"You summoned me?"

Okay, no, this is a joke. A weird, well timed joke, surely. I don't know how, but it must be.

"Summoned? I-is this a joke? Is this the weird homework?" I ask slowly, mostly out of confusion.

"Hah, you really didn't expect it to work, did you? I'm surprised you managed to end up summoning me, of all demons, but the fact you didn't even realise is even more amusing," Cal laughs and I frown, shaking my head in annoyance.

"Piss off, you're pulling my leg and it's not even that funny of a joke, just weird," He looks even more amused by what I'm saying, god damn it, "How d'you even know where I live?"

"As I said, you summoned me, I arrived. Its usual demon custom, but you're a little too far in denial I suppose. Perhaps if I do this, you'll be more convinced?" The professor, well, Cal, clicks his fingers, probably for dramatic effect - and I don't notice much of a change till i- oh. Look up.

Horns. He has horns. Coming from his head. That's not normal. What the hell was in my drink? Maybe I'm dreaming, then again, if I am then how come I manage to dream about my professor being a demon instead of being my boyfriend, that's what I'd prefer. What? He's attractive, I'm a teenager, you can't blame me for hoping.

"Josh, are you drunk?"

"You're horny--I mean, you have horns. Goat horns. On your head. How?" I stammer and reach a hand out to touch them for a moment, before flinching away. They might be plastic, but they look so real. Or I'm just dreaming, which would make more sense. Wouldn't be the first time I dreamt of weird stuff, I dreamt once that I was in love with my own reflection - then again, I'm pretty sure some people are.

"You're just going to make me repeat myself. No matter, you clearly didn't intend to summon me. Go to bed though, you're drunk."

"This must be a joke."

"I've told you several times that it's not a joke."

"What the hell was in my drink."

"You tell me. I told you to research demons as an optional homework Josh, not summon your professor while you're off your face on whatever it is you've been drinking."

Okay, to be fair, he has a point. But it's a friday night, I was bored. It's not like I expected him to turn up at my door. If this isn't a dream at least.

Ugh, I feel sick, alcohol was a bad idea.