The bathroom was full of steam as Mathew Turner a 19 year old stepped out of the shower. He dried off with a towel that hung on the rack and pulled on some boxers and sweatpants as a knock on the door sounded. Pulling on a bright green shirt on walked over wondering who would be outside in mid January. He pulled open the door reviling a canine like girl with ice matted to her fur.

"Please help me I'm so cold." She said in a feeble voice and passed out in Mathew's arms.

"Dear God come in you need some hot tea and a blanket!" He cried as he picked the girl up without a word and laid her on a couch and putting on water for tea.

The girl's eyes were nearly closed and she was shaking of cold her hands grabbing the blanket. Mathew knowing that she was getting hypothermia grabbed some whiskey he had and poured some in her mouth trying to be careful. Easing up the girl got a huge grin on her face and sank down into the pillows of the couch.

"Well now I got to readjuster this to the Cultural Exchange people and explain why she is drunk." Mathew sighed but knowing the girls clothes were frozen and that it was better to ask forgiveness than permission took them off and threw them into the dryer and started it in hopes of having them dry before the girl woke up and skinned him alive. He called the police and asked them for the branch that handled the immigrants. So after he told them what he did they said an agent would be over soon to give him important info and readjuster the girl. So to get ready he sat down on the chair opposite the girl and thought in silence what she was and came to the conclusion that she was a kobold.

He jumped when a knock at the door was heard and guessing he fell asleep he stood stretched cracking his joints into place walked over and found a tall man with a medium build and suit at the door.

"Mathew Turner?" The man spoke in a deep voice and Texan accent.

"In the flesh let me guess you're that agent that's gunna tell me what I'm gunna be doing." Mathew spoke relaxed.

"Yea and my name is Conwell." The agent spoke back.

"Please come in well speak in the kitchen as not disturb Sleeping Beauty over there." Mathew said pointing over his shoulder to the kobold.

"As you wish but before we begin to what extent did you undress her?" Agent Conwell asked.

"Everything due to her going into hyperthermia." Mathew said knowing that was going to be asked.

"You also said you'd given her a amount of alcohol?" Agent Conwell asked stepping in.

"That is correct, from my knowledge is that those who are buried under snow were given alcohol to stay warm. So I did so here and I dare say it worked." Mathew said closing the door against the piercing cold.

"I see and has she survived?" Agent Conwell asked looking concerned.

"Let's find out." Mathew said walking over to the sleeping girl and flipping her arm over and watching for a pulse which he got. "How about that she's sleeping!" Mathew proclaimed.

"Well your methods as lewd as they were worked." Agent Conwell said with relief.

"What do you mean lewd that is what we were thought in boot camp!" Mathew exclaimed showing his dog tags to the man.

"Wow military to you are a breath of fresh air tell me you have a girlfriend? The changes in the law says that you can marry if you wish." Agent Conwell said as he sat.

"No I do not have a girlfriend." Mathew replied

"Well when she wakes up you'll have one considering that you saved her life." Agent Conwell said.

Bzzzzt sounded and signifying that the clothes were finally dry. Mathew gabbed a basket and walked to the basement or laundry room. Conwell following behind opening the dryer and grabbing the cloths of the kobold folding them and placing them in the basket. Bringing them back up to a awake and stretching girl.

"Wow your awake look at that here are your clothes I ran them through the dryer sorry that I took all your clothes you would have froze out in them." Mathew said surprisingly keeping his head up and not looking at her large cleavage.

"That's fine you saved my life I can look that ove-" She started but a metallic ting was heard and her ears perked." What was that, what are those?!" She asked noticing his dog tags hanging around his neck.

"Dog tags I'm in the U S coalition forces my part is translating German to English and back again and a sniper with a good eye." Mathew said handing the girl her clothes back.

"That's so cool the Americans are great people. They may have the youngest country but sure as hell they wont go down without a fight, that's what makes them great they were the underdogs when they fought the British the top dog at the time and won, hey I heard of a saying and correct me if I'm wrong but I saw a sign that read true heros dot wear capes they wear dog tags now seeing one of you is just awesome!" The kobold said exited to be in the presence of a warrior that is ready to fight for the freedom of the human race. She soon talked him with some force knocking him down but she calculated it wrong and instead of landing face to face it was face to breast.

"Mghm mgh mf lge am lut miz nor sam?" Mathew tried saying with his voice muffled but then biting on of her nipples. The girl moaned and rolled off of Mathew.

"I repeat what is your name miss?" Mathew said slowly getting up like nothing happened.

"My name is Cristta Shültz what is yours and what was the first part?" Cristta replied.

"Mine is Mathew Turner and it was please get off can't breath." Mathew replied now hoisting Cristta up to her feet.

"Okay um Cristta before we go any further you should put your clothes on you might get arrested for public decency." Mathew said "and we have a guest, he is a agent from the CSCEP I am gunna see if you can stay with me permanently." Mathew finished gusturing to Agent Conwell who was looking on with amusement.

"Should have said something about him!" She said spoked trying to covering her breast and crouch.

"Here put them on I think we should get this done with." Mathew said tossing Cristta her clothes which she put on in a blur.

" well I hate to interrupt but let's get this done." Agent Conwell said to the two.

"Ya I need to report back to base soon." Mathew said as he and Cristta walked to the kitchen ready for the interview.

"Gender or preferred gender?" Agent Conwell asked Cristta.

"Female." Was the replie.

"Full name?" Agent Conwell asked Cristta.

"Cristta Amanda Shültz." Cristta replied.

"Age?"

"19."

"Date of birth?"

"May 16 1993."

"Species?"

"I am a Kobold"

"Relation to the host? "

"I'm not sure on that um Mathew?"

"Houseguest." Mathew told

"Reasons for being here."

"First to live and second to do a home stay."

"Allergies and sicknesses?"

"Allergies cats sickness is a cold."

"Well ain't that ironic?" Was Mathew's reply.

Okay that's all welcome home Crista." Agent Conwell said shacking Crista's hand.

"Your papers proving you legal will be here next week. Till then take care of her and if any more mons show up call." Agent Conwell said as he handed Mathew his card. Then he got up shock hands with Mathew and left.

"Welcome to your new home Crista my name to you from now on is Matt,now how old did you say you were? 19 in any case we must have a toast to you!" Mathew said getting up and walking to his liquor cabinet and retrieving a bottle of clear liquid and two shot glasses.

" Now this is really strong and I only use it for medical purposes and an occasional celebration but this is special to and it deserves a toast!" Matt said setting the glasses down and pouring a small amount in.

" To your being here!" Matt exclaimed climbing up on the table and lifting his glass and shot it down. Crista took the shot but when she got it down she looked like she was drunk.