It's chapter three, in case you couldn't tell. Though I'm pretty sure you could but what do I know? I'm just a simple OMG Pterodactyls in a simple world and I'm trying my best to find my waaaay! Is that a song? I feel like that's a song. Anywho! Thanks go to detrametal for being such a wonderful beta and Dragon Man 180 for the great idea. Thanks to you both and enjoy everyone! Remember to read, enjoy, and review! Or whatever. I don't particularly care. I care a little bit... Cinnamon rolls!

Faith woke up the next morning, what she guessed was the next morning anyway, to the sound of a door clicking shut and the smell of…

Holy shit, izzat bacon?

Sitting up, faith rubbed the sleep from her eyes before staring into the darkness of her bedroom. Of course she couldn't see anything except slightly darker shapes where the furniture was. Closing her eyes in preparation, Faith clapped twice to turn the lights back on. She still ended up flinching at the sudden light now burning through her eyelids.

"Ow…"

Not waiting for her eyes to adjust, Faith flung off the covers, stood and stretched before heading to the center of the room where the delicious smell seemed to be coming from. Of course she bumped into pretty much every piece of furniture between the bed and the coffee table. She finally managed to flop down on the couch where she let out a huge yawn and finally opened her eyes.

The first thing her gaze landed on was the dome covered platter that seemed to be made of silver and was sitting on the middle of the coffee table. The second thing she noticed was that the door leading out of her room now had a handle on it.

Don't tell me I slept through someone installing a handle on a fucking steel door. They must've used magic or some shit cause I know I'm not that heavy of a sleeper.

Deciding to ignore the how of that particular mystery for now, she instead lifted the cover off the platter and set it to the side. Under it was a plate full of bacon that was fried to crispy perfection, scrambled eggs that weren't too runny, half of a juicy red apple, and a glass of orange juice with lots of pulp. All of it was just the way she liked it.

Can the chef or whoever read minds or something? Whatever, maybe this place isn't so bad if just the breakfast is this good.

She picked up a piece of eggs with her fingers, completely ignoring the silverware that was laying beside the plate. She was a firm believer that scrambled eggs were a finger food, after all. The eggs were almost in her mouth when she remembered something.

Wait a sec… isn't there something about if you eat or drink anything from another world you'll be trapped there forever? Is it only fairies or does it apply to demons as well?

She stared at her breakfast for a moment before shrugging and popping the eggs in her mouth, "Fuck it. I'm probably gonna be stuck here forever anyway whether I eat or not."

In one word, it was delicious. All of it was. Soon, all of it was gone. Faith sat back with a contented sigh, "Geez, that was good. But if that was just breakfast, I can't wait for lunch and supper."

Her breakfast finished, Faith went about her normal morning routine. She took a shower, brushed her teeth – though where the toothpaste and brush came from she didn't know – changed into a clean light blue t-shirt and black cargo shorts, and finished by brushing her hair at her vanity. Which wasn't easy since Samael had provided her with everything except a hair dryer.

Oh well, can't have everything I suppose. Like a normal life…

She shook the thought from her head and looked in the mirror at the bookshelves behind her.

"Well, guess it's time to start exploring." Faith got up and looked back and forth between the door that she could now exit and the hidden passage behind the bookshelf. "But which way should I go? Hmmm, if I go through the door, I might run into Sammy and then maybe rely on other demons to get around. Don't really wanna do any of that. Buuuut if I go through the passage… I could get lost. Supposedly I'm being tracked so I don't really think that's much of an issue. It also looked really dark and who knows what's lurking in there. Then again, it is way more adventurous." She thought about each path though it didn't take her long to actually decide. "It seems like the only logical and fun choice would be the passageway so that's the way I'll go."

Faith made her way over to the bookshelves and swung open the one hiding the passage. She spared a glance back at her boots resting on the floor at the foot of her bed and thought about putting them on but remembered how uncomfortable they were with the manacles and decided against it. That distraction over, she finally made her way into the passage. No surprises that it hadn't changed since yesterday. It was still dark, musty, and just generally uninviting. At that moment though, who cared? This was better than any other option she had.

Since she couldn't see and couldn't find a light switch of any sort, she decided to keep one hand on the right wall as she went along. Turns out there was no need for that since once she was inside, torches along the walls suddenly flared to life. As she looked closer, she could see that there weren't any actual torches, just floating balls of orange flame. She was almost tempted to try and touch one to see if it was hot as well as bright but common sense won out and she didn't.

"Uh, thanks Sammy. I guess…" she said, unsure if he could actually hear her or not.

Either way, Faith walked on, continuing down the path that Samael had lit for her. She passed by a few branching passages but promised herself that she would explore them later.

During her little excursion, which seemed to stay at the basement level given the lack of stairs or slopes, Faith made a few discoveries. Every once in a while she would find small holes in the wall that were no bigger than a nickel and through them she could see the room beyond. Most even had what looked like doors beside them that probably led to said room. Most she saw were just empty rooms, some had a bit of furniture, others had more. She found what looked like a kitchen, numerous rooms with sleeping demons, a very large room, and she even found a couple of rooms where some demons were doing some very… unspeakable things.

Oh gods, I'm gonna have so many nightmares tonight.

One of the more… interesting things she saw was a room where a large red demon was caring for a brood of chickens. Faith watched for a while as the demon picked up chicken after chicken and held them tenderly as he – she guessed it was a he – fed them seed from his hand, making sure each one got its share of food and affection.

I would say I've seen weirder but I don't think I have.

Some of her more interesting discoveries, besides the demon and his chickens, were a room full of demons of all shapes, sizes, colors, and types, all which seemed to be gambling in some form or another. A computer room where two demons were looking at… she didn't really want to know. They were laughing so maybe it was just a funny cat video or something but she doubted it. Her favorite by far, however, was the dungeon. When she looked through the peephole at first, she couldn't see anything but darkness until multiple sets of red eyes blinked open, one large pair and four little. If she listened closely, she could also hear faint growling.

Oh, so not dungeons. Pens maybe?

Curiosity overwhelmed her, she had to know what was on the other side of the wall. She just hoped that whatever it was didn't kill her.

Faith found the outline of a door beside the peephole. Unlike the hidden door in her room which swung open, this one was opened by pushing a slightly protruding stone beside the outline, making the door slide open with a loud grating sound. She briefly wondered why hers was different but let it drop when the door finally finished opening.

Someone really should oil this things. If… a stone door can be opened anyway.

With the light from the passage, Faith could see into the room well enough. The first thing she noticed was that they eyes belonged to a black dog and her puppies. Second was that they all seemed to be in a pen so she was safe for now.

She edged closer to the pen, trying to get a closer look at the dogs. She decided she was close enough when the mother stood and started growling even louder, the fur on her neck standing on end. Faith crouched down, trying to make herself seem less threatening. It sort of worked. The mother stopped growling but still watched her intruding human warily. The puppies were a different matter however, as they ran around yipping excitedly.

"Hey there," Faith said softly, "it's okay. I'm not gonna hurt you."

She crouched there and watched the puppies play with each other and try to squeeze through the bars to try and get to the newcomer. Faith smiled at their actions and decided that this was the best room out of the whole palace and that she would try and come her as often as possible.

Why are they down here though? Sammy doesn't really seem like a dog person… demon… whatever.

Faith didn't know how long she had been in the passages or the room but started thinking that she should probably start heading back. It seemed it was too late for that however, when orange balls of fire appeared floating along the wall behind her and lighting up the rest of the room.

Uh-oh… now that I think about it, maybe I shouldn't be down in here.

Hearing clawed feet click against the stone floor, Faith whipped around and ended up falling on her butt from her crouched position. In front of her now stood Samael with a smirk on his face. "Oh, uh, hi Sammy." Faith managed to get out. Even though she was fairly certain that he wouldn't just kill her, she couldn't quite get over her fear of the demon prince. Frankly, she thought that any normal person who could face this guy down and not be scared was clearly insane.

"Faith," he greeted. For some reason it surprised her that he was using her name. "I see you have found some of my other pets."

"Oh… yeah." She said, looking at the dogs, who had all backed into a corner, instead of at the demon. "Sorry, I was exploring and I saw them and… the puppies are… cute."

The demon just chuckled at her and Faith decided that it was time to leave.

She stood, brushing the dirt from her shorts, and gave the demon a mock bow, briefly wondering if that was actually a good idea, "Well, it's been fun, I guess, but I should probably start heading-"

"Would you like one?" Samael interrupted.

Needless to say, this caught Faith off guard, "Uh… what?"

Instead of repeating himself, the demon prince swung open the door to the pen with a wave of his hand and one of the puppies trotted out. Samael simply picked it up and dropped it in her arms.

The thing seemed to be just a happy ball of fluff. Though upon closer inspection she could see that its fur was partially made of smoke.

"Oh, thanks…" Faith muttered, a little amazed but mostly confused. Who gave their pet a pet anyway?

"He is a Hellhound." Sammy informed her. "Keep him with you at all times. I am expecting guest soon and you may need him."

Well that just confuses things even more.

"Now return to your room."

"O-okay." Deciding not to argue with him, though it wasn't really much of a decision, and made her way over to still open door to the hidden passage. Once inside, she pressed the protruding stone again and the door slid shut. Sammy was probably right, it was probably around lunch time already and she was getting hungry again. She only got a few steps away from the door though when she sank to the floor and the puppy jumped out of her arms.

"Geez, for some reason, dealing with that guy leaves me exhausted." She told the ball of fluff that was currently nipping at her toes for whatever reason. Even if he didn't understand her, Faith was glad to have someone to talk to. Maybe that's why Samael gave him to her but surely that couldn't be the only reason. Whatever, maybe she would find out one day. Though she doubted it.

Faith picked up the puppy and held him in front of her. It looked back at her with those glowing red eyes, mouth open and tongue lolling out. "Whatever the reason, you sure are adorable." She told the puppy, earning a happy yip. "I think I'll name you Shade."

In answer, Shade barked again and tried to wiggle out of her grasp to probably lick her face.

"Glad you like it then. Now let's head back already." Setting the puppy down, Faith started the trek back to her room, Shade trotting along beside her, stopping every once in a while to sniff at something.

Eventually, they made it back to Faith's room, though she had to carry Shade the last little bit. It seemed he wasn't accustomed to walking such long distances. Though he perked up when they caught the smell of food wafting through the air.

Mouth watering, Faith picked up the pace and soon she was back in her room. After setting Shade down and closing the hidden door, Faith sat on the couch where, yet again, the silver platter was already sitting in front of her on the coffee table. Shade was already munching on a bowl of puppy food set on the floor beside the table, a bowl of currently ignored water beside it.

After making sure that he was actually eating and not just making a mess, Faith lifted the dome off of her own food to find a burger, fries, and a glass of soda. Yeah, she could definitely get used to this. Her suspicions of if the chef could read minds was proven wrong since if they could they would know that she hated onions. Anyway, the burger was delicious of course and the fries were fried and salted perfectly. It didn't take her long to finish eating and sit back with a very un-ladylike burp. She guessed Shade liked his food as well since his bowl was now empty and he was looking up at her expectantly.

Picking Shade up, Faith set him on her lap and started scratching him behind his ears. "You're such a good boy, aren't you Shade? I wish I had some toys for you but I guess socks will have to do for now, that that's okay with you. Also kinda wish I had a watch but oh well."

Shade just yipped happily, glad for the attention.

"Still don't know why Sammy gave you to me in the first place but I'm glad for the company. Speaking of which, I wonder what he meant by guests coming, ya know, besides the obvious. Who would come here willingly? And why did he feel the need to tell me about it? And why did he say that I might need you? Ugh, none of this shit makes any kind of sense. Whatever, I've got other things to worry about."

Setting Shade back on the floor, Faith was about to go take another shower – who knew exploring could get someone so dirty – when something on her desk caught her eye.

"I know this wasn't here earlier." Faith said, making her way over to the desk and picked up the new and mysterious object to find that it was a pocket watch. It was silver with a chain attached and a picture or a demonic face carved on the cover. She pressed the latch release and the cover flipped open to reveal a normal black and white face with roman numerals.

"Not really my style but can't exactly wear a wristwatch. Thanks Sammy!" She called out, still not sure if he could hear her. She looked at the watch again, this time studying the time. "Holy mother of Jeebus, it's eight o' clock?!" She guessed it was anyway since she didn't exactly have another reference. She wondered what time zone it was set on and even momentarily considered that this realm might even have its own time zone.

Faith shrugged and went to put her new time piece on her bedside table then went about her nightly routine. Before long, Faith was cozily wrapped up in her blanket with Shade curled up beside her feet and under the covers as well. Not long after that, they were both asleep.