Niffty was half asleep when she entered the hall next morning, she recalled that some noises outside were waking her up all night. She yawned and poured water into the kettle.
Not really opening her eye, she mutter:
- Honey bunch, can you help me with my bra? The backache is killing me… - She sat down next to a tall man and patted his leg, only it was weirdly slippery instead of soft as it usually was…
The loud scream of her serpent master makes her realise the mistake she just made. She took off her hand from his crotch area and stood immediately.
- I… I'm so sorry, sir… I...I… - She was blushing intensely, as Sir Pentious was trying to cover his eyes, which was especially difficult with the numbers of them.
- C-cover yourself! - He was blushing as well to the half naked body of a small demoness.
Niffty now noticed she was standing there, in front of her boss in her underwear. What's worse, the bra was in her hand instead of her boobs. She ran with her hyperspeed to hide in the guest room.
Right, she left her own home and now was living with her boss. Everything goes back to her, how yesterday she had this talk with Alastor and how she declared that she won't come back to him ever. His kiss with Rosie, making her feel like a moron, The maid costume, the deal, his obnoxious radio announcements… and yet she was getting flirty cause her heart wanted to be with him. That was pathetic, not even 2 days passed. But she had her pride! He needs to learn his lesson, and she needs to be strong.
She put on the normal skirt for now. Cyclops definitely didn't want to show the sexy maid thing in front of the snake right now.
She heard a kettle boiling and rushed back to the kitchen to make coffee for herself and she gulped with one go. Time for another cup! She definitely needs to wake up!
- As I said! So sorry, sir! Normally it would be Al in the kitchen, so I'm used to bringing him back to the bedroom when we're alone! - Maybe she shouldn't mention that? Oh, Geez, she wasn't prepared to explain herself.
She could see Pentious got a bit flustered. He knew they were a couple, yet imagining a threatening demon like him being all lovey dovey with such a cute, small lady was surreal. How did they even end up together? He recalled that two years ago he announced he was married, but it wasn't serpent business. He didn't ever think he would meet mrs. Alastor, let alone go and had her as his worker. And she mentions they were together for much longer than just during her years in the afterworld. It was actually starting to be interesting, maybe he could ask her later for more details. Not every demon can call Alastor "Honey bunch" and survive to live the tale.
- And I get confused, I couldn't sleep well last night, I think there was some party down the street? I have no idea… The band was horribly out of sync.
Niffty was spitting words as fast as she could.
- You know it was your spouse serenading you, right? - Sir Pentious raised his brow, did any of that song even get to her?
- It was? How do you know that and I don't? - Al was serenading her? It's a shame he was still on her blacklist, otherwise this could be really nice.
- The Radio Demon mistook my balcony for yours and spent the whole night under my window. - He explained. - And after his open threats I decided that coming out of the room without any weapons wouldn't be too smart of me, so I just let him sing. Problem is, I think the neighbors are under the impression he is deeply in love with me. I honestly don't know how I feel about it.
She giggled a bit, she could see herself drawing yaoi out of it. She already drew Al naked a lot. Selling something like this would be both funny and serve as a bit of revenge. And since they are in Hell, they most likely don't need his permission to do this.
- Why are you looking at me like that? - Sir Pentious asked her, noticing she went silent for a while, which wasn't often for her. He didn't know her well, but he could say that much.
- Oh, nothing, I just wonder how would sex with you looks like, more tentecle or something like hypnosis fetish or strangling? I think I would like to go to my room now.
She took a plate with two buns and cottage cheese and licked her finger.
- But first can I see your penis for inspiration, sir? I like my imagination to go wild, but I also want to be accurate.
The cyclops had this extremely serious look on her face, she focused so much that she didn't catch how her "research" would reflect on her.
Yey, I love Niffty is back! I already wrote 10 chapters out of probably 15. Let me know how you like it.