First Impressions
A blinding flash of luminescent blue-green, and suddenly, Enn and Alu find themselves in a greyscale void - everything, including themselves, completely hueless.
Almost everything, at least.
A demon stands in front of them - around 7 feet tall, plus horns - greyscale as well, save for the piercing turquoise of his eyes and tie.
"You two," he says, "have caused me quite a lot of trouble."
Alu attempts to ask something like, "What the hell is this place?" but finds no sound able to leave his mouth. Doesn't stop him from trying, though.
The demon pays Alu's attempts at questioning no mind, rifling through a small collection of papers instead. After a short moment, he pulls out two sheets. Reading off of them, he says, "Albin Capello and Oliver Woods." He looks to the two and says, "Do you two have any idea why I have called you here?"
Enn shakes his head, before looking over to Alu, who was apparently still trying to yell at this guy despite the two's apparent lack of ability to make any sort of noise at the moment.
"Well," he continues, "Allow me to explain. You in particular, Albin, have been the cause of quite a few headaches for some time now. Your... shall we say, jury-rigged method of intradimensional travel has ended up completely destroying a good few universes."
Enn does the math on his head, counting on his fingers as he does so. Yeah, he figures, that checks out. He shrugs and nods.
"That... That isn't, a problem to you, at all?"
"Nope," he mouths, popping the P. He shakes his head as well, just to make sure the message gets across.
The demon sighs and rubs the bridge of his nose. "Well, I don't even know where to start with you, then. Oh, and Oliver - " Alu spits out what undoubtedly would have been a viscious insult if anyone could hear him - "your crimes are merely... aiding and abetting, this destruction." Alu seemed particularly incensed at the idea that Enn had committed more crime than him.
"Seeing as how none of the universes you managed to destroy were... vital, as it were, to the functionality of the multiverse as a whole," the demon explains, "and the fact that the destruction itself seems to have been mostly unintentional, the Council and I have decided that a fit punishment is a paltry..." He checks his notes once more, and finishes, "Five hundred years of community service." He puts the notes away and adds on, "Frankly, I feel like that number is a little low, but this is the number the rest of the Council agreed on." He snapped his fingers, and the hue returned to Enn's and Alu's bodies. "You may speak now, should you wish."
"-the SHIT i mean what are you even TALKING about saying HE'S done more to you guys than ME? Who even ARE you, what is this COUNCIL you're talking about-" Alu ranted, to which the demon snapped his fingers and Alu once more found himself colorless and muted.
"Oh me, I do not get paid enough to deal with you people." the demon groaned. "The Council I mentioned is, of course, the Council of Gods from the plane of Fehrune and thus, the Greater Planar Collective. The Council member you two would be most familiar with, I believe is... Penn? Oh, that explains a lot, actually."
"So. Community service, huh?" Enn asked, "What if we just don't do it? Like, being honest with 'ya here, there's no way my boy Alu and I are gonna like... rake up leaves for you, or whatever it is people do in community service."
"Well, we could always arrange a different punishment for you two - I mean, Penn had some frankly stellar ideas for what to do with the two of you-"
"Nevermind," Enn quickly said. "Nope, c- community service is fine, actually. Got it. Mhm."
"Very well, then," the demon said, "Your sentence should begin in..." He pulled out a pocketwatch from one of his waistcoat pockets, "Around three months. You have that long to prepare." He put the watch back, and a blinding flash of blue-green left them back where they were before.