Samael

You laid out your blanket for the picnic, setting out fresh fruits, lemonade, plates and glasses before the spread of meat and vegetables for sandwiches. You had been looking forward to this all day, spending most of last night preparing the spread.

You turn around to retrieve something out of your basket once more and when you turn back you find your lemonade is nowhere to be found. Curiously you look around before checking the basket once more, unsure i you had imagined taking the beverage out before but it wasn't in the basket. The moment you turn back to your feast you realize the meat is now gone.

You stand, whipping your head back and forth before you hear a soft giggling. You look up in to the shady tree your picnic was going to happen under and spot a Coatl with his mouth full of your food and your lemonade pitcher secured in his clawed fist.

You yell up at him, punching the air with your fist but he continues to enjoy his stolen goods, his laughter growing in between hearty bites. He washes everything down with the entire pitcher of lemonade, leaving nothing but a few sad looking lemon seeds floating in remnants of water and lemon juice at the bottom.

Before he flies off, he swoops down once more, grabbing the napkin you left in your basket to dab at his face a few times, dropping the used napkin back down towards you where it lands on top of your head.