A Demon In The Church (mxm)

The hooting of an owl echoed in the quiet night as a little boy walked hand-in-hand with his parents. They were strolling through a small trail in Central Park, off the normal cemented paths though it ran almost parallel to them. When the boy looked up his father looked down, waiting for the question he knew was coming.
"Papa, have you ever sawed a demon?"
The young man chuckled and shook his head at his son's odd wording.
"No, Hanna, I haven't."
The boy looked to his mother, but she was already shaking her head with an amused smile.
"No sweetie, I haven't either."
They were quiet for a few minutes until a loud screech of surprise came from the previously calm owl. The family turned at the sound, hands breaking contact with each other to be able change direction quickly.
