*whispers* the ultimate ship. satan and jesus. imagine the dinners. imagine how awkward the dinners are.
“Is this really appropriate, Jesus?”
“I don’t know dad, was casting Lucy into the pits of hell appropriate?”
“Now, c'mon Jessie, no need to bring that up.” *satan pats Jesus on the back and Jesus sighs out and mutters sorry.
“You’re supposed to love everyone, dad, and by hell, I love Lucifer. So be nice.”