[ WP/META ] Writing prompts start coming true .

I'm a morning person, which in a student is about as unbelievable as a healthy bank balance and a balanced healthy lifestyle. It also means on the floor of the tiny room I get to call my own in the shit little house I rent out with three other students and a Mexican, there is a great deal of *stuff I've decided not to deal with. * Bare with me a second, this cynical rambling does actually go somewhere. So this shit all over my floor meant that at 7am, the four *beings* that appeared in my room as I was calmly ignoring my alarm, managed to all four trip over my a. ) gym kit b. ) lecture notes c. ) dirty washing and d. ) last night's takeaway. That got me awake. 
 
 
 
 `` What the fuck is going on?'' I asked with all the eloquence you could expect from a hastily awoken teenager in the city voted'worst accent' by the rest of Britain. 
 
 
 
 `` Ah, terribly sorry to interrupt.'' One of the guys replied. He was tall, dressed and looked like a lawyer but spoke like a man who had inhaled helium for the best part of his life. 
 
 
 
 His partner, the only other man in the room, whipped out a can of white spray paint and started drawing a circle on the floor. 
 
 
 
 `` What the- Hey! Stop it! I'll lose my deposit if you fuck up the carpet.'' 
 
 
 
 `` Ah, sorry sir.'' The first fawned. `` It's just... We have to contain these two. We've brought them from Hell you see. They tend to... ah... fuck things up a little if you let them loose.'' 
 
 
 
 That drew my attention to the other two beings in the room. One blue demon, one red one. I grinned. Now I knew what was going on. 
 
 
 
 `` Unscrupulous! MediocreSex! How are you guys doing? I wrote you!'' 
 
 
 
 I'VE GOT A HANGOVER. MediocreSex was not a morning demon. Unscrupulous, however, had the look all lawyers did when confronted by a case. He sniffed the air eagerly. 
 
 
 `` You've not done your case reading.'' He said. 
 
 
 `` You can smell it?'' 
 
 
 `` I know when there's law around.'' He was practically salivating now. 
 
 
 `` You mind helping me with the problem questions then?'' I always make the best of a bad situation. 
 
 
 
 `` Only if I get to keep these two.'' The red demon jerked his head at the wizard and the lawyer, cowering in the corner clutching the can of spray paint. They were n't my best characters. 
 
 
 `` Deal.'' I replied. 
 
 
 
 
 Based on this prompt: http: //www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/1vjpxa/wp_a_magician_summons_a_demon_slave_and_brings/cesxlys
