.

"W-Who's there?" He managed to squeak. His response was laughter.

Suddenly, there was a blast of light, and from it came what looked like a yellow triangle. It had one eye, bow-tie, top hat, and cane. If the little guy wasn't so terrified, he would have thought it was kind of funny looking.

"I'm your fun-sized Savior!" The triangle stated triumphantly. The demon stared at him with wide eyes.

"Don't you want to be more than you always have?" The golden being inquired.

"Uh... What do you mean?" The tiny guy asked in confusion. The triangle laughed again.

"I can make you a king. A ruler over all those who have wronged you... Furball."

"What?" The little demon gasped. How did that nacho chip know about that?!

"Oh, I know a lot of things, Skull. All things."

The trembling demon gulped. "Can you really make me... a king?"

"Of course I can! All you have to do is a little something for me in return... And BAM! You're the ruler of all demons."

The fluffy creature twiddled his fingers nervously. A chance to be the ruler of all demon-kind? But... What would that triangle want from him? Nothing that bad... right?

Yeah.

"Okay, you got yourself a deal."

The triangle laughed and floated down to him, holding out his hand. Blue fire erupted out of it. The demon shook it.

When they pulled away, the fire disappeared. Maybe he imagined it.

The golden dorito laughed for what seemed like the millionth time. "Boop!" He said, and a crown appeared on the furry demon's head.

The newly crowned creature ran up to the mirror in the corner of the bedroom and admired it. "Wow!" He exclaimed, running his claws over the encrusted gems. "So, I'm a king now?"

"Yep! Just remember that you owe me one. Until then, I'll be watching you!" The triangle replied. "I'll be watching you!"

And then he was gone. The room's color was restored. Time moved again.

The King of Demons opened his eyes and gasped. He looked in the mirror to check if the crown was still there. It was - in all its glittering glory.

He smiled. He was really a king!

King... he liked the sound of that.

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"Eda! Eda! Eda! I decided on my name!" The demon yelled as he ran into the living room, causing Eda to spill the tea that she was drinking. Her shoulders slumped as she stared blankly at the new stain on her lavender skirt.

Shrugging it off, Eda set her tea cup down on the table next to her and turned to face the excited creature. "What is i- Hey, where'd you get that crown?" She asked, noticing the object on his head. That was strange. She never goes to Burger Queen. The demon laughed.

"I am the King of Demons!!!" He exclaimed, running up to the table and jumping on top of it - and causing the tea cup to spill onto the carpet this time. Eda sighed at the mess and looked at the cause.

"What are you talking abou- oh. Is that what you want to call yourself?" She chuckled slightly. "Okay, whatever you want, King."

"Yes!" King muttered to himself. "Ultimate power over witches, too!"

"What was that?" Eda questioned.

"Nothing." King responded, a bit embarrassed. "What's for breakfast?"

"Uh... Whatever you find in the cupboards. I don't got time to make anything. I'm about to leave." Eda scratched her back and yawned.

King narrowed his eyes at her. "Servant! I command you to make me a meal!" He shouted, pointing his clawed finger in Eda's direction.

She stared at him for a moment. "Yeah... no."

King slowly brought his finger back down to his side as he watched her retreat to her room. Okay, maybe not witches. But he was still the King of Demons!

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From his frozen statue in the deep forest of Gravity Falls, Bill watched.

And he laughed.