I told you Morty, we only get like three or four more of these tops. Now help me drag your corpse to the back yard.

After a long and drawn-out overly cinematic fight scene, car chase and dramatic villain reveal. That we won’t cover here because of time constraints. You finally managed to slip into your multi-verse doppelganger’s shoes.

Really? Not going to go over the car chase even a tiny bit?

I said we’re under time constraints.

Just seems like a missed opportunity is all.

Our audience didn’t come here for action movie sequences that rival Winter Solider. They came here for shitty exposition and crappy writing.

If you say so.

I do say so.

Anyways.

“I am a Succubus, and now so are you.”

Don’t fuck up reality again.

“I think you mean Incubus.”

“Hm?”

“The male version of a Succubus is called an Incubus.”

Eva cocked her head.

“No, that can’t be correct roo-roo. Incubus sounds like the name of a horrid 90’s rock band. I assure you the proper terminology is Succubus.”

A fairly lengthy google search and a regretful trip to Spotify later. The results were inconclusive with neither of you conceding defeat.

“Admittedly Joseph, I expected far more questioning and less debate into my supposed mis-wording.”

It’s Incubus and you know it! You fucking witc-wait can we still call her that now?

“I mean I still have questions. I just prefer to use the correct terminology.”

“Excellent, so we’re agreed its Succubus!”

I’m fine.

I’m fine.

He’s not fine.

*internal screaming*

“Good to know I haven’t dulled your curiosity. I was beginning to grow anxious we’d be stuck here in silence just enjoying one another’s company. Now then ask away roo-roo.

Eva said with a smirk.

“Hello America and welcome to Incu-*ahem* fine Succubus Jeopardy. Today’s contestant is Joseph Ashwood, a college student from some state where Coca-Cola is considered its own food group.”

“But I’m from the East coast not Minnesota.”

Sorry Minnesotans, you were just the first mid-west state to come to mind. Don’t worry I’m not biased I dated a Minnesotan once. She was 10/10 major qt.

Ahh, Ms. Gauge.

I should see if she’s still single.

For a good Christian girl the things she did in bed…

…off-topic man.

Right. Right.

Note: All of the numbered options will lead you back to this chapter. Feel free to skip them if you're so inclined they just explain some important/un-important bits. Choose the maze option to escape...Maybe?