The snake looked at his new servant in shock.
- You. - He asked. - You're the wife of Alastor?
Oh, here we go again. Niffty could swear that no demon she met for the last two years ever believed her when she mentioned that. Only if she was alongside Alastor would they take her seriously. If you can call looking at her like she is some adorable eccentric whim to be taken seriously. She honestly was so done with it.
- Can it be Niffty's husband for just once. - She complained out loud, more to herself than to her boss. - Why is this always about him?
- Oh, I'm sorry, it is just so unbelievable that I somehow made a deal with someone like you… Wait, if he "owns'' you, then you already sold him your soul!
- Yes, sorry, sir. But I had to trick you into giving me a place to stay. I completely forget to take any money when I run away. - She blushed.
Run away? Did he… hurt her? Sir Pantious inspected that petit woman closely for a moment. With such a weak skillset and body that stag could do anything to her. How much did she suffer if she was driven to such a move? The serpent saw how possessive Alastor was.
- Oh, please, don't look at me like that, sir. I… let's say I need a little change for now.
She knew that cheating in Hell wasn't seen as a big deal. What's worse, that lady wants to be concubine, so her actions would be seen as normal courting. But she was not going to let go. Not this time. She will prove to Alastor that she doesn't need him. That she is not his cute little dumbass wife. Charmingly stupid and easy to display.
- I will be happy to stay here for the month, and we will see later if you want to make a longer contract with me, sir. - She started to talk faster again. It was a sign that she was getting more comfortable. - Do you have a phone here? I need to talk to my daughter. We have two kids, you see, my younger son is just learning how to fly and…
Niffty realised something, she quickly stood out and approached the door.
- Niffty! - Alastor hopefully cheered when his wife opened the door. He was sitting on the ground in a hallway.
- Alastor, if Angel and Daria are on their honeymoon, I am here, and you are here then who is taking care of Ton-Ton?! - She scolded him.
His eyes opened wide as he understood his mistake.
- My baby! - Al panicked and rushed to his limousine.
It was about an hour later and Niffty was just cleaning after breakfast. She took two plates and put them in a sink.
Suddenly the radio on the kitchen counter turns on by itself. Apparently, Alastor started forcing his broadcast on all Circles, turning on all radio receivers with his power of manipulation. If he couldn't go inside the apartment she was in, he would make sure she WILL hear him.
- Welcome everybody, in today's special audition I would like to read you all, my new favorite quote. It's about horny, busybody snake that frankly, should know better! "I will put enmities between thee and the woman, and thy seed and her seed: she shall crush thy head, and thou shalt lie in wait for her heel." - Alastor's voice on the radio started to read. - I don't care much for the heel part, but crushing the head is quite inspiring!
Niffty tried to turn it off but it was not possible. Sir Pentious opened his eyes as the cold voice full of hatred was speaking out of his radio. What did he get himself into?
- We can all agree that the story of Eve comes with such a great set of morals, particularly the emphasis on how MARRIED women should listen to their husbands more, instead of hanging out with serpents….
*bzzzt*
- What do you mean, I can't read the Bible in Hell!? - He suddenly asked. - I can do whatever I want, it's my podcast, Clarence! - he referred to one of the imp working in his station. - And, no, for the tenth time, I'm not drunk! How can you think I drink something if I'm with a child?!
They could hear baby's heard squealing in the background.
After some noises of struggling and loud sobbing the stag whined to the microphone:
- Those pancakes should be mine!
*bzzz*
Evidently to the dead silence, later replaced with a monotone tune of instrumental jingle he couldn't broadcast whatever he wanted after all.
Nffty was finally able to turn it down again.
- Is he joking right now?! - Sir Pantious asked.
- I'm sorry for the inconvenience sir. I promise I will be a good maid to make up for it. - She smiled. - We also can go do a terrorist attack on his radio station if he won't shut up already. What do you think, sir?
- You know what, maybe I should just let him get you back, then. This is not worth it.
- Oh, you can't! - she started dusting the shelves. - I made sure to put that in our contract. Also, how is it not worth it, sir? You can make a fool of Alastor himself! What lower demon ever accomplished to embarrass an overlord like this?
Niffty subtly tilted to show her panties.
- Hmm, you know, you're right. - he stroked his chin. - Ok, then, but maybe change this costume, your husband doesn't like it for some reason.
She giggled.
- Oh, yes, he hates you for putting me in it. Al, probably thinks you're into me. - Cyclops swirled around in her new black skirt. - That's why it's staying.
- That's what it was about…?! - Sir Pentious realised. - He's gonna kill me!
- That depends. Can I keep your apartment if he did? - She smiled innocently.
- No? - He answered unsure of his position in their deal anymore.
- Oh, bummers. - She clicked her tongue with disappointment. - Then I won't let him hurt you, sir!
Sir Pentious gulped his saliva, he sure didn't feel confident with this kind of protector.