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Emberlynn huffed as she flapped her tiny wings up to the ten story building. She was still getting the hang of her sexy and super adorable monster neko demon form. And why did it have to be so high up? And at this angle too if they only could keep their little office closer to the door. She could use reddish pink demon vision to spot *sigh* him…
Her true love, a tall order of curvy horns, ripped ass, teeth that could bite her neck off and devilishly handsome voice.
Blitzy-kun!
Emberlynn spied him as she hopped onto the ledge. And he wasn’t alone either. There was his small demon henchmen that were always with him.
And someone new… She didn’t recognize this one, and pressed her eye closer to the window, condensing her sugary salty eye juices onto the glass to get a better look.
It was a jester demon decorated from head to toe with bells that jingled as he walked. And bright neon patterns that were all too hypnotizing.
What were they acquaintances, a funny sidekick perhaps, brothers?
“Hey! Quit making gaga eyes at my boyfriend!”
There was a sharp spike of pain that hit Ember in the back of the neck. It made the sound of a cracking whip as it struck.
She quickly looked to the side to see a pointed red tail retracting. And to her shock there was someone else looking through the window to the side.
He squinted suspiciously at her.
She squinted harder.
She found herself getting distracted from her target to get a good look at her new rival.
He had on a green T-shirt with sweat stains under the pits, a pair of square reflective specs, pants…and that was about it.”
As for his physical features had horns with thick black and white stripes, and red skin.
“Hey, you're the same species as Blitzy-kun!” she shouted out to him. Seems like there are a lot of those living down here.
“No, DUH!!! now shhh!”
The nerve. This was a free access public window for everyone to see Blitzy-kun in his glory. If this demon was trying to shut her out then he shouldn’t get free access to him either.
She used her neko feline-like reflexes to scoot in the edge of the walls. Then put her bushy tail in his face to block his view.
He pushed it away and after a few tickles to the face the horned-demon grabbed onto the ledge to kick her in the face, sending her hurling off the building.
This was the first time she’d ever been reincarnated into a new world and at times like this she really wished she had an ultimate guidebook for it. “Why don’t you just fly when I tell you too? So annoying,” she thought as she was drifting towards her demise. She curled herself up and focused all her mental energy entirely in her back telling one to lift and spread out and then the other.
She managed to land a few stories below before her wings gave out and slowly climbed her way back. By the time she got back up she was practically out of breath. She thought the imp above her would take notice, but he was way too engrossed in his own activities. The demon put his hands over the top rim of his glasses to continue to look through the window. Ember could hear him talking to himself.
“That’s right Fizz, wake up. And apologized to the rest of us. It’s only a matter of time before you see the light and quit that awful gig at that sleazy strip club too,” he said as he clenched his fists and gritted his teeth in a twisted smile.
Fizz? Who’s Fizz?
“Then after that the only thing left that'll be in the way will be him. He’s always been in the way.”
He said underneath his breath claws curled with animosity. Emberlynn could practically see the glass crack.
Wait, he couldn't be talking about…
Emberlynn looked back and forth between him and the glass window. And back at him and him again. And anxiously wagged her tail.
A love triangle?
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(Meanwhile Inside)
“Thanks again for the escort. I might’ve gotten a limb ripped off again out there,” said the colorful jester.
“Anytime. Anytime. Just don’t throw a crying fit over my pillows. I don't need your liquid jizz all over it. I’ve had enough of that from Moxxie.” said Blitzo leaning back feet up in the front desk holding up the day’s paper.
“I’m still thinking about the announcement I made to Mammon. Asmodeus has been very protective of me lately. He’s too scared to have me even leave his room. And I tell you what it's getting really cramped in there.” Fizz pulling on his collar. “Not that I blame him with the way the Fizzheads have been acting.”
Ditto to that. Fucking creeps seem to be spawning up on his doorstep and it would be one thing if they were some normal fuckers and not Stolas’s crazy ass bird family or immortal sinners that come here than just mortal compensation. “Hey pal, at least you can kill people who won’t leave you alone.”
But if he was this adamant about protection this looked like an amazing opportunity for capitalism to take over. “Here’s an idea,” Blitz said, pulling a .16 caliber out of a desk drawer and began to wave it around. “Most of us used to be in the mercenary business. We might be in the neighborhood to open up a side gig for a pretty penny.”
Fizz bashfully scratched the back of his head. “Thanks but…You know how I feel about my fans. I’d be pretty upset too if I bought tickets to see someone perform and they quit at the last second.”
“Your’e way too soft Fizz.” Blitz sighed, threw his blaster back in his coat.
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(Meanwhile on the Outside again)
“Oh I get it,” Ember’s sudden gasp made the demon jump as he looked below his feet. “So you're not after Blitzy-kun you’re after this Fizzeroli character, his jester friend.” she said pointing at him through the glass.
“Yes, were you not following him too? I had to fight like five others on the way here.”
Hnnggghh!!! Why didn’t anyone tell her that this holy three pointed shape was brewing in the background.
“Okay. So you have to tell me. How did you two meet?”
“I can say, buuuut,” he drawled off, “it might take a while. Our connection pre-dates all the way back to childhood.”
“Childhood friends EEEE!!!” Ember squealed excitedly, tapping her feet. The demon next to her seemed to be getting in a better mood too.
“Yeah we were close. I knew him before he got super famous, before he sold out, before he lost his arms in that tragic accident and had to get them replaced with those cybernetic ones.”
“Oooh Robot Arms? Whatchya going to do with those?” she nudged him.
“What am I not gonna to do with those?” he smirked.
She was wagging her tail so hard with excitement, biting her tongue with her fangs that they started bleeding or…drooling? Mmm, she tasted good.
“This reminds me of this anime I watched a while ago. It was about three boys. And two of them were adopted siblings and then one of them had a rival from this other rich family business. And each one wanted to domesticate one another. And a lot of things happen. And they were both werewolves. Have you seen it?”
He scratched his chin. “Anime? Isn’t that stuff the earth dwellers came up with recently? Yeah, we ain’t got none of that down here.”
“Really, none. No ‘I Woke up the Bride of Cthulhu?'"
“No.”
“My Heart in the Shape of a Pentagram?”
“Nuh-uh.”
“No ‘Demon Dick, I’ll Lick.”
“You can literally do that to anyone right now.”
“What kind of shows do you have?”
“We got all sorts of things,” he took his fingers to list them off. “Clown shows. Rodeo shows. Rodeo clown shows… the occasional shitty soap opera and crappy concert.”
“Well, anime is different from a live show. It’s made by millions of animators that work day in and day out drawing billions of individual frames to bring fantasies to life.”
“Ehh, That kind of Sounds like torture and people in hell hate being tortured. The type of people you described don’t last long down here they usually go ccckkkk.” He said, making a motion across his neck.
“I’m sorry, but what is ckkkk?” Ember asked, copying the same neck motion.
“Oh yeah, you sinners have it bad,” his grin morphed into something much more sinister. “Why do you think they offer up their money to off the people they send down here. Those exterminator angels were looking really pissed off the last time they came and so they’ll probably have another one pret-ty soon. Bout time someone did something about the overgrowth of invasive assholes.”
You can die again? Well dying the first time wasn’t so bad, it gave her slight chest pains but so does wearing a bra. And she wasn't wearing a bra. She could handle dying again.
“So back on topic. What are you going to do with your uke lover boy over there?”
“Hmm, first I want some time alone with him. So he can beg me to be his partner.”
“How are you going to do that?”
He didn’t answer. He looked away. Almost. Crestfallen.
Ahh, was he shhyyy?
“Maybe a catgirl near you can help make arrangements.”
“Y-You’d do that for me?” He seemed genuinely surprised.
Ember nodded and winked. “More time away from Fizzy means more time between me and Blitzy-kun.The enemy of thy enemy is thine friend.
And whom do I owe the pleasure?” She batted her eyes. Curling out her paw towards him.
“Arick. Arick Burnie Burns.” He shook her hand. “But everyone I know calls me Burnie-“
“Oh Arick-senpai!” she said, taking his arm and pulling it to her fluffy chest in declaration of acquaintance-ship. “I’m Emberlynn but you can call me…Ember.” She whispered the last bit. Sensually.
Ember and Burns what a perfect sounding team name. Truly one to be revered in the deepest depths of the underworld.
“Now my dear Arick-senpai let us discuss plans.” She said tapping her paws together.
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(Back at it again)
“Yeah most of the hours where we don’t see clients we’re doing this boring ol’ paperwork.” said Blitz filling out some forms in front of Fizz. Just then he heard some muffled voices coming from outside. When he looked up, something red stared back at him from outside his window. He immediately jumped out in front of his friend.
“That Creepzo’s back! I hoped he would’ve burned up in that circus dumpster fire. Stand back Fizz this might get ugly.”
“Hiiii Bliiitzzzyyyy-kkkuuunn! It’ss MEeeeEeee!” said the giant pink cat demon tapping on his glass waving.
“AH GOD. Not her too!” Blitzo crouched behind Fizz and looked to his daughter/assistant. “Loona, will you be a dear and Get those FREAKS off my business window.”
“Fine,” she put down the magazine she was reading and stomped her way up to the window. With the force of her wolf hind leg she sent the both of them flying. Needless to say, they would need a new window.
Blitzo and Fizz watched them as they both plummeted to the ground.
“Did you even attempt to disguise yourself?” asked Fizz, raising an eyebrow.
“Look, it was going to be a one and done gig that would’ve taken 2 seconds tops if not for this holy magic bullshit, ickk,” he shivered his mind flashing back to those trying times. “I don’t want to think about it right now.”
“Hate to pull out the I-told-you-so card buuuut…” Fizz started off as they both walked away from the window.
At the bottom, Arick was hanging upside down from a ledge on the first story, his tail curled around the beam while his claws held onto Ember as she was slowly descending with all the might of her tiny wings could give her.
The red demon then swung and let go plopping both their asses onto the wet pavement.
And that wasn’t the only thing that fell flat. When she was discussing her ideas about how to couple up Arick and Fizz the boy just stood there dumbstruck.
“That’s it!” Ember announced with a ball of fisted fury. “We are going to get you access to 40 episode slow burn romance plots. How can I explain all my references and plans to you otherwise?” She then pulled the impish creature to his feet.
Together as one, Ember/Burns would search high and low. Into the hottest volcano. Wading through the River Styx.
If there was anime in hell, then on god they would find it.