This was our greatest test yet. After three decades of fighting injustice side by side, Lance and I would now have to face down Lucifer himself.

"Even Zombie-Hitler couldn't defeat thou, so I hast come down from Hell myself, and I shalt killeth both of thou!" Satan exclaimed. He waved his magical staff and summoned hordes of skeletons and dead racists and internet trolls. And to top it all off was Pewdiepie. I punched Pewdiepie pretty quickly, but then he was replaced with Johnathan Franzen, and we fought for a while before I threw him into a giant pit of lava.

I was so distracted by killing Johnathan Franzen, that I almost didn't see the evil wizard that tried to stab me, but Lance swooped in just in time to save me.

"Till the end." I told him.

"Till the end." He said back, and we stood back to back as we fought off hordes of evil Hell Spawn, fighting till our last reserves of strength had been used up, and then kept going.

We fought for hours, but it was no use, we had finally met our match. Satan cackled at us from his throne, as his minions carried us up to him.

"Thou cannot even face me, pathetic. Even the great Jason Mothpunk and Lance are nothing but weaklings when compared to my might!"

The Devil lifted his staff, ready to smite us down for good, when my zombie teen sidekicks came out of nowhere and started fighting Satan.

"That's Disco Baby." I said to Lance, and in one swift movement we swept up from the ground and assumed a fighting stance as we leapt forward and fought Lucifer to the sound of Disco Inferno by The Trammps. Satan squealed in fear as we fought him, and when he was finally weak enough, Lance and I looked each other in the eye, and as our lips met a stream of pure love energy shot from between us, and vanquished Beelzebub back to the dark realm he came from, never to return.

We walked coolly out of his lair, which was an Amazon fulfillment centre, the smoke from the blaze making us look even cooler.

Lance and I were about to teleport home, when I heard sounds coming from underground. It was my family, they weren't dead! And so once Lance and I kicked a giant hole in the ground so they could get out, Lance was finally able to meet my family, and they all thought he was great. We talked happily about my life, and what they had missed out on, and when the day was out I finally knew, everything was going to be alright.