Life with Simi
"akri! Akri wake up!" simi stomped into acheron's room. He was asleep along with tory. "Akri, wake up for the simi." She pouted. "Sim, what time is it?" he groaned and rolled over. "it's late akri and the simi wants to go out." She sat on the edge of his bed twirling her dark hair. "simi you know you're not supposed to leave at all." Simi shrieked and fell to the ground. "achimou, let simi have some fun. She's cooped up in the house." Tory gave a sleepy smile.
"see! Akra-tory knows simi been here too long. Please akri, the simi be good." She beamed. "fine. Simi do not, I repeat, do not eat anything or anyone." Acheron stressed. "the simi don't like that no word akri. You know that." "then you stay here." "ok! Fine, the simi don't eat no people or things. Simi gots her needs and I needs to party." She smiled with pointy fangs.
"take this simi and please be good for your akri." Acheron handed simi an extra set of keys. "the simi will be good akri. Have fun, bye bye." Simi smiled and vanished.
"do you think she'll be ok, ash?" tory asked. "I hope so. As long as she doesn't max her credit card out and doesn't eat what she's not supposed to…she'll be just fine." He said and kissed tory.
"Simi! Simi over here!" she heard her sister, xirena. "Why you here too? Did akri tell you to follow the simi?" she frowned at her sister. "of course not! Besides, I have someone for you to meet." Xirena smiled pulling her sister into club charonte.
The music blared and the smell of lust burned. "this is good. Simi love to dance. You dance with the simi?" she asked her sister. "no, but I have someone for you to meet." "who he be? Xirena, simi don't want to be bad. Akri take my plastic away." Simi's jaw dropped as she saw a tall and attractive man. "who's that?" she stared. "that, xiamara is, drakos. The sexy and most dangerous charonte there is." Xirena pushed her sister towards him.
"he's big. Not big like akri. Akri will be mad at his simi. Simi can't touch or taste." She frowned. "Drakos, this is my sister, Xiamara." "no! my name is simi. Simi, crazy demon sister." She rolled her eyes. "well, simi. It's nice to meet you. You are a beautiful little charonte." He smiled. "oooh, the simi likes. You dance with the simi?" she asked the tall demon. "I would love to simi." As soon as she could respond, fergie's 'fergilicious' blasted. "AHhhhhhhhh! The simi love this song. You dance with simi!" she pulled drakos to the dance floor and shook her body.
Drakos smiled and held simi close to his body. "you're a great dancer simi." "I know, akri dance too, but he don't dance to this song. Simi is similicious!" she squealed and shook her checkered skirt and spun. Drakos stopped simi and kissed her. She looked around and then wrapped her arms around his neck. "simi like that. Kiss simi more!" she laughed. Drakos continued their kiss, until she saw akra-tory. "oh no. akra tory?" tory saw simi with a man.
"simi! Get over here right now!" "akra tory! Simi have fun. Simi got needs! And the simi wants to kiss more!" "simi listen to akra. You need to come now, before ash gets upset." Tory reached for simi. "she's just fine. Aren't you simi?" drakos asked. "yes. The simi is just fine." She said and saw another charonte demon she danced with before. "Simi! Take your hands off my simi" it was a short charonte demon with red hair and black horns. "no! you don't kiss and dance with simi, you leave the simi be." She placed her hands on her hips.
The two charonte demons were about to fight over simi. "Ash, we have a problem." Tory pointed to simi smiling as the two demons began to fight. "SIMI!" ashe roared. "akri, what you doing here?" she asked. "what did I tell you? You have to listen to your akri." "simi have fun with drakos! He good kisser akri, he make simi happy. Simi love drakos, well, not like she love you and akra or travis fimmell." She ranted.
Ashe gave up and threw simi over her broad shoulder. "akri! No! simi gots to dance, simi don't want to leave." She cried. "stop it simi." He warned her. "simi gots to kiss drakos good bye. He good quality demon akri. He make simi feel warm and tingly." She blushed. "I'm taking away your credit card." He flashed them back into the house. "no! akri, you make the simi upset." Tory left to her room.
"simi, I asked you not to do anything. Go to your room." Ashe kissed her good night. "akri! Simi wants her demon charonte!" she stomped her black combat boot. "no more qvc." She gasped and ran to her room, slamming the door.
"was I too hard on her?" ash asked tory. "yes and no. simi is still growing. You know she can't handle certain things. Besides, she's beautiful and all charonte demons will be after her like bees to honey." "please, tory. Let's not talk about this." Ash said and left to simi's room. He knocked and opened the door. Simi changed into her pink and black skull pajama dress. She laid on her belly and ate a bowl of bbq popcorn. "simi." She looked up. "not now akri, simi not happy. Simi is sad, akri yell at his simi. He don't love his simi." "oh, baby. I do love you." He kissed her dark curls, avoiding her horns.
"oooh, akri. Simi gots to get horney-warmers." She smiled. "sure simykee. I love you simi." "simi love her akri and akra. Good night akri." "night my simykee." He walked towards her door. "akri?" "yes simi." "say it." She smiled. "no." "say it akri. Or simi will huff and puff, then bbq someone." He raised his hands and sighed. "good night, similicious." He sighed. He couldn't believe he said such a thing to his daughter.
"seeeeee, I'm similicious!" she stood up on her bed. "no, sleep simi. Simi needs her beauty sleep, right?" ash smiled. "yeah! Simi gots to get her beauty sleep." He nodded and closed her door. He went to his room and curled up next to tory. "she's ok." He said. "good, now we all can't get some sleep." Tory closed her eyes. Before ash drifted to sleep, he heard simi's laugh and fergie's fergulicious blast into the night. "SIMI!" ash growled as he heard his demon daughter's favorite song.
"I'm similicious! Ahhhhh! I'm similicious!" simi sang to the music and danced the rest of her night away. Life with Simi