"i'm not bullshitting you" Mort swore "I keep trying but I can't do it...I know I'm not human still because of the black fire thing...but going fully demon...I haven't been able to do it"

Jessie paused and pointed out something "Well lest we forget, you guys became demons directly from the king. Mort became a demon because he ate a cocktail wienie"

"Then I got nothing" Jessie sighed "That's how I got mine...so that's why I'm kind of stuck looking like this"

"Oh you look fine" Mort teased. He paused though and said "But...I just don't know whats happening to me. It's just so bizarre... "

"It's just shit after shit with you isn't it..." Mac mumbled, rubbing his forehead with his thenar space. "Sounds to me like the cocktail might've been a shitty way to go about it."

"Actually I was motivated by rage, but I can transform any time. Can't prove my point right now, though." Mac stopped rubbing his forehead.

Mickey2 finished placing the cookies in the oven and turned to look at Raven. How selfish, what a delight. Yes, strife between them would be great on their adventure. "It's not me...it's her," Mickey2 said, tearing up. "I wanted to protect you guys," she said quietly.

"So...what're you going to do about it?"

Raven shook her head. "Either way, I'll be watching you very carefully." She left it at that.

"Excuse me?" Mort said with a slight glare

"I fucked up...okay..." Mort admitted "I fucked up, in a big way. However, I am so sick of you being on your fucking high horse!" Jessie went to grab him, but he pulled his arm back, clearly not in the mood. "Yeah, I caused all this and I'm not proud that I did. However, you know what I've done since I fucked up? Day after day, I do my damndest to show that I have changed. Day...after day...I look back and I hate myself. There isn't one day where I haven't thought about grabbing one Scott's guns and shooting myself in head head, knowing full well that NO ONE would miss me" Jessie looked at him shocked. "However every time...I tell myself it isn't worth it, because if I die now I know exactly what you'd say at my funeral "He had that coming". "

He began to laugh a little bit. "However, we've had this conversation so many times now...and I get it...I think I get it. If you want to be constantly on your damn high horse and think you're better than me because of my mistakes. Fine...however, I don't care what's going to happen...because you know what Mac..." His voice got dangerous "You had this coming" He punched Mac over the couch and flipped him off.

Mort punched him with his free hand not caring "I don't give a fuck!"

"You're fine to not like me, but you're a total fucking ass hat." Mort said freeing his hand. "Even if you weren't alone and everyone else hated me, they still TRY to give me a chance. You never have! I try to be nice, you diss me. I bring up a legit concern, and you think I'm lying to you. Also, on top of that, you do something I would NEVER do to you, and disrespected my best friend!" There was a venomous growl that escaped his lips. "You keep pushing, and pushing, and pushing, and pushing, and I'm fucking tired of it!"

(Oh wow this is a bit intense )
"Guys, guys, this isn't the time," Garret tried.

Mickey2 looked over Raven's shoulder. "What's going on?" She said, walking towards the door.

Mac blocked the shot with his demon arm, though the bullets still tore it up pretty badly. "You fucking psychopath!" He blasted Mort with lightning, not holding back now. It would likely put him unconscious.