Macska: *wriggles from Satan's hold, and lands on the floor* Satan, why are we here? Satan: Hm? Oh, I was wondering if you two would like being human for a bit.
Macska: Fine. *yawns again* Satan: *smirks at the both of them, and waves his hand over them, a pentagram forming under their paws*
(if you don't read the list correctly, then no task for you!) I throw the knife, and it stabs through his shirt, keeping him pinned to the wall.
Ben-He just gave me the hardest work of all...kill all the fat guys in this street... -facepalm- (im racist against fat people...$