Next Wednesday

while Lerisha was at Skri'jal's place Twilight thought it might be a good idea to try summoning something from hell in her basement.
"Twilight? are you sure this is a good idea?" Spike asked eyeing the strange runes one the floor which seemed demonic.

"Of course Spike. It's not like we're going to accidentally summon the lord of all Hell himself." Twilight said with complete confidence what ever she pulled out of hell could easily be put back. Unfortunately this would not be the case.

"Well I still have a bad feeling to this, Twilight." Spike said.

"Come on. What's the worst the worst that could happen?" Twilight said.

"Alright, If this completely backfires, I'm bolting." Spike said.

"Fair enough." Twilight said Whist rolling her eyes. She promptly began the summoning ritual completely unaware of what was going to happen.

Later

Skri'jal and Lerisha were spending a quiet evening together. The day had been slow mostly. Lerisha absolutely loved her gifts as did Skri'jal. As far as they were concerned, nothing could ruin this, Not even the end of the world. Then some one knocked on the door. Furiously at that. Both demons groaned and Skri'jal went to answer it. He opened the door and found Twilight looking like Pheidippides. Damn that man had a set of legs.
"What happened to you? You look like you just ran from Marathon." Skri'jal said.

"I *huff* I thi- *huff* I think *huff* I *huff* might ha- *huff* have a *huff* problem." She panted. Skri'jal looked at spike, who was on her back.

"What happened?" Skri'jal asked.

"Twilight was messing around in the basement with summoning spells and stuff, suddenly she conjured ANOTHER devil! We managed to trap it in the basement with a bookshelf, But I don't think that'll hold much longer!" Spike said in blatant panic. Skri'jal did not like where this was going.

"Twilight, If this devil is who I think it is... I'll kick your ass so hard you'll be shittin' metal for a week." Skri'jal threatened.

"Fair *huff* enough." She panted

Later

Skri'jal arrived at Twilight's library with rage in his gut. his feet burned the ground as he passed. Lerisha and Twilight tagged along to see how this went down. From the look in Skri'jal's eye, It would be best to stay out of this brawl. Skri'jal kicked the door in. And saw the bookshelf blocking the basement door. He glare at it as it thumped repetitively to the fervent assault of the devil behind. The drumming door stopped for a moment and the basement's sole occupant began to speak:
"You little shits can't keep me here forever! I'll break through eventually!" Skri'jal recognized that voice... It was his eldest sister. Skri'jal balefully threw the shelf aside and socked his sister as she burst forth from the basement. She got up and spit out a broken tooth.
"Well, well, well... If it isn't the runt of the litter." The black scaled devil said. Granted, she could barely recognize the devil she called a brother beneath his new armor

"X`iera?! What the fuck are you doing here, specifically, within 500 feet of me?" Skri'jal asked angrily.

"What? Can't a sister wish her little bro a happy birthday?" X`iera asked sarcastically, cracking her knuckles and grinning maliciously.

"You stay away from me, you incest-loving inbred! I swear to God, Yahweh, Odin, Allah, and The One Ring that I will end you if you take one more step in my general direction!" Skri'jal threatened, getting into a threatening stance.

"Aww, Incest, really? Have you no bounds to your insults? I mean, they're almost always true, but still..." X`iera said mockingly.

"... Is she serious, Skri'jal?" Lerisha asked flatly.

"That's his sister!?" Twilight asked, more shocked that the aggressive, black-scaled devil was female than the fact that it was into incest.

"Don't ask. It's a normal thing back home." Skri'jal explained tiredly.

"Not in my circle..." Lerisha said nauseously.

"Well, now that we've gotten the formalities out of the way, lets skip to the traditional birthday punches... One for each year, just like always." X`iera said threateningly, stepping toward Skri'jal.

"Not this time, bitch. I am NOT reliving last year." Skri'jal growled, drawing his sword.

"Weapons, Huh? What's the matter, can't face up to big sister with your bare hands?" X`iera asked threateningly, grinning.

"That a problem, sister dear?" Skri'jal asked menacingly.

"Not on your life, twerp. You using toys is just gonna make this more fun." X`iera said, then she lunged at Skri'jal, catching off-guard and putting him in a headlock.

"Gurk... Yeah, you two, just stand and watch... don't bother getting this psychopath off of me..." Skri'jal gasped, struggling against the much larger devil's grip.

"What am I supposed to do? The lady looks more like a dude; she'll crush me!" Lerisha said.

"I have to agree with Lerisha. This looks like more of a family matter." Twilight said nervously.

"You both suck!" Skri'jal yelled as he wormed his way out of his sister's grasp.

"What's the matter, Small fry, hoping your girlfriend would save you?" X`iera asked.

"Why am I always your target every year, you ape?!" Skri'jal asked quickly, crawling up the wall and clinging to the ceiling like a twisted, armored lizard.

"Because you're the runt, bro! Gotta be tough if you wanna survive!" X`iera explained.
"Now come down so I can give you your birthday present!" She called.

"We're not in hell anymore, and I don't need a repeat of that incident three years ago! Go away, you n'wah!" Skri'jal yelled, gripping the ceiling even tighter.

"What happened three years ago?" Asked Twilight.

"I don't wanna talk about it!" Skri'jal yelled.

"What's the matter, embarrassed? I thought it was hilarious!" X`iera laughed.

"I don't like how that sounded..." Lerisha said.

"It sounds like it sounds! Twilight, unsummon my sister or I'll- Aaagh!" Skri'jal cried as X`iera grabbed him, then pried him off the ceiling.

"You're mine, pipsqueak!" Xiera said triumphantly. "Now, you gonna fight, or are you gonna quiver, little man?" Xiera asked menacingly.

"Quiver." Skri'jal said, retreating into his armor like a turtle.

"C'mon, Skri'jal! Don't let her bully you around!" Twilight shouted.

"I'm not letting her bully me! I'm just hiding in this impenetrable armor until she goes away!" Skri'jal called from the depths of his armor.

"It's no use, Twilight. He fears his eldest sister more than beaches, swastikas, and clowns combined. Best just to let her tire out, and drag Skri'jal away afterwards." Lerisha said flatly.

"Or you could, you know, HELP?" Skri'jal called from the armor.

"Come on out, little bro! I'm just gonna break your arm!" X`iera taunted.

"No! If you want me, you psycho, you're going to have to pry me out!" Skri'jal said, poking his hand out of his armor to flip his "dear" sister the bird.

"You think I won't, birthday boy?" X`iera laughed. Suddenly Pinkie Pie spontaneously materialized out of nowhere between the two Mevixes.

"Did someone say BIRTHDAY?" Pinkie said as X`iera leaped back out of shock.

"WHAT THE FUCK?" X`iera Shouted as she clung to the ceiling like a big black lizard.

"Why didn't You tell me it your birthday, Skri-bee?" Pinkie said with mock disappointment.

"Frankly, the last thing I need's a murder charge and a heart attack." Skri'jal said.

"Since When was that a concern of yours?" X`iera said, climbing down from the ceiling.

"Since always, silly! I think you two need a proper party, ASAP!" Pinkie exclaims, readying her party cannon.

"Oh, shit..." Skri'jal and X`iera both exclaim.

Author's Note

to be continued? Let me know what you want to see happen next.