"Well.." He began as he unbuttoned his shirts' first few buttons. "I went straight to the office and met up with the CEO himself. He was instantly impressed with me and asked for my resume. I told him it was my first time working in an office and that I would prefer night shift. He said he would be more than happy to give the position to me."
"It's that natural charisma you have." Iris said as she poked his arm playfully.
Mephiles chuckled. "Sure, charisma. Actually, I quite like that." He said as he sighed inwardly to himself.
"Hey you made it through the day, congrats. Say what..." She said as she pulled out a bottle of wine. His ears instantly picked up. "Since this is a momentous milestone in our mortal lives.."
"Where did that come from?" He asked as he watched her pop the cork.
"I picked some stuff up for the fridge. They had whole shelves stocked with the stuff. It probably isn't that high quality, but hey." She said as she swirled the liquid around. "Just don't get drunk okay."
"Ah yes that's a thing that can happen now, can't it?" He asked rhetorically as he tipped it forwards slightly, drinking the contents slowly. Then he gave it to Iris who did the same.
"Sorry I don't know how to cook. But there's enough frozen dinners in there to last awhile." She said as he put one into the microwave.
"I don't care. Hell, as long as I don't starve I don't care." He said as he sat back down on the couch.
They eat the frozen dinners and polished off half of the wine. After all, they did have to work tomorrow night. While the remainder of the day wore down, Mephiles became more active. He cleaned quietly as his wife slept in the bedroom. It was a half hour before she was to go in. Mephiles shook her shoulder gently. Her ear flickered.
"What..?" She asked as a small growl left her lips.
"Hey you gotta go in." He said climbing on top of her and kissing her neck.
She giggled from the sudden action and left out of the bed. She got ready to start her first night. She didn't have to walk far, it was just a few blocks away. The guard on the last shift stood outside the gates and gave her the run down.
Learning on the fly huh? Whatever. She thought as the small security room lit up with the flashes from the monitors. Yes, she had lied and made a false document to get this job, but money ruled the world. The guy left her with the security room key and took off in his police car. Oh... this was a good position to be in indeed. As a policewoman, no one would question her authority. Then she realized that Mephiles could also possibly hold a position of power, if he played his cards right.
"Wow did we subconsciously plan this out or what?" She asked herself, looking at her Mobius' police uniform.
She wandered around the units listening to her mp3 player until she sensed that someone else was around. She took out her flashlight and pointed it towards the back fence. The trespasser was caught red handed.
"Hey you. What do you think you're doing?" She asked the teenager as he ran across the street. He shouldn't have done that.
Making sure nobody was around, she let her eyes glow silver as she ran up to the mortal. Holding him around his neck, she ran to the dimly lit parts of the storage. She knocked him unconscious and made quick work of him. Her night stick did a fine job of ending him. Before a drop of blood hit the pavement, she threw him into the ditch she had dug over the fence. Covering it over, the whole act took only a minute. Her eyes returned to their normal state.
"That's better. I like quiet nights."
The rest of the night passed without incident and when her relief came, she tossed him the keys. She made sure the camera in the area where she did the murder was turned the other way the whole time, with audio turned off, just in case. She slinked groggily back up to her apartment and fell onto the bed where Mephiles was happily growling away. He opened his eye slightly as he wrapped his arm around her.
"How'd your day go?"
"Shh." She said as she tapped his nose. "I'll talk to you in your dreams."
She told him about the night and what she had done. He was angry at first, but calmed down after she reassured him that not a soul was in sight during the crime committed. He had learned to trust her instincts and didn't question them much anymore. Same as how she felt about his own actions.
They still needed to remind each other that they were both strong, independent demons. That was a huge issue earlier when they had been allies. A few fights had not been so... mild as they were now.
He remember the day he almost crushed her spine to dust...
He also remembered the day that she had poisoned him with a heavily concentrated bottle of arsenic...
Yeah...
Fun times...
He shivered in his sleep as he pushed away those awful memories. They were both still hard headed, but so far that hasn't killed them. Ah, he needed to focus on something else. He focused on the good times that never became.
Him as Solaris, a feared and cherished sun god. Iris next to him, holding him close as his goddess. Iris dreamed along beside him. His wife dreamed that she was the Flame Core's queen, free from the curse of insanity that clouded her own mother's mind. He hoped her dream would come true, because his couldn't.
