Daily Life of Monster Girls in Alabama

by GoatManofAnime

It's time for a MonMusu fanfiction that takes place in sweet home Alabama, nuff said.

17. A Delightful Outing

Chapter 17: A Delightful Outing

Three days have passed and life in the Bizzell household continues as normal; or at least what counts as normal.

Caleb continued with his usual work schedule; either going into the office or getting visits from Rodney to go over project details. In the office, Caleb would still experience coworkers slandering him behind his back, but he was learning to tolerate it. That, however, was easy compared to getting used to the Zyklons following and watching him from afar; sometimes even in plain sight. Usually it'd just be two of them surveying him while one stayed near his home. Also, due to Caleb officially caring for three or more liminal students, he received an increase in the monthly stipend from ICEP.

After work, he'd spend some quality time with the girls; teaching them more about Alabama culture, learning more about each of them and their species, or just plain relaxing together. In the time Mirabelle and Lyca have been living him he's learned quite a lot about Nightmare and Werewolf customs and practices; the former of which he'd keep notes of to send to Sterling. Apparently, Nightmare are broken into four clans within the United Kingdom-Eclipse, Crescent Moon, Dusk, and Star-with Mirabelle belonging to Crescent moon clan. Evident by the imprint on Caleb's chest. Turns out clans aren't exactly nomadic but instead have small farming settlements hidden throughout different parts of Europe that they move between to avoid detection. He learned Mirabelle's clan is most adept in agriculture so much they've had cohabitating relations with Dryads and each clan lives in a caste system led by a High Priestess. They even use their dream manipulation for gathering information on the outside world such as politics, advancements in technologies, and even entertainment. Mirabelle even confessed it was through this she discovered her love of Sailor Moon. After pressing her about her abilities during the full moon, he learned of the Nightmare's natural affinity for stealth and energy transmutation. The mist released from their tails allows them to erase their presence, camouflage themselves, and perform teleport short distances. Lastly, he learned she was an only child and grew up in her village in England's forests.

He learned from Lyca that Werewolves are the most territorial of the Kobold species. Most apparent when he caught her "marking" the entire area around the outside of the house; which he immediately reprimanded her about it. Their fangs and claws need to be used consistently filed to avoid growing discomfort. He learned this the hard way when he found bite and claw marks all over the legs of his dining room table; which he also reprimanded her about and bought her a special tool to help canine liminal in that regard. It's kind of like a scratching post designed for canines. He even learned a little more about her pack; including her strained relationship with her siblings and parents.

He hasn't really learned much else about Elder devils from Camilla yet. However, he has learned that her species needs to perform a kind of ritualistic meditation to control their "demonic energy" from leaking out. Otherwise, they could grow erratically aggressive and truculent. He's also learned she's not very...tech-savvy; evident by her confusion and frustration when playing video games and not being familiar with the internet. He started teaching her much to her embarrassment and gratitude.

...

It was the weekend now. Caleb didn't have to go in the office and he finished going over the other specs with Rodney, so he was essentially free to do whatever he wanted.

"Girls, the trolley will be here any minute! You ready?!", Caleb called out standing with the front door open.

"I'm ready Chief!", Lyca states appearing from the hallway carry a grey drawstring bag and dressed in her usual ripped blue jean shorts, camo tube top, and grinning happily as her tail wags happily, "So excited to be spending the weekend having fun with you and everyone!"

Caleb smiled back at her; indeed, he could understand her excitement. It has been awhile since he's really taken them out of the house to truly experience more of American life; that was his job after all. Admittedly, last month's events have made him a bit paranoid around strangers but if he was near familiar faces like Mirabelle or Lyca he felt a little more at ease.

"Heh, yeah me too, you know that camouflage looks great on you.", Caleb complimented. Her ears perk up as she blushes and smiling widely. It was true. It shaped around her chest nicely and have a nice view of her toned, sexy abs.

"Thanks Chief.", Lyca replied her tails wagging a hundred miles an hour

"Are Mirabelle and Camilla ready yet?", Caleb inquired.

"Sorry Dear, it took me longer than expected to find my wallet. I don't know how it ended up behind my dresser.", Mirabelle stated walking out of the hallway sounding a bit annoyed. She was dressed in a lavender skirt covering her lower half with a golden moon buckle connecting to the front of her waist. Her white crescent moon t-shirt was covered by a light purple short-sleeve hoodie and a Sailor Moon pin in her hair. Seconds later, she was joined by Camilla.

"I am fully dressed Señor, there is no need to shout.", The demoness chides walking past Mirabelle and leaning against the kitchen counter. She was dressed in a jean skirt with thin, light brown stockings that complemented her shapely legs and brown heeled ankle boots. She had a dark blue tank top covered by a short sleeve denim jean jacket with openings for her large wings. She had a small blue carrying bag with a sketch pad sticking out.

"Yeah, sorry just don't want us to miss our ride is all.", Caleb gave them a sweet grin, "By the way, you two looks great. Moon pie, that pin in your hair makes you look even cuter and Camilla that tank really compliments your eyes."

Both flushed embarrassed shades of pink.

"T-thank you Dear.", Mirabelle utters.

"G-gracias, but w-where did that come from so suddenly.", Camilla inquired still a bit flustered.

"Ha, I think just Chief's feeling complimentary today.", Lyca chimes in.

"Not how that word works and... well, I read somewhere it's good to give women compliments like that when going out in public. Helps lessen anxiety and self-consciousness.", Caleb explained earning skeptical yet amused looks from them.

"Well...it's still sweet of you Dear, no matter how odd your logic may be.", Mirabelle giggles walking over to boop him on the nose. Caleb grins awkwardly rubbing the back of his head. He then notices Camilla's sullen expression before turning away when their eyes met. Caleb frowned slightly wanting to say something but was interrupted by a familiar bell chiming accompanied by a rumbling engine.

"Oh, looks like our ride's here.", Caleb says turning to see the large bus-like trolley pulling to a stop as a few humans and liminals started to board on the opposite end of the street. Caleb moves out of the way as Mirabelle and Lyca step outside to board the trolley. Camilla is the last to come out as she curiously observed the bizarre vehicle. Caleb turned to lock the door and activate the security system then felt a small gust of wind blow past him. He looks in the direction it came and notice the Zyklons perched atop the roof of two-story house giving thumbs-up/'You good' gestures. Caleb returned the gesture before they seemingly teleported away.

Caleb goes up next to Camilla, "I take it it's your first time riding a liminal bus?", he says snapping her attention.

"Jes it is. Honestly, I still find it interesting just how much ju humans improve your means of travel. When I was little girl, ju were all just mounting horses ever.", She giggles before realizing how that last part may have sounded, "O-oh but of course I mean regular horses NOT Centaur-"

"Hey, hey it's fine, I get what ya mean.", he says giving her a reassured pat on the shoulder, " Besides, it's still pretty common to see people riding horses down South. Not really on public highways or in cities but..."

Suddenly the driver blew his horn.

"Come on, let's get on before they leave us behind.", Caleb says gesturing for her to follow.

Camilla nods and quickly follows his lead, "S-Si, Señor."

They boarded the trolley and immediately noticed there weren't many people on board; at least 7 humans, a lamia, a few were rabbits, a happy perched on the roof, and a lizardman. They took their seats as they pulled off the curb leaving Caleb's neighborhood.

Ten minutes pass and people have come and gone at certain stop points. During the ride, Caleb sat next to Mirabelle chatting with her while Lyca watched the scenery pass and hanging partially out the window like an actual dog. Camilla sat directly across from the pair occupying herself by sketching as she looks at him and Mirabelle. She would avert her gaze whenever he met eye contact. He occasionally caught glimpses of her deeply somber almost longing expression as she stared between them and her sketch pad.

He wasn't oblivious to her emotions. Ever since he came out about his and Moon Pie relationship, Camilla had become a bit more anxious around him; even distancing herself when he was with Moon pie. He knew she still has feelings for him. Perhaps still holding on to that whole 'Destined one' thing. After suffering for so long the way she did, he guessed it made sense she would feel devastated to finally find someone love then to learn they're already in love with someone else. Honestly, he was partly using today's outing to spend a little more time with Camilla just to show her he does love her but as a friend; and that IS ok. If it really looks like she's not warming up to that idea, he'll just bust out his secret weapon.

A few more minutes and they finally arrive to their destination. Lyca and Mirabelle stand on the sidewalk anxiously waiting for their host and roommate. Caleb stepped off the trolley with Camilla right behind him. Camilla's eyes widened seeing the cavalcade of colorful buildings, shops, restaurants. A large lake with manmade stream walkways leading into a tall, pristine fountain in the center of town. Mini gondola ferrying passengers across the water could be seen in the distant sparkling clean waters. A stone walkway could be seen leading into a wooded island with several memorial sites. The roofs and walls of several shops were painted in a hodgepodge of colors. Many humans and various liminals could be seen moving about shopping, chatting, or just dining. Camilla stepped closer mesmerized by the beautifully lively area.

Caleb stepped to her side and did a welcoming bow towards the entrance, "Señora Sartana, welcome to the best shopping district in Huntsville, Bridge Street Town Center, weird name but great place to relax."

Camilla cracked a smile before giggling, "hohohohoho, ju are ridiculous Señor. But, I must say, it is very beautiful place and so big. It is...quite crowded though. "

"Don't worry, we can always find somewhere quiet to decompress. ", Caleb spokes in a supportive tone.

"Yeah, Cam, plus you'll love it here!", Lyca added, "We come here all the time with Chief. There's soooo many things to do!"

"T-there's no need to be nervous, we're all here together.", Mirabelle said smiling at her.

Caleb smirks at Mirabelle, "Now there's something I never thought I'd hear. Moon pie calling someone else nervous. First time we came, you wanted me to stand out the public women's rest room. I got sooo many weird looks."

"I-I was still adjusting to the environment!", Mirabelle exclaims in embarrassment before puffing her cheeks trying to look angry, "Maybe you got weird looks because you look like a mean tosser"

"Eh, I am a little bit. Does that make me any less of a gentleman?", Caleb replied slyly.

Mirabelle put her finger to her chin pretending to think, "I suppose, though your decorum could use a bit of work."

Caleb playfully groans at her as Lyca and Camilla giggle at their little comedy routine.

"Hoho, gracias, but I'm not nervous. I... just have a habit of avoiding areas with too many humans. I have...less than pleasant experiences before.", Camilla explained earning varying reaction between them.

"That's ok, but things change Camilla. Look over there, there's a literal Mermaid girl in a wheelchair next to a literal Moth girl with a group of four Sunni Muslim girls...all of them eating sushi served by crab people", he says pointing to scene before continuing, "This country is a melting pot of diversity. I think hardly anyone is going to make that big a deal over one devil woman. Come on, let's go enjoy a bit of Southern hospitality."

Camilla ponders for a second then nods, "Ok, I trust ju Señor."

"Let's go ride the gondola again!", Lyca exclaimed grabbing Caleb's arm. Then Mirabelle grabs his other arm.

"Wait, let's go to Kami House first. There's this amazing series called 'Parfait Girls' that I'd like find the second volume of.", Mirabelle rebutted. Caleb then released himself from their grip facing all three of them

"Now now girls, we're here to first show Camilla a bit of cherished Alabama history. We're going to take the stone walkway to the memorial site.", Caleb says gesturing to the far off wooded island, "AFTERWARDS...we can ride to gondola back and go to Kami House. Then we can go to some of the other shops."

Mirabelle and Lyca nodded to each other and grinned at him. Caleb then turned to Camilla who had an interrogative look.

"That sound good to you Camilla or...did you maybe want to do something else?

"Oh, no Señor it's perfecto. Lead the way!", Camilla proclaims forcing the enthusiasm a bit.

"Alright, then let us make haste my friends. There's stuff to learn and even more fun to be had.", Caleb stated as they made their way through the area. As they passed by some of the stores, small gusts of wind blew as their legs accompanied by confused statements from random shoppers. Lyca was playfully running and skipping around them as they passed the large fountain. Camilla glanced at Caleb noticing his pace constantly shift so he was always walking side-by-side between her and Mirabelle. A small grin forming at the notion of him wanting to make sure she's included. It then faded when she noticed a few humans they passed stop to stare at her with a combination of shock, fear, or disdain. Her ears twitch at their hateful comments but none of them were anything she hasn't heard before. Still, she felt uneasy once again. She looked to the human walking next to her then down at his hand swaying limply as he moved. She wanted nothing more at that moment than to clasp her hand to his; to feel safe and accepted. However, he was already holding Mirabelle's hand and retreated deciding it was best she respect her set boundaries and ignore those wretched humans on the sidelines. Right now, she'll just be content having him by her side.

...Nearby...

Ein lay on her stomach atop one of roofs of the shopping district watching Caleb and the girls through binoculars. She kept a close watch on people around them watching for anyone that exhibits suspicious behavior.

"Hmm, so far no incipient threats.", She whispers to herself rising partially off her chest. Zwei suddenly appears with a small breeze making no sound. She smiles wickedly while creeping over to her sister with her hand raised. Her eyes narrowed at Ein's peach shaped butt and prepared to strike.

"Do it, and I shave your tail bald!", Ein stated threateningly still surveying Caleb.

Zwei pauses then shrugs, "Eh, I could probably pull it off; maybe even start a new fashion trend."

"Congratulations, you've just invented the Demi-human equivalent of socks and sandals.", came the voice of Drei as her sisters turned to the sound of her voice. She was hanging upside down from a horizontal flag pole flying the state flag before acrobatically dismounting with a double flip landing next to them on her tip-toes, "I've searched all of the patrons around Mr. Bizzell. None of them appeared to be carrying any particularly irregular items-save for a few cheaply made pocket knives.", Drei emphasizes letting several pocket knives fall out of her sleeves.

"Nothing unusual on the ride over either and there doesn't appear to be any suspicious characters nearby.", Zwei stated.

"Ok, they've almost made it to that memorial site. Zwei, head over and sweep the area.", Ein commanded sitting up on her knee.

Zwei roll her eyes with a smirk, "Aye aye Lieutenant Thunder Thighs!", she exclaimed before zooming past them in a sharp gust leaving a flustered and frustrated Ein behind.

"D-D-Don't call me that!", Ein whines messing with the flap of her geisha to cover her rear and tail around her thighs, "A-Are they...really that f-f-f-", Ein stutters tears forming unable to say the word before Drei interrupted.

"Thick? Yes, you are; you're thick with 4 'C's", Drei answers plainly.

"That not what I was going to say!", Ein stated becoming even more flustered.

"No, it's what the internet says.", Drei answers back, "Now go save some lives!"

Ein gives an exasperated sigh, "Just...just go help Zwei. I'll continue to watch from above."

"Can do. By the way, this may sound weird, but do you feel a draft?", Drei inquired earning a confused look from Ein. Ein's eyes widened when she noticed the condition of Drei's cloths; which were now full of holes

"Ah, Drei your cloths.", Ein said standing up and earning a raised eyebrow from Drei, "What?"

"Uhhh...", Drei utters gesturing at the entire front of Ein's dress covers in little holes. Even one of her nipples was exposed. Both examine their clothes surprised by the state they were in then locking eyes with equally deadpanned and annoyed expressions.

"Zwei.", the stated in unison.

"Gods, I thought she grew out of this habit.", Ein bewailed.

"I was afraid this may happen again.", Drei says before reaching into in her dress pulling out a mini sewing kit, "Alright bend down, let's start with the nip slip."

...

The memorial site proved to be an enjoyable experience for Caleb and the girls. Mirabelle and Lyca already knew fair a bit about its cultural significance so he spent most of that time teaching Camilla. She appeared to quite be engaged in how the site was the finally resting place of a Civil War general who established several protected nature reserves around Alabama. Camilla even mentioned how she was teaching her first spells during that time.

After getting their fill of history, they proceeded back to mainland on the gondola. It was enjoyable ride until they had to stop Lyca from hanging off the rails skating on the water...again. Their next destination was Kami House.

...

Camilla wore a profoundly confused expression as she struggled to comprehend the bizarre structure before her. A large multi-colored store with multiple posters of anime and gaming characters and signs advertising new releases covered much of the outer glass. The roof had a large plastic purple turtle shell with what appeared to be a bald, bearded human in a Hawaiian shirt holding purple staff and giving a peace sign. She turned to Caleb hoping he would provide some insight only to see him and Mirabelle in a starry-eyed trance; as if they were staring in the face of God. Lyca then nudged Camilla's shoulder.

"They always get like this when come here. Give it a sec.", Lyca nonchalantly informs as her tail sways happily.

"Holy shit they have the Sword and Shield volume out!", "They have Sailor Moon Eternal first edition?!", The two exclaimed ecstatically. They both eagerly pushed the doors open disappearing inside. Lyca went to the door holding it open while gesturing Camilla to follow.

"Come on, I may not be in to books much, but there's lots of other fun stuff to do here.", Lyca stated before going inside. Feeling the only alternative was to stand outside with random strangers, she went inside to join them. Once again, her senses were assaulted by the sights before her. The building was filled with the sound of upbeat anime music, chatter, noises from the gaming lounge and the checkout counter. All around her, there seemed to be something to catch her eye. The strange balloon-like decorations of famous anime and video game characters. The beautifully decorated shelves full of a multitude of manga and other forms of literature. The display cases with highly valued vintage figurines of well-known gaming and anime characters with all kinds merchandise from board games to toys to clothing; some of which were tailored to various species. Then there was arcade-like room with machines imported straight from Japan. She was even more surprised to see a few human and even liminals dressed in strange, flamboyant costumes.

"Camilla, over here!", Caleb calls out from table near manga section getting the demoness' attention. She walks over to him ignoring the stares from a few people around her before finally arriving at the table. She saw Mirabelle behind him searching through the shelves while Lyca was enthralled watching two humans dancing on a machine with a flashing screen and waiting for a turn.

"So, waddaya ya think?" Caleb inquires.

Camilla looks around trying to find the right word, "It's... different. Certainly nothing I am used to, and I do not understand anything I'm looking at...but it's all quite interesting."

"Heh yeah I suppose it's kind of overwhelming for most normies but don't worry I'll teach you slowly.", Caleb says oblivious to the double entendre. Camilla, however, caught it and gave him an intrinsic look.

Camilla followed him to a nearby shelf with Mirabelle still occupied in her search, "Perdomeme Señor, but how does any of this teach me about American culture?"

"Well, technically, it doesn't we're pretty much just hanging out. But we can choose to look at as an example of other cultures assimilated into this country and how Liminals will eventually follow that trend. You know, the whole 'melting pot' I mentioned earlier.", Caleb explained searching through the light novel section.

"I guess that works.", Camilla says with hint of incredulity in her voice, "Are there any books ju would recommend Señor?"

Caleb pulls out book and presents it to her, "You seem like woman of refine taste, so I think this is up your alley.", he says before she takes in hand while flushing at his compliment. She examines the cover which featured a woman with devil horns wearing a beautiful red dress and a heroic, but average-looking man with a knight's sword.

"Maoyuu M-maou Yuusha?", Camilla experimentally reads out the title immediately feeling an odd sensation on her tongue speaking foreign language, "What is it about?"

"I'm not going to spoil too much, but gist of it is this Hero goes to slay the Demon King but later finds out the King is actually a woman, so really Demon Queen. Anyway, he learns she's not evil and wants bring humans and demons together to coexist peacefully. So, they set out on a journey to accomplish that.", Caleb explains.

Camilla mused clearly intrigued by his explanation, "Interesante (interesting)"

"I've only watched like part of the anime but been meaning to read the book.", Caleb says as Camilla flipping through the pages.

"Dear, look!", Mirabelle happily chimes clipping up to Caleb with a small stack of manga, "I got the last copy of Eternal...and I found 2 volumes of Parfait Girls.", Mirabelle says with an aura of pride and she presented the laminated, plastic covered copy of the Sailor Moon manga.

"That great Moon pie, wish I had the same luck. The shelf with the 'Sword and Shield' volumes is empty as hell.", Caleb responds with slight defeat in his tone.

"O-oh, I'm sorry Dear.", Mirabelle says shifting into a concerned tone and demeanor. Caleb senses this and lays a hand on her head.

"Hey now, don't trip, I'll get a copy next time.", Caleb says patting her head, "You wanna read a little before we buy?"

Mirabelle grins at him, "Yes Dear, I honestly want to read a little more into these volumes of Parfait Girls before I decide if I want to buy them."

"I swear you're getting more like me by the day.", Caleb says half-sarcastically.

"Imitation IS the highest form of flattery.", She replies with a smirk.

"Why have flattery when I can have admiration?", Caleb quips returning a Cheshire-like grin. Mirabelle playfully pushes against his shoulder with chuckle. Caleb grins at her before noticing Camilla's engaged but annoyed expression and muttering in Spanish as she flipped through the book.

"You uh, you ok over there Camilla?", Caleb inquires as Mirabelle turns her attention to the frustrated demoness.

"J-Jes...I am fine, Señor.", Camilla answers trying to hide her frustration.

"Oh, what are you reading Ms. Sar-I... I mean Camilla?", Mirabelle inquired.

Camilla closed the book showing the cover, "A novella Señor Caleb suggested."

"You don't like it?", Caleb asked a bit concerned the content may have offended her somehow.

"No, no Señor that's not it. I...", Camilla trailed off looking away in embarrassment, "I can't read much of it. My English is good when spoken...but I still struggle with reading in your language."

Caleb thought for a second before stepping up to her, "Oh is that all? No need to be embarrassed, that's what I'm here for remember? Come on, I'll help you read it."

Camilla gave him a surprised and elated look. The last time she told a man that, he simply mocked her making her feel stupid.

"W-We can use the quiet room. I don't see many people in there right now", Mirabelle adds gesturing to the part of the building with a room surrounded by sound-proof glass walls with two long wooden tables and a large window.

"Sounds like a plan.", Caleb says before turning to Camilla, "You?"

"J-Jes muchas gracias, Señor.", Camilla replies before a thought occurs to her, "Wait, what about Señorita Lyca? Will she be ok by herself?"

Suddenly, the sounds of people cheering could be heard near the gaming area. The three peered over to see a small crowd of humans and liminals surrounding the 'Dance Dance Revolution' stations and someone dancing to Ed Sheeran's 'Cross me'. Upon closer inspection, they realized in was Lyca. Her rhythmic and provocative movements were filled with energy that whipped the crowd into more of a frenzy. By the end of the song, Lyca lands with a backflip howling to the ceiling as people cheered with some even howling with her.

"I think she'll be fine", Caleb says turning to Camilla and Mirabelle who giggled at how much fun Lyca was having, "Let me see if I can find another copy of that Camilla. You guys go on ahead I'll be there in a bit."

"Si Señor", "Ok Dear", both spoke before leaving as Caleb began searching the shelf where he found the first copy.

A few minutes later Caleb returned to them. Mirabelle was sit-...well, more accurately, standing at the table already engrossed in one of the volumes and Camilla sat at the table with the book in front of her patiently waiting before noticing Caleb.

"Did you find another one Señor?", Camilla inquired.

"Yeah about that, looks like THAT is the only copy they have?", Caleb stated walking in to join them as Mirabelle finally notices his presence. Camilla gives a slightly disappointed before he continues, "Looks like we've just have to share."

Camilla nods plainly with a hum. A couple second later his words fully register, "Q-Què?!", she gasps in surprise as he takes the seat next to her. Mirabelle looks up with equal parts surprised and anxious.

"What? I said I'd help you with read it and I figure sharing the same book would let me accurately see which words you have trouble with.", Caleb told them and himself while turning to the first page, "Plus, this is a really great story and I'm sure you'll enjoy it."

Camilla mused for a second glancing at Mirabelle then to the table.

Mirabelle gives a skeptical look at Caleb unsure of how to feel about the situation. Then Caleb locked eyes with her giving her look that said, 'It's ok, nothing's going to happen.' Mirabelle ruminated before giving him a small grin choosing to trust them.

Caleb nods before scooting his chair closer to Camilla who instantly tenses up when their shoulders touch, "Alright, let's get started.", he says holding the book open from one side.

Camilla's heart palpitated, and her wings and tail quivered as her cheeks flushed pink. She mentally smacks herself to regain control of herself then exhales taking the other half of the book in her right hand.

"S-Si, let us...Señor.", Camilla utters unable to suppress the small grin on her face.

...

An hour and a half passes. In that time, Caleb and Camilla had gotten through two chapters of the light novel. She struggled with pronunciation of several adjectives and conjunctions, but Caleb would help her sound them out and explain their meaning within the sentence. As they continued into the story, Camilla expressed her fascination with its world building and even started becoming invested in the female lead's personality and motivation. Caleb was clearly putting in a lot of effort to ensure she fully appreciated the story which warmed her heart. She really enjoyed the relationship between the Demon Queen and the Human Hero so far; it made her think of her and Caleb in a way. It certainly didn't help they sitting shoulder-to-shoulder sharing quality time together almost...like a couple. A few times she had to suppress that thought; even fight the urge to pull him closer, rest her head on his shoulder, or wrap her tail around them. Across the table, Mirabelle would glance up at them curious of their conversation or short laughs they shared. She was a bit conflicted. One hand, she was glad to see two people she cared about enjoying themselves. On another...her boyfriend was uncomfortably close to a woman who, not even a WEEK ago, confessed she was in love with him. She had finally bonded with Camilla and wanted to give her the benefit of the doubt. But...she decided she'd still watch them a bit.

Another hour passes. Caleb and the girls finished their reading session in peace and were preparing to leave. They went to get Lyca from the gaming area only to find her surrounded by several humans and liminals many of whom praising her. Apparently, she had become quite popular lately thanks to her skills. After saying her goodbyes, Lyca rejoined Caleb's group. He purchased the new Sailor Moon and Parfait Girls volumes for Mirabelle much to her delight. Camilla, while unconvincing, wanted to put the novel back. Caleb didn't buy it knowing how engaged she was when they were reading and got it for her anyway; even insisting on reading with her again. She relented but wholeheartedly accepted his offer. As they were walking out of the building, Camilla looked back at the odd establishment then to her bag in hand. While she still doesn't understand anything in there, she at least feels like she understands a little more about Caleb; that was good enough for her.

"So, where to now gang?", Caleb asked as they strolled through shopping center.

"Can we get some food? I'm starrrrrving.", Lyca emphasizes rubbing her stomach.

"Heh, you should be hungry. Little dancing queen.", Caleb teased.

"Hey, you can't deny these moves son.", Lyca replies doing a smooth, stationary turn then striking a shoulder pose. Caleb and Mirabelle playfully made 'pffft' sounds while Camilla simply giggles in amusement.

"Nah but yeah, for I'm getting' kind of hungry too. What about you Moon pie? Camilla?", Caleb asked the them respectively.

"I am feeling a bit peckish myself.", Mirabelle replies.

"Si, I could go for something. Not sure what though.", Camilla answers.

"Well could go to this place nearby called 'Urban Cookhouse'. They got plenty of options that'll cater to each of your tastes.", Caleb says intriguing them.

The group continued their way into the large complex passing a multitude of stores and crowds of people. Camilla could still feel the judgmental stares of the frequent passerby but ignored them. Soon they arrived in the food court area. There were 12 different restaurants lining the area with skylight above to allow natural light for the plants. Several large circular tables with red and white parasols seated dozens of people; mostly humans but also a few liminals with their hosts. The delicious fragrance of freshly cooked meals wafted through area inciting the growling stomachs of famished patrons.

Caleb and the girls made their way through the crowd before arriving at Urban Cookhouse. The restaurant featured a very contemporary but modern Southern theme with decorations featuring everything from Crimson Tide football to Hollywood movies. In the far end, there was a small bar with a wide assortment of alcohol. Waitresses in yellow and black uniforms could be seen carrying plates and trays of food to patrons. There were tables and booths; some of which were occupied mostly by humans. The only liminals in the restaurant were two female Nekomata, a female dwarf, and a male Inari, each with their respective hosts. The scent of grilled meat and sautéed meals permeated the air while modern country rock played throughout the day and restaurant.

"Aww man can you smell that meat?", Lyca speaks with her tongue hanging out tail wagging excitedly.

"Yeah, smells like lunch.", Caleb stated walking up to the empty reception desk and ringing the bell. Immediately, an African-American woman in yellow and black uniform came from walking towards the podium.

"Welcome to Urban Cookhouse! Would you like a table or booth?", The podium woman spoke in chipper voice.

"We'll need a table that can seat myself and my wards.", Caleb stated as politely as possible while showing her his ICEP host ID.

"Ohhh, you're a host for ICEP. We just got some chairs and tables that can be adjusted to accommodate most liminals body types. The instructions are posted on the labels.", The woman answered typing on her touchpad before taking out a stack of menus, "You are at table 5, here are your menus."

Caleb thanks her, grabs his menu, then went to their table. The woman greeted Caleb's homestays as they passed handing them each a menu. She hesitated, smile fading and eyes widening in shock, when Camilla stepped up. The woman avoided eye contact her voice becoming nervous as she shakily handed the demoness the plastic menu.

"Keep it.", Camilla uttered walking past to go sit with her host. The podium woman was confused but relieved at the same time.

Camilla calmly takes her seat with her host family next to Caleb. Mirabelle was showing Lyca what different items on the menu meant. Caleb looks up from his noticing Camilla sit down with them.

"Where's your menu Camilla?", Caleb asks her before Mirabelle and Lyca turned their attention to her.

"No, Señor. I just didn't want it.", Camilla replies with a cold expression doing her best to control her tone, "I'm fine with whatever ju order."

Caleb could feel something was off but knew pressing her would only make her more upset. Best let her come out on her own accord.

"Hey now, that's no good. It's not fair to you.", Caleb then showed her his menu, "Here, see anything you like?"

Camilla expression softened before scanning the menu items as Caleb read out what some of them said. At that moment, another woman wearing the same uniform as the podium woman came from the doors to the kitchen. She came to Caleb's table with her touchpad and pen.

"Good afternoon, my name is Cheryl and I'll be your waitress today. Are you ready to order?", Waitress Cheryl spoke in an equally chipper tone.

"I am! I'd like two steaks with mashed potatoes and gravy but no green beans. Oh, and blueberry ice tea.", Lyca stated her tail wagging as it thumped against the chair.

Waitress Cheryl smiled and giggled as she typed out the order, "Ok, anyone else?"

"Yes, I would like a large garden variety salad, no meat please. Oooh with a side of parmesan roasted carrots and a blueberry ice tea also but with a bit of honey.", Mirabelle says as the waitress types in her order before turning to Caleb and Camilla with a toothy grin. The two had been having a small discussion up until now; Camilla notices the annoying human woman staring at her.

"And what will you have sir and... ma'am?", Waitress Cheryl utters as Camilla glared at her with steely, unamused eyes.

"I'll have...the honey roasted garlic chicken with cheese broccoli and I'll have diet Dr. Pepper.", Caleb turn to Camilla, "Camilla?"

Camilla glances at him before inhaling, "Cajun spiced baked chicken with red beans and rice. Water is fine."

Waitress Cheryl types their orders down then beam at them, "Ok, your meals will be ready very soon.", she says before taking their menus then heading back to the kitchen.

Caleb notices Camilla messing with the hem of the table with an irritated expression.

"Camilla, is everything alright?", he inquired as Mirabelle and Lyca took notice.

"Jes Señor, I am fine?", Camilla answers keeping her eyes fixated to table.

"You...don't look fine Ms. Sartana. Is there something bothering you? If so, we're here for you.", Mirabelle says with a worried expression.

"Moon Pie's right, you're safe here?", Caleb assures.

"Am I?", Camilla states coldly, "I haven't been the most welcome face since we've arrived. All these contemptible eyes staring at me and the awful things I hear them say. I ignore them of course but with my enhanced hearing their words still linger. Even now I hear every word whispered by the humans around us."

Mirabelle, Lyca, and Caleb exchanged looks. Mirabelle noticed out the corner of her eye a group of people in a booth staring at them and whispering. There was an elderly woman who held up a small metal crucifix necklace and kissing it before muttering under her breath. Lyca focused her hearing and could indeed hear the mean things they were saying about her; she clenched her first emitting a low growl.

"Camilla, listen, I know it's easier said than done to just ignore what people say. Sometimes you just can't, especially when they're everywhere you go. But that's why we're all together today. We have each other so whatever they have to say don't mean shit.", Caleb says.

"Yeah, what Chief said. All of you are great and if anybody says otherwise I'll make them take it back...after I knock out their teeth.", Lyca emphasizes with an unhealthy smile cracking her knuckles. Mirabelle and Camilla gave her dubious looks

"Hopefully we won't get to that point but like the enthusiasm.", Caleb says making Lyca chuckle happily, "So let's continue to enjoy our outing together and block out the bullshit."

Camilla glances away a few times, "I-I know Señor, I do but..."

"Look if you hear something that's mess, just do what black people: 'Ain't got time for that' ", Caleb emphasizes making a gesture like he's pushing something to the side, "uh-oh here bullshit, Ain't got time for that'. Here come some more, 'Ain't got time for that' "

Mirabelle and Lyca giggle at him as Camilla couldn't help cracking a smile.

"Oh, Moon pie, bullshit to your right"

Mirabelle copied his gesture, " 'Ain't got time for that' ", She says chuckling alongside Caleb and Lyca with Camilla starting to giggle lightly.

"Bullshit, comin' at ya Lyca."

" 'Ain't got time for that' ", She says with the gesture and adding the head rocking thing inciting harder chuckles as Camilla snorted a bit.

"Here that come bullshit pimpin' up on ya Camilla."

Camilla smiled then did her own version of the gesture with her wings partially spread behind her, " 'Ain't got time for that'., Camilla burst into laughter unable to hold it and being joined by the others. The other patrons stared at their table in confusion.

"Oh now, girl put some swag on it.", Caleb commented as Camilla smiled at him.

"Thank you for waiting.', came the voice of Waitress Cheryl as she pushed a cart small cart with their food on trays. She went around the table individually handing everyone their meals, drinks, and cutlery, "Enjoy your meal."

"Thanks!" "Gracias Señora!", Caleb and girls thanked her with Camilla putting in a bit more effort. The waitress was surprised but smiled at her before leaving. Lyca instantly dug into her steaks.

Caleb gave Camilla a sly grin, "Someone is in a better mood."

"Thanks to mi Anfitrión(host) and his weirdness.", Camilla replied cheekily.

"You get used to it.", Mirabelle added before eating a fork full of lettuce.

"Chief is Chief, nuff said.", Lyca tacks on.

"I guess my personality is an acquired taste.", Caleb says cuts off a piece of chicken then taking a bite, "Mmm, speaking of taste."

...

Minutes passed as Caleb and the girls enjoyed their lunch and each other's company. They cracked a few jokes here and there, talked about movies. Mirabelle and Caleb even had a little fun feeding each other parts of their food; Camilla watched them feeling a bit left out. That is until Lyca began sharing her mashed potatoes with Mirabelle and Caleb to which Caleb fed her a little of his chicken. Camilla, feeling less reserved, offered some of her chicken to Caleb who, at first put off by the nasal burning spicy aroma, gave it a try. It was spicy, sure, but also sweet and juicy which he kindly expressed much to the demoness' delight. It wasn't long before their table was full of pleasant conversation and literal bread breaking. For Camilla, the nasty comments made by some of the patrons seemed to fall on deaf ears.

...

While that was going on, a silhouette of tall figure appeared came strolling through the shopping area. She had beautiful sunlight yellow blonde hair, ocean blue eyes, pearly white skin, and slim, dainty hands. Her attire consisted of blue skinny jeans, yellow blouse, dark blue high heels, and diamond necklace with a tiny inverted crucifix. Her appearance was that of a woman in her mid-20s with a slightly curvaceous figure, flat tight ass, B-cup breasts, long shapely legs, plump pink lips, and rosy cheeks. But her most striking features were her large snow-white angel wings.

'Hmm, where shall I dine today.', She gracefully strolls before he attention came to sign that said, 'Urban Cookhouse' before smirking, 'This seems like a quaint area and maybe the humans here are just as gullible.'

...

Back to Caleb's group, they were just finishing their meal. The waitress had returned inquiring if they wanted dessert. Caleb declined deciding to be a good boy while Mirabelle and Camilla ordered the strawberry cheesecake and Lyca wanted the apple pie.

"Perdomeme Señora, where is your restroom?", Camilla asked the waitress.

"Yes, it's around that corner women to the left.", she answered.

"Gracias.", Camilla replies before getting up following the directions she was told. A minute later, the elderly Caucasian woman got up grabbing her walking cane and headed there too.

...

"Good afternoon, my child.", the angel spoke in a grandiose fashion. The lady at the front desk stood speechless at the heavenly being before her and couldn't help grinning ear to ear.

"I-I... yes, good afternoon! Welcome, ha-ha I'm sorry but...it's just...you're an angel!", the podium lady giggles trying to contain her excitement.

'Ugh, another one THESE humans.', the angel thought while maintaining an accepting smile before saying, "Ah yes, and I'm happy to be greeted by one of my master's beautiful creations."

The podium lay beams at her, "O-oh thank you but it's an honor to have a true emissary of the Lord here. You know I always, always pay my tithes and our Pastor has-"

"Yes, that's wonderful!", the angel interrupts, "However, I am quite exhausted from my...angelic...duties and would like rest and partake of your earthly cuisine."

"Oh, oh I'm sorry, please right this way, taking any table you wish ma'am.", the podium lady says handing her a menu.

"Certainly, bless you child.", the angel grins while thinking, ' Motor-mouth idiot."

...

Moments later Camilla exited the women's restroom, having finished washing and drying her hands, and made her way back to her table. She suddenly finds herself face-to-face with the old woman who pauses starring dumbfounded at Camilla.

"Oh, perdomeme Mada-", Camilla put her hand up excusing herself when the old woman let out a startled shriek. The patrons, including Caleb's table, turned to the source of the noise. The old woman pointed her cane at Camilla screaming hysterically while stepping backwards, "No no, it's ok Madam-"

"Stay aw-AHH", the old woman shrieks before tripping over her foot landing on her back with a loud thud.

"HEY!", a hefty, bald man from yelled out angrily jumping his booth rushing over to his mother who was groaning in pain, "YOU GET THE HELL AWAY FROM HER!", the man yelled with a facing looking like he was going to rip Camilla to shreds. Instinctively, knowing he won't listen no matter what she says, she prepared to defend herself with all she had. Suddenly, Caleb jumped up and rushed to her.

"Whoa, whoa sir calm down a second.", Caleb interjected as the man stopped glaring furiously between him and Camilla while seeing about his mother. Mirabelle turned to them worriedly and Lyca went into full attack mode watching the irate man's every move prepare to defend Camilla and her Chief.

"Calm down. Calm down?! That damn hell spawn attacked my mother and you expect me to CALM DOWN?! Who you think you are, asshole!", The man growled.

"Listen, sir I'm her host for the Exchange program, I'm responsible for her and I saw everything. Camilla wasn't attacking her, your mom just tripped, and she was trying help her-", Caleb explained only to be interrupted when the man stepped up towering a foot over Caleb.

"Horseshit. That thing is a spawn of Satan! She's evil, purely evil! And you let it live with you?! You're just as much to blame your worthless fuck!", the man shouted as Caleb refused to back down for fear of what he's do to Camilla. Or more accurately, what CAMILLA would do to him. Even from behind he could feel her rage burning and her piercing demon eyes narrow at the man. A younger woman, possibly his wife, came from behind and help comfort the still traumatized and trembling elderly woman leaving two youngest children with their teenage daughter. Lyca emitted a deep growl just seconds away from ripping the man apart. Caleb senses this and makes a gesture that he could handle. Mirabelle was afraid but tried her hardest not to panic; she wanted to be ready to help her Dear however she could.

"Goodness, what is happening her-?", came voice unknown to everyone. Turning to the source, their eyes widen in shock to the woman with angel wings standing beside one of the tables. Camilla's wrathful expression intensified when she and the angel locked eyes. Camilla's spread her bat-like wing's slightly showing her sharpened teeth while the angel spread her wings and glared at Camilla.

Caleb, Mirabelle and Lyca exchanged quick questioning glances. The man backed away from Caleb dumbfounded.

"What...is this foul creature doing here? Don't tell me this a den of heathens?", The angel sneered.

"I say it was fairly pleasant until ju stepped in, self-righteous, callous shrew!", Camilla scoffed.

"You know her?", Caleb whispers back to Camilla.

" No, but filthy Angels are always the same.", Camilla hisses glaring daggers at the equally irate angel.

Suddenly, the elderly Caucasian woman breaks away from her daughter-in-law, "Oh praise be to Jesus! I prayed, I asked God to protect us from the enemy and the Lord answered me. He sent one of his angels to move the devil out!", the old woman wept clinging to the Angel clothes. The angel woman stood confused and a little annoyed at old human geezer stretching out her blouse.

"You...you really answered my mama's prayers? You came down to help us?!", the man asked looking at her in amazement.

The Angel blinked at him pondering the situation, "Uhhhh...yeah...Yes! I... have descended from on high with urgent commands from the Almighty to protect Miss... Miss..."

"Carpenter?", the man (whose last name is Carpenter apparently) asked.

"Carpenter! Miss Carpenter, yes.", the Angel answered hastily with a proud smile. Camilla rolled her eyes as Caleb gave her a skeptical glare, " I, Azaeli Lockhart, have to come protect and to vanquish the demon before you!"

'Hehehe, not how I saw my day going, but after I have some fun wiping the floor with this Dorito eared slut, I can get these hee-haws to treat me a meal and maybe even do a bit of shopping for me', The angel thought with giggle.

"Come on and try ju loud-mouth, piss-haired Punta! I'll TEAR those chicken wings apart!", Camilla snarled moving past Caleb; her body surrounded in shimmering red aura and demonic eyes aglow. Azaeli the Angel spread her wings out with a gold aura enrapturing her body. got his mother and back away as she continued her godly praises. Mirabelle and Lyca shuddered not sure what to do.

Caleb suddenly steps in between them, "ENOUGH! Nobody is tearing or 'vanquishing' anybody, you got that! Sir, instead of jumping to conclusions, just ask your mother what happened."

"I don't need to ask! I see it with my own eyes, your fuckin' demon pushed her down!", The man shouted at Caleb glaring at him. Camilla and Azaeli shifted their back and forth from the human between to each other.

"And I say she didn't. Camilla was like 3 feet away from her when she fell.", Caleb stated.

"This harlot could've simply used her demon magic!", Azaeli pointed out to Caleb and rousing man in agreement.

"Oh really. I didn't see a seal. Camilla can only use her magic by first creating a seal.", Caleb retorted locking eyes with the Angel who glared at him contemptibly.

'Who does this insect think he is?', Azaeli thought before replying, "Irrelevant, demons like her have all kinds of tricks! How are you sure she hasn't worked her wickedness on you my child?"

"What are you talking about now?", Caleb inquired becoming increasingly irritated by this girl making things worse.

"She's a Succubus is she not? How you sure you're being manipulated by her charm spells? Hers is a race stained in hedonistic sexual depravity; perhaps she's manipulating you another way.", Azaeli says with a small 'I got you now' smirk directed at Caleb. Camilla's eyes widened with rage while her aura surged more violently now changing to a reddish-black. Caleb jaw dropped as he struggled to find words of how shocked and angry he was right now. Then he noticed Camilla step passed him.

"Ju...JU Perra ángel sin refinar vil (vile, indignant angel bitch), I'll pluck off every feather and shove them down your lying throat!", She snarled in her demonic voice frightening the man and his family as well as several patrons. She created two black magic seals with red symbols pointing towards the angel. Azaeli smirks summoning four yellow magic seals; two near her palms, two on her wings. Caleb started feeling his heart race.

"DON'T TALK ABOUT CAMI AND CHIEF LIKE THAT! I'll kick the holy shit out of you!", Lyca snarled baring her fangs at the angel.

"T-That's right! You have no right to disrespect Ms. Sartana when you don't even KNOW her!", Mirabelle reprimanded.

Azaeli scoffed at them, "Are you his homestays as well? Clearly, you've been brainwashed as well. Though I suppose it isn't THAT difficult to control more simple-minded creatures."

Mirabelle and Lyca's jaw dropped clearly stunned and angered. Even Caleb could feel his blood boiling over, but he had to hold it together for all their sake. He then noticed a few of the patrons had their phones pointed at them. Lyca roughly pushed her chair aside and barks, "That's it!"

"LYCA STOP!", Caleb shouted throwing a hand towards her halting the She-wolf assault. Caleb then turn to Camilla grabbing her hand. The sudden feeling of someone touching her made her turn her burning demonic eyes towards the culprit.

"Let me go Se-", she started before he cut her off.

"NO, Camilla please stop! Don't give them anything else to use against you! We can just leave right now!", Caleb pleads as the intensity in her demonic eyes soften a bit as she stared back at his.

"Hmph, attacking a faithful servant of God and then attempting to flee when backed in a corner. You're not only a heathen, but a COWARD as well.", Azaeli chides them. Camilla, Lyca, and Mirabelle simultaneously felt her words sting them while Caleb paused a moment. It's been a long time since he's heard someone say that to him; he could already feel bad memories resurfacing.

"How dare ju?", Camilla uttered her aura surging. Caleb snapped out of it and quickly withdrew his hand feeling like it just stuck with several red-hot needles. Camilla's eyes emitted black flame-like wisps as she glared at the angel and spoke in her distorted voice, "How fucking dare ju?"

Camilla charged up a black ball with pulsating red lightning as the Azaeli's magic seal began spinning rapidly with yellow diamond-like heads appearing in their centers. Mr. Carpenter hurried his mother and wife away to safety. Caleb looked back at Mirabelle as they struggled to find a way to stop this.

"WAIT!", called a familiar voice drawing the attention of everyone including the two warring liminals. It was the waitress from earlier, Cheryl, and standing next to her was a tall, tan-skinned in business casual with a name tag that had the restaurant logo above his name, 'Randy', "I told our manager the situation he has something to say."

Manager Randy stepped forward, "Thank you, I just checked our security feed from our camera near the restrooms where your mother was supposedly pushed by this Demon. She in fact was NOT pushed but reacted in fear upon seeing the demon and made a misstep when backing away. This demon appeared to attempt to CALM her before she fell. You're welcome to see for yourselves."

Caleb, Lyca, and Mirabelle looked at Manager Randy incredibly thankful for his action. Mr. Carpenter exchanged questioning stares between his wife and mother. Even Camilla stared at the waitress and manager stunned these humans she BARELY knows would bother getting involved on her behalf. She glanced at Caleb and the others then to Azaeli before thinking a moment. She sighed lowering her arms-dissipating the spell-as her hostile aura faded away much to Azaeli's surprise. Camilla moved back to her table still watching the angel closely. Azaeli scoffed refusing to be beaten.

"Oh, you humans put too much faith in technology. Obviously, this demon used her powers of corruption to alter what you saw on the video.", Azaeli stated matter-of-factly. Caleb and the girls gave her dubious looks. Mr. Carpenter and along with few other people in booths looked at her curiously.

"I didn't know they could do that.", Mr. Carpenter said.

"Yes, her kind are masters in all forms of trickery! Where do all this 'fake news' as you say comes from?", Azaeli stated as Mr. Carpenter and few others gazed at her in realization.

"That...that makes perfect sense!", a random guy stated.

"They're trying to control us all!", another random guy stated.

Azaeli smirks to herself. Then Caleb walks up to her getting her attention.

"Excuse me, I'm a man of science so I'm gonna be the voice of reason. Even NOW I still have my reservations when it comes to magic; and I've see some fairy godmother type stuff on a regular basis. BUT if YOU expect me, or anyone not crazy to accept that 'magic creates hostile media' bullshit you're spitting, then YOU must be snorting some bad angel dust!", Caleb stated at her clearly having enough. Azaeli gasp at him with an irritated glare before calming down grinning at him.

"HEY! You can't talk to her like that! She's an angel sent by God himself!", Mr. Carpenter shouted outraged and was soon joined by several other men and women. Azaeli turns to them with a loving smile.

"It's ok children! This man is but a lost soul corrupted by the temptations of Lucifer and his followers. No worries, I shall defeat this Demon and 'purify' him along with those who side with him.", Azaeli says with an unhealthy grin before summoning a magic seal big enough to shield the entire front of her body. She directed it at Caleb's group as her new followers voiced their approval. Camilla prepared to go on the defensive as Lyca got into a lunging position. Cheryl and her Manager Randy ducked under the table in confusion and fear. Mirabelle went to Caleb's side clutching her hand to his. As Azaeli prepared her spell, her eyes locked with Caleb's and was surprised to see his eyes beginning to turn a bright shade of purple.

"ENOUGH!", came a new voice. Caleb, the girls, Azaeli and many of the patrons turned towards the restaurant entrance to see a rather short woman ( almost the size of a human child) dressed in mini black business suit with white collar shirt, black high heels, and wearing black sunglasses. As she did her 'boss ass bitch' walk towards them, they noticed the bushy lime green fur tail swaying with her movements and triangular, erect ears twitching. Caleb and girls instantly recognize her as Drei. Waitress Cheryl and Manager Randy poke their heads at the top of the table. She stops right between Azaeli and Caleb's group, "This has all gone on far enough!"

'Where did this pint-sized pretty woman come from?", Azaeli thought before receding her magic seal and saying in a polite tone, "Oh, and who might you be miss?"

" Agent Bao'ying, ICEP coordinator and MON special forces operative of Thailand ", Drei stated showing off her MON badge as Caleb turned to Mirabelle and the girls and shrugged at their questioning looks, "I was passing through the area when I heard some commotion from this d,establishment. So I decided to observe you for a few minutes. You seemed to be working out the issue on your own. Until now at least...", Drei finishes looking at Azaeli who recoiled a bit.

"Well...Ms. Bowling-"

"BAO'ying.", Drei corrected.

"Yes, BAO'ying, my apologies. You must understand that I was merely doing my job as an Angel of God and protecting the faithful.", Azaeli spoke in a kind tone.

"And you believe the best way to do that is by turning this restaurant, FULL of families and innocent bystanders, into a battleground?", Drei replied plainly.

Azaeli tenses up defensively, "W-Well that's not...LOOK I wouldn't harm the faithful! I was merely protecting a follower after THAT heathen allowed his Succubus to attack her!", she stated pointing a finger at Caleb.

Drei turns to Caleb's group pushing her glasses down exposing her eyes. Caleb and the girls were about to say something to her when she interrupted, "Is that so? From I understand, there's proof of that claim being false.", Drei winks at Caleb and girls hoping they get it. Caleb's eyes widen in realization.

"Y-Yes ma'am, that is correct.", said Manager Randy popping from his crouched position nonchalantly brushing his clothing off, "I can show you if that would help."

"Certainly, I trust you have a laptop so others can view as well?", Drei inquired.

"Yes, ma'am. I can get it right now.", Manager Randy said about to leave for his office when Azaeli spoke up.

"Wait! There's no point in going through that! No matter what it shows, that demon corrupted the footage with her magic.", Azaeli stated becoming annoyed.

Drei turns to her unflinchingly, "Oh? Do you have any proof of that claim?"

Azaeli tenses again, "It's what her kind do! They're always manipulating people and media for their their own selfish gains!"

"So do lawyers, politicians, hackers, and your average social media troll. It still doesn't prove anything.", Drei stated plainly much to the angels chagrin.

"Are you...", Azaeli inhales sharply, calming herself but still quite irritated, "Ok, but since you're with ICEP, then you must arrest THAT heathen for having sexual relations with that beast!", Azaeli stated pointed an accusing finger at Caleb and Camilla respectively. Caleb had to hold Camilla and himself back from snapping at her deciding to let Drei handle this.

Drei just gave her another plain glare, "Is that so? Do you have any proof of that as well? And kindly refrain from saying something along the lines of, 'It's what her kind do.' "

Azaeli appeared to be at a loss for words at this point. Even some of her followers began murmuring behind her.

'Fucking...who does this damn, fox-eared midget think she is?!', Azaeli thought starting to lose her patience, "Listen, I refuse to allow this dangerous Demon and her associates anywhere near honest, devout followers of our Lord. I demand they be cast out at once!"

Drei tilts her head ponderously, "Hmm, I suppose it would be a risk to allow them to stay. Are you absolutely sure though?"

' Of course I'm sure you stupid little bitch.', Azaeli thought before morphing to a more pleased expression, "I'm glad you understand, perhaps God has shown you the way. Now please, take them away."

Drei nods then turn in the direction of front entrance, "Clear!"

With that, a strong breeze blew into the restaurant disorienting several patrons before Ein appeared in a flash standing before them and surprising Azaeli and the patrons. Ein stood with a cold, stern demeanor.

"This is my partner, Agent Dashānquè.", Ein eyes widened a little then shot a glare at Drei, "Please escort this man and his homestays off the premises at once.", Drei requested much to Azaeli's confusion.

"Come along.", Ein stated hurrying them away from the table. She then got a little closer a whispered, "It's alright, just follow our lead and everything will be fine."

Caleb and the girls simply nodded in understanding.

"Hold on a second! You're just letting them go?! What kind of agent are you?!", Azaeli inquired angrily.

"Who said anything letting them go? I'm just taking them in for questioning. There's the like", Drei answered as Ein began leading them to the exit. Caleb stopped, a thought occurring to him as he went back to the table grabbing the bags from Kami House.

"Wait a second, let me just pay for everything real quick. How much do I owe ya?", Caleb inquired Waitress Cheryl as her Manager watched her. She then took out her small tablet typed it in.

"Total would be 54.73, but you never got your desserts.", Cheryl stated feeling a little bad for them.

"It's fine, here, here's 55.", Caleb handed her the money then slipped her an extra 10, "A tip. Thank you, for everything. Food was fantastic." Cheryl grin for a second then looks at her Manager thoughtfully then back to Caleb's group.

As Caleb the others were being led out, Camilla, Lyca, and Mirabelle exchanged one final glare at Azaeli. Drei then turn bowing slightly in a Wai position towards the Manager apologizing for the inconvenience. In the background, a few people could be heard complaining about lost phones.

Azaeli glared at Drei furiously, "That's it?! After the chaos they caused, you just giving them a slap on the wrist?! That man AND his demon should be punished."

"That man is a host for the cultural exchange. As such, he will be held accountable within our guidelines.", Drei stated walking up to Azaeli removing her glasses allowing her to see her stern, emotionless gaze, "But while we're on that subject, where exactly is your host family?"

Azaeli pauses with a look of being caught, "U-uh...my host...yes umm...", she stutters her mind racing in panic before looking at the man and his family from earlier; an idea forming.

She rushes to hug old lady Carpenter and her family, "Well I AM Ms. Carpenter's Angel. It's only natural I'd be here with them." The elderly woman happily hugged the Angel as Mr. Carpenter grinned along with a few other patrons chuckled at the display. Drei only looked on clearly not convinced in the slightest.

"She's with us, unless that's a problem with you Ms. Coordinator?", Mr. Carpenter says shooting an accusatory glare at Drei.

"No problem, merely a formality. You and family enjoy the rest of your day and I apologize for the inconvenience this evening.", Drei says before turning to leave.

Azaeli's stomach growls audibly, "Ah, it appears I should've had lunch before leaving heaven.", she quipped inciting chuckling among Mr. Carpenter, his family, and a few patrons.

As Drei was leaving, she glanced back at Azaeli who was busy being showered in affection and praise; but not too much to discretely give Drei an arrogantly triumphant grin. Drei wordlessly leaves the restaurant. Drei looked to her left to see Zwei sitting at a bench with a small pile of phones.

"And delete, and delete, and delete, and delete.", Zwei repeated typing on a phone in each hand. She finishes her task and says to Drei , "Evidence eliminated."

"Good.", Drei replies.

"You think this'll be enough though? Info has a way of getting around.", Zwei inquired placing all the phones she confiscated into a shoebox near the restraunts entrance with a sign that said 'Lost Phones.'

"No, but I believe we won't have to worry too much about that. People may talk but they still need proof.", Drei explains.

Zwei stares at the restaurant pensively, "What about the Angel? Wouldn't it be best to deal with her now?"

"She hasn't done anything wrong, legally, it's out of our hands. Did you send the picture of her to Sterling?", Drei inquired.

"Yep."

"Then we'll let him do a background and call it a day."

"Alright, little sis, if you say so. Come on, I'm sure Ein's having a...hell of a time by now.", Zwei quipped.

Drei gave a dry look, "No."

...

"De toda la estupidez, la mentira asenina que alguna vez he tenido el disgusto de aguantar( Of all the stupid, asenine bullshit I have ever had the displeasure of putting up with.), Camilla ranted furiously speed walking ahead as Caleb and the others followed behind her.

"Camilla! Camilla, come on slow down a minute.", Caleb pleaded jogging up beside her as bystanders began staring at them.

"Ms. Sartana, please it's ok!", Mirabelle pleaded trodding to the other side.

"No! It is NOT ok Señorita!", Camilla hissed at Mirabelle making her freeze in terror, "Everything about that was just...just...ARRGHH!", She yells slamming her fist against a nearby concrete wall leaving several impact waves and cracks. The bystanders watching them decided to keep walking. She then turns and walks to the entrance in a huff.

Caleb runs up to catch her, "Camilla-", he taking her hand only for her to slap it away shooting him a stern glare.

"Don't touch me Señor! I didn't need ju to get involved!"

"Would you have preferred me sitting there eating while strangers denounce and vilify my friend?", Caleb replied incredulously.

"We can't just sir by while a family member is trouble.", Lyca added.

"I was fine; dealing with those humans was no issue for me.", Camilla spoke with a strained growl, "What I did expect was one of her kind to show up? Either way, I would've dealt with them all quckly."

"And just HOW would you have dealt with them, Ms. Sartana?", Ein inquired stepping up and locking eyes with Camilla, "I certainly hope for your sake and your host's you weren't going to resort to violence. That would've made it worse for yourself, your host family, and your species!"

Camilla gets up in Ein's face, "Ju really think it could get worse for me and mi pueblo? Races like ju have it so much easier. They see your fluffy ears and tail and call ju adorable! Uno look at me, and I'm a pariah, something to be cast out or destroyed according to their feeble doctrine. So, if I did choose violence, even in the service of defending mi own life, it wouldn't matter to them either way. They have, and always will, HATE us."

Ein didn't relent crossing her arms and speaks in a serious tone, "Regardless of the circumstance, I would still carry out my duty. No matter who is in the wrong. Besides, if Drei hadn't informed us what was happening, things would've gotten very ugly and you along with Mr. Bizzell and Ms. Kessler and Marequine would've suffered greatly. Did you really want that weight on your shoulders?"

Camilla glared at Ein in frustration from the realization she was right.

"M-Ms. Sartana, none of us were going to let them hurt you...but, at the same time, we didn't want you to become something we know you're not.", Mirabelle said walking up to her right side. Camilla gave Mirabelle an inquisitive look.

"You're a great friend Cami. No matter what any of those morons say, we love you no matter what.", Lyca stated appearing to her left side.

Caleb appeared in front of her with a caring smile, "We aren't going to let a few backward-thinking, bible thumping dickheads ruin our day.", he says handing Camilla the bag with the light novel. Her intense expression softened considerably before taking it. Caleb smirked and continued, "By the way, is it me, or did that Angel bitch just LOVE the sound of her own voice? I mean just wah wah wahwahwah wah wah wah wahwah.", he said moving his hand like a mouth.

"Personally, I felt your 'Angel Dust' comment was quite spot on Dear.", Mirabelle adds with a giggle.

"Yeah and she smelled bad too! Like rotten deer meat covered in honey.", Lyca commented holding her nose in revulsion.

"Accurate.", Caleb and Mirabelle spoke simultaneously much to their surprise and amusement. Camilla smiled and giggled lightly at what they were doing for her.

"Excuse me! Coming though, excuse me!", Called the same familiar voice. The group turned to where it was coming from and were surprised to see Waitress Cheryl jogging towards them caring a white bag. She reached the group as Camilla's grin vanished, "H-Hello, sorry to bother you, but I wanted to give you your desserts."

"Oh, wow um...thank you.", Caleb said taking the bag and opening it up to find four cheesecakes in triangular containers. Mirabelle and Lyca beamed happily thanking the waitress while Camilla watched her critically. Caleb then raises an eyebrow, "Wait, there's FOUR cakes here, I'm pretty I didn't order one."

"It's on us. We didn't want you or your homestays leaving our restaurant without fully enjoying our food. You guys seem like nice people.", Cheryl stated humbly before shifting her gaze to Camilla. She wavered slightly meeting Camilla's intense red eyes but found her resolve to say, "U-um...Ms...Camilla? Was it?"

Camilla gives a distrustful and unenthused look before cold speaking, "Si."

Cheryl nods with a grin, "Right ok...I wanted to say...I'm sorry about what happened back there. I didn't want you to leave thinking THAT is what all humans are like. And for what it's worth, you guys are always welcome back here."

The intensity in Camilla's eye began to melt away and was replaced by genuine interest. She didn't quite know how to respond until she noticed Caleb, Lyca and Mirabelle giving her supportive looks then turns the chestnut-haired human woman.

"Gracias...Señorita...but we may not be back too soon.", Camilla spoke.

"That's fine, completely understand, just...letting you know.", Cheryl says before a spark of realization hit her, "Oh, look at me still talking and I'm on my shift. Gotta go, bye!"

"Bye, thanks again!", "Thank you so much, goodbye.", Lyca and Mirabelle stated respectively. The waitress left the group to themselves. Caleb noticed Camilla watch her leave with a pensive look to her face.

Suddenly, Ein's ears twitched feeling a small breeze accompanied by the voice of her sister, Zwei; it was her 'Voice of the Wing' ability.

"Mr. Bizzell, everyone, thank you for your cooperation, I will now return to surveying you from afar.", before any of them could say a word she disappeared with blinding speed.

"Huh, could've at least let me say 'thanks' back.", Caleb pouted a bit before turning to the girls with an emphatic grin, "So girls where would you like to go next? Do some more shopping? Maybe sight see?"

The girls each exchange doubtful looks before Mirabelle spoke first, "Actually Dear, I think I've had enough Southern hospitality for one day."

"Yeah, I second that." , Lyca said her ears furrowed like a sad puppy.

"Ninguna manera ( not a chance) Señor. I've seen enough for today.", Camilla replies plainly.

Caleb's energetic facade quickly deflated, "Haaah thank goodness. Gonna be real with y'all, that bullshit back there drained me and I know it drained y'all too."

Mirabelle smirks snarkily, "And you know what we say about bullshit, don't you Dear?"

Caleb and the others gave surprise looks upon hearing Mirabelle cuss before giving each other understanding looks.

"All together now.", Caleb stated doing his gesture from earlier in the direction of the restaurant then the girls copied him.

"Ain't got time that!", they all stated in unison earning some curious stares from passersby which they couldn't care less about.

...

They left the shopping district with minimal issue or disturbance outside the occasional rude stares and whispers from random pedestrians. They soon boarded the trolley and were on their way back home.

Again, Mirabelle took a seat next to Caleb as Lyca hung close by watching the passing scenery and people boarding the trolley at each stop outside her window. Camilla sat on Caleb's other side getting an odd feeling of content. Caleb handed them each out a container with cheesecake with him saving his for later while they each enjoyed theirs but keeping the bag so they can discard their containers.

...

'Ahhh, just a couple more turns and we can flip this day off and relax.', Caleb thought watching the streets becoming gradually more familiar. He looked around at the other passengers they've since picked up then to his wards. Lyca was talking with one of the passengers, a Kobold. They seemed to be comparing muscle mass and discussing workouts. To his right, Mirabelle rested her head against his shoulder simply enjoying the ambience of the surroundings. To his left, Camilla sat, her legs crossed, arms folded securely against her massive chest, with a pensive expression. Her cheesecake sat in it's container beside her hip, barely eaten. Caleb knew she had plenty on her mind but it still hurt to see her like this.

"H-Hey Cami-", Caleb started only to be interrupted when the trolley came to a screeching hault. The sound of loud angry chanting and screaming could be heard from the outside. Caleb exchanged confused glance between each of his girls as some of the passengers got up to look out the trolley windows. Police sirens could be heard among the noise and was accompanied by an officer speaking into a megaphone. Caleb stood up in his seat joined by Camilla, Lyca, and Mirabelle to see what was happening. He was shocked to see a large crowd of people blocking the streets.

"LOVE IS LOVE, SPECIES IS IRRELEVANT! LOVE IS LOVE, SPECIES IS IRRELEVANT!", chanted the group to the left. The protesters consisted of humans of different races and various liminal species chanting and holding up signs while some were in pairs holding hands.

To the right, Caleb's eyes widened to see several men and women dressed in black military uniforms with red armbands with swastikas on their upper left arms. Then men's heads were shaved bald and some of them had black swastika tattoos on the sides. They carried signs depicting Nazi propaganda and rhetoric glorifying hate and xenophobia. The leader stood between two men-both carrying crimson red flags with a swastika in the center-wore a commander's hat and black cape and spoke in a megaphone.

"We are the National Socialist Party of America! We represent White America! The true and ONLY America! For the last 7 years, we have fought for the purity of this nation against the invasion of monsters, demons, and sub-humans! We are here today to protest and condem the Federal government for allowing INTERSPECIES marriage! This an insult to our pride as true human beings!"

Caleb frowned in disgust before noticing Mirabelle's horrified expression. Camilla appeared just as disgusted as him while looked to him confused but irritated.

"Chief, who are those humans?", Lyca asked with a feeling repulsed.

"Nazis.", Mirabelle uttered before Caleb could answer.

"You know about them?", Caleb inquired surprised.

"My grandmother used to tell me stories about them. The horrible and evil things she along with members of our clan witnessed to the people of Poland.", Mirabelle says retreating behind Caleb.

"Who are they?", Lyca inquired.

"They're a hate group Lyca. They're a group of racist, intolerant people that see other races, especially humans that's aren't Caucasian, as inferior and undeserving of being called 'Americans'. There's several organizations like them all over the country.", Caleb explained as Lyca and Camilla wore expression of utter disgust.

"I don't like them. Who do they think they are?!", Lyca growled.

"Cómo revocador(how revolting)", Camilla hissed glaring at the group.

"Don't know what you said, but you said it.", Lyca agreed.

"Wait...what did they say about marria-", Caleb started but was interrupted by another louder megaphone chanting.

"WHITE POWER! WHITE POWER! WHITE POWER!"

Caleb looked as his stomach sank and his blood began to boil as a group of people dressed in white robs with pointy hats a red marking in the chest joined the other racist group of protesters. A couple of them were dressed in all red or black symbolizing their higher positions. They carried banners and Confederate flags with designs representing white supremacy and few featured the words 'White Knights' on them.

"Now who the hell are they?", Lyca asked angrily.

Caleb took a deep breath speaking through clenched teeth, "They...are the Ku klux klan Lyca sweetheart. They're one of the other hate groups I mentioned earlier."

"We, the Appalachian White Knights Brotherhood are here today alongside our Aryan partners, to speak out against this abomination created by our government! Marriage is a sacred human tradition! How dare they allow these demons and animals try to pervert our way of life?! ", The klan member in black tiraded earning 'boos' from the counter-protestors, "These monsters never have and never will be welcome in this country! America belongs to humans! Pure blooded white Americans; no s**ks, no Jews, no f***ots, no Muslims, and ESPECIALLY no n***ers. Kick them out! Kick them out! Kick them out!"

Suddenly, the trolley began moving again; right through the protesters. Dozens of riots control police officers surrounded the Nazis and Klan members separating them, the counter-protestors, and the trolley. Mon agents were on standby near the protesters on the left. As the trolley passes, the Nazis and Klan members shout racist comments and cursing at the people riding on board. Caleb could feel Mirabelle tighten her grip around his arms and trembling. Lyca was becoming more agitated by the second while Camilla sat trying to tune them out as she gripped the seats tightly.

They heard a shriek from one of the passengers as the sound of glass breaking could be heard. The protesters had begun chucking rocks and other debris at the trolley. Caleb got Mirabelle to sit back down while he shielded her before Camilla put up a large blue magic seal to shield herself, Caleb, and Mirabelle. Lyca ducked and dodged the incoming projectile occasionally catching one and throwing it back.

"Lyca, get behind the barrier!", Caleb stated. Then, not paying close enough attention, a sharp piece of piece of gravel hits her in the forehead making her recoil in pain. Caleb jumped up to help her. She clutches her head before Caleb worriedly attends to her. Luckily, it didn't break the skin but she then turns to the protesters with a savage snarl. The riot police manage to break up the scuffle and led three Neo Nazis that started the pelting away in handcuffs.

"I'll TEAR you bastards apart!", Lyca shouted trying to lunge at the protestersf from one of the windows but Caleb managed to just barely pull her back.

"Lyca, stop! You can't!", Caleb grunted as she struggled in his grasp.

"No! Who are they to say I don't belong here?! I was BORN here dammit! And I'm not inferior! I'm not!", Lyca shouted.

"Señorita, control yourself!", Camilla stated creating a green magic seal. Green energy appeared around Lyca as her movements slowed while she struggled to move. Caleb now able to drag her back to the seat with her in his lap.

He held trying to calm her, "It's ok, it's ok Lyca."

"It's not right! They have no right to say those things!", Lyca shouted her voice cracking into a sob, "All my life I've been told I'm inferior. I leave to escape all that and now...", she stops struggling as tears roll down her eyes.

Caleb pulls her trembling form into an embrace allowing her to sob into his chest.

"It's not...right. Chief, it isn't right.", Lyca whimpers as he strokes her head and back.

"I know, Lyca, I know.", Caleb whispers to her comfortingly while Mirabelle and Camilla came in closer to comfort her as well.

They soon pass through the crowd back on route to their house. Lyca calmed down but remained close to Caleb which Mirabelle allowed and understood. Caleb wanted to say something to make them feel better but came up empty. The rest of the way home they sat in silence allowing themselves to digest what happened.

...

Eventually they made it home and got off the trolley. Caleb disarmed the security locks and no soon as he did Camilla rushed inside followed by Lyca. Mirabelle lingered beside him wanting to say something but just wordlessly stepped inside.

" .."

Caleb turned around to see the Zyklons. Ein and Zwei looked extremely worried while Drei had her usual dry expression but visible signs of concern.

"Hey...what's up?", he listlessly stated.

"Are...you all ok? I'm sorry you －Ein started but he interrupted.

"No! We'll be fine, I'll just talk to them."

"What about Lyca?! Is she...", Zwei inquired with worrying eyes.

"I'll see about her too, trust me. Now please, today has been crazy and I'd like to relax a bit. Thank you all for everything today...I don't feel like cooking but here.", Caleb says taking out his wallet and giving them forty dollars, "Order yourselves some takeout."

Ein took the money, "Thank you sir. B-but are you sure...?"

"Yes. Please, just let me handle this. Again, thank you so much, I'll see you tomorrow.", Caleb utters before stepping inside, closing the door, then arming the security system. The Zyklons stood outside exchanging troubled looks. Ein and Drei went next door as Zwei stared worriedly for extra minute before finally joining her sisters.

…

An hour passed since they returned. At first, Caleb let himself and the girls have their space to fully decompress after today's events. He lay down on the couch staring up at the ceiling in deep thought trying to figure out where everything went to shit. He thought of when that Angel called him a coward. His mind went back to…that day…the day his friends and family turned on him. The day he was marked for life; as a coward…and a murderer by everyone in his home town. Eventually, he realized he was falling back into old habits and decided he needed to stop being so pathetic and focus the girls who need him.

"D-Dear?", came the voice of Mirabelle. Caleb looked up to see her staring down at him leaning over the couch with worried purple eyes. He scooted up slightly to see, not only her, but Lyca standing behind her with a sorrowful but concerned demeanor. Mirabelle clutched her to her chest somberly, "H-How are you feeling?"

"Been better...but still ok, but I should be asking you guys that? With everything...that's happened today...", Caleb laments sitting up interlocking his arms resting elbows to his knees. Mirabelle adjusted the couch and glided her front legs over the cushions sitting next to him. She lay her hand on his back to comfort him, "But how are you girls? Lyca, how's your forehead?

Lyca touched the bandage he had placed on her earlier, "I-It's a little better now. Thank you Chief.", she says falling silent with her ears flattening against her head.

"Like you said, w-we've been...better but still ok.", Mirabelle says, "L-Lyca and I were talking not long ago and we think we can move forward from this."

Caleb smiled weakly at her and Lyca, "You girls are the best. I wanted today to be great for all of you. I'm...sorry you all had to go through all that today. Not just the restaurant, the protesters with the Neo Nazis and Klan members.", Caleb sighs tiredly, "I don't know...maybe you guys NEEDED to see that gahh...its so fuckin nuts."

"N-no! Dear, today started out wonderfully. What happened at the restaurant and...those protesters...none of that was your fault.", Mirabelle says linking his arm to hers pushing herself into him gazing at him with trusting eyes.

"Mira's right chief!", Lyca stated plopping on the couch pressing herself against him with caring eyes, "A-And...I want to apologize for losing it on the trolley. I just...hated what those people were saying and I just...", she looks away despondently.

Caleb lays a hand on head and started petting her much to her surprise, "I understand, truly I do, but I had to hold you back or you'd have be charged with assault. This country has laws that protect freedom of speech and if you attacked them when they were "peacefully" protesting, you would have been arrested and even deported from the state."

Lyca hung her head wordlessly then nodded. He then lifted her head by the chin to look her in the amber eyes.

"But, if it was up to me and the law allowed it, I would've let you beat the mother loving crap out of them; hell I'd help.", Caleb says earning surprised looks from both of them. Lyca and Mirabelle then both grin at each other before giggling.

"Haha, that's our Chief!", Lyca stated her ears perking up and tails thumping against the couch before nuzzling her head to his shoulder.

"Indeed, bombastic and impetuous.", Mirabelle then lays her head to his shoulder and mushing her breasts to his arm, "A few of many reasons I love him so much."

Caleb leans in to capture Mirabelle's lips to his. It last a few second before they pull apart blushing sheepishly while Lyca watched with interest.

"You know something stuck with me what those protesters said.", Caleb started as they looked with anticipation worried something they said got to him. He then took out his phone, "I did a little research a while ago, turns out it's true. They legalized marriage between humans and liminals."

Mirabelle and Lyca stared at him then each other in surprise processing this startling revelation.

"So...yeah, that's a thing now, America's taking the next big step. How do you guys feel about it?"

"I think it's great, Chief.", Lyca stated happily.

"Y-y-yes, It's wonderful. I...I'm happy their allowing us...A-AND when I say 'us' I mean Liminals in general...n-not...um", Mirabelle stuttered blushing crimson red before poked her forehead.

"Go away weird thoughts. Moon pie it's nothing to stress over, it's not like that's going to directly affect us any time soon."

"Y-Yes, of course haha, I guess my mind started to…wonder again. ", Mirabelle utter sheepishly, "We should tell Ms. Sar-I mean, Camilla the news as well."

Suddenly it dawns on him; he hasn't seen much since they got home.

"Wait, where is Camilla? Is she in her room?"

Both girls push off of him with thoughtful and concerned expressions.

"Cami has been in the backyard for a while. We tried talking with her...but...", Lyca answered her demeanor changing back to a more uneasy. Mirabelle gave a disillusioned expression worried she was going to lose her friend.

Caleb went silent before sighing, "Ok. You say she's on the back right?", he then rises to his feet as they release him.

"Yeah, she's up on the roof.", Lyca said

"Ah ok, good to-what the hell did you just say?", Caleb uttered what she said truly registering

"S-She's on the roof Chief. She's been sitting there staring at the sky for awhile.", Lyca answered.

Caleb decided it was better to just roll with it, "Alright then."

"What are you going to do?", Mirabelle inquired.

"Not much else TO do but try and get her to talk. While I'm doing that, you guys can relax, you deserve it. Meanwhile, I'm going to see if that ladder is still near the storage cellar.", Caleb stated before walking out through the glass sliding doors; feeling the extra weight on it since it was now bullet proof.

Mirabelle and Lyca exchanged worried looks before deciding to put their trust in him.

"Lyca, we could play Xenoverse 2...if you want."

Lyca beams at her, "Sure Mira! Hey, but can I ask you something?"

"Of course. What is it?", Mirabelle grins.

"What's marriage?"

"E-eh?!", Mirabelle pause

...

Caleb stood outside. The sun had just about set on the horizon painting the sky a beautiful but ominous cascade of orangish-purple nimbus clouds. Caleb looked around the backyard taking in how much his changed in the past two months. Before Mirabelle, it was totally barren with only the grass that had browned in several spots from overuse of pesticides from the previous tenants. Now, it was a thriving green lawn with a large, colorful garden of flowers and herbs and even recently purchased patio furniture with purple parasol. He backs up further from the house to get a better look at the roof. Scanning it, his eyes eventually landed on the winged silhouette on the far left of his house. He nodded to himself then sneakily went to get the ladder.

...

Camilla stared up at the evening sky-her wings spread out for balance-with an apprehensive expression.

"Mamá, qué estoy haciendo? Por qué me hago esto a mí mismo? Nunca pensé que mi vida tomaría este tipo de giro. Por favor, no sé qué hacer ...(Mama, what am I doing? Why do I do this to myself? I never thought my life would take this kind of turn. Please, I don't know what to do...)", she uttered to herself sadly.

Then a loud metallic clank caught her attention. She saw two metal prongs appears at the edge of the ceiling. She narrowed her eyes readying herself for possible attack. "Who is there?", she inquires.

"It's-a me, Caleb B.", Caleb stated in a bad Italian accent appearing over the roof while carefully getting his footing.

"Oh...Señor, it's only ju.", Camilla uttered going back to her relaxed state.

"Heh, not quite the reaction I was hoping for.", Caleb said walking over and sitting next to her, "Though I guess that's to be expected."

"What do ju want Señor? I am not in the mood for games.", Camilla stated clearly unenthused.

"I just want to talk. We NEED to talk about what happened today Camilla. I'm not getting off this roof until we do.", Caleb stated kindly but firmly.

Camilla's cheeks flushed a bit as she went quiet for a moment then sighing, "Fine. Where should we begin?"

"How about that crazy Angel lady? What was her problem? She just strolls, starts talkin down to us, then tries to attack us. All the while, making everything worse with those people accusing you. Then these racist protesters show up right the hell out of nowhere.", Caleb stated as Camilla listened but showed no sign of being engaged.

"Ju talk as if none of that is to be expected.", Camilla plainly stated earning a surprised look from Caleb, "Her kind are callous and self-entitled control freaks that believe the world should bend over backwards for them. It's likely that she intended to kill me upon seeing me and only used those human's collective anger as an excuse."

Caleb jaw dropped, "Holy hell, she really would've gone that far?!"

"Si, ju saw for yourself. In fact, I could tell from the intensity of her mana the spell she was going to use against us was powerful enough to kill almost everyone in the restauranté.", Camilla explained to Caleb's shock.

"Bitch is crazy. Then ya got those crucifix crazy assholes practically kissing the ground she walks on. Jesus, I feel like humanity just took a substantial step back several hundred years.", Caleb laments shaking his head in embarassment.

"Again, it's nothing new Señor. I would have killed that filthy Angel without much trouble.", Camilla says making Caleb paused in shock before she continued, "It's just the way it's always been."

Caleb takes a moment to process what she said, "Camilla, why...why do Angels and Devils hate each other that much?"

Camilla looks up at the now dark blue evening sky, "Our races have a long and bloody history stemming from the creators of this world: The progenitor of Discord and the progenitor of Order. Mi Gente (people) follow it's teaching of true freedom through disorder and chaos. The Angels believe the opposite and have instigated attacks in attempts to cleanse the world of our so-called 'evil'. At first we had the upper hand in numbers but soon they developed means of suppressing and negating our powers. They nearly wiped us out and even ensured those of us who survived couldn't create a legacy."

Caleb listened intently unsure what to think of all this, "Wow, I...I didn't know it was like...that."

"Figures, ju humans deeply trust in your doctrines that tell ju 'Angels good, Devils bad.' ", Camilla sarcastically stated.

"Well, I wouldn't say that. I'm not a very religious guy, even though my Uncle tries getting me to go to church. I just never took to it much.", Caleb replies earning an intrigued look from her, " But lemme tell ya, the way that bitch disrespected me, my friends, AND my girlfriend...no, no heavenly servant of God my ass!"

Camilla stared at him in wonder before saying, "Ju are certainly one to speak your mind Señor. Even towards the humans who see me as an abomination. Even towards that Angel ju still told her off even though she could easily killed ju."

"I WAS scared Camilla, don't get me wrong. But, I wasn't just going to sit back while she says those awful things about you. She doesn't even know how great a woman you are. It doesn't matter what some church going folk or Michael's bitch says, I still like you.", Caleb says in a caring tone.

Camilla blushes feeling her heart pound furiously before smiling happily, "Ju are either the single craziest or dumbest man I've ever met Señor."

"Maybe, but I at least know what's right.", Caleb says with a smirk.

Camilla grin fades looking downwards pensively, "Gracias Señor, for trying to protect me. N-No one...but mi Madre has ever been that nice to me. I am so sorry ju had to see that side of me again."

"No, I mean...yeah you did lose control of your anger but who hasn't done that in their life? I'm sorry you and girls had to be exposed to so much bigotry today.", Caleb says crossing his arms.

"It's ok Señor, I've experienced worse than just accusations and name-calling.", Camilla reassures.

"No it's not! This is a country built on the concept of opportunity and change. You and the girls deserve a chance at a better life; regardless of your past. There's nothing wrong with any of you; as far as I can see at least.", Caleb gently finished locking eyes with Camilla as she felt her heart melt at his unremitting kindness.

Camilla wipes a tear from her eye then scoots closer, "I am so happy I met you that night Señor.", her shoulder presses against him as she lay her hand to his. Caleb tensed up beginning to feel uneasy.

"C-Camilla...", he uttered wanting to back away yet something deep inside kept him from doing that.

"Señor...I want ju to know I have not given up mi feelings for ju. I believe ju truly are mi Destino, my heart and body reacts whenever ju are near and it's only gotten stronger these last few days. I've tried mi best to suppress it but...", Camilla trails glancing away before interlocking her fingers to his, "When ju speak to me like just now, I feel...safe. Appreciated. Loved. Even if ju don't believe in destiny, even if ju love someone else, even if I don't know enough about ju, I can't just forget about ju. I love ju, Señor. I really do."

Caleb went silent not sure what to say to her proclamation. He knows he loves Mirabelle, he made that clear to everyone, but even then she's STILL not giving up on him. Why? How is he worth that trouble? He hasn't done anything that any decent person could've done. So why him?

"That is why...", she continues in a soft tone as Caleb flinched from her tail snaking around his waist, "I ask that ju please let me in, even if it's only a little."

Caleb wordlessly stared back at her trying to take in her request. Her pleading crimson red eyes showing her needy almost desperate wish. He suddenly felt her body tremble a little then quickly try to suppress it. She was trying her hardest to be strong no matter what his answer. Caleb closed his eyes in thought as Camilla watched with anticipation.

"How…little? What do you want me to do?", He spoke with uncertainty. Camilla perks up with hopeful eyes.

"If it is ok with ju Senor, I-I want ju to... hold me. T-that is all I wish, nothing more.", Camilla said hugging her chest slightly pushing up her breasts. Caleb gulps averting his gaze before inhaling.

"Alright, but that's it.", Caleb says with serious eyes.

Camilla nods, "I understand Senor."

Her wings fold into her back as Caleb reluctantly extends his arm over her head resting it on her shoulder pulling her close. She moved closer tightening her tail on his waist. Caleb blushed feeling thighs pressed against his and the side of her breast glide against the upper side of his chest. He internally shouted at himself that it was just a hug...JUST a hug. She keeps her hands in lap then rests her head on his shoulder; her dark blue horns feeling oddly smooth against his neck. They shifted a bit until finally finding a position they both found comfortable.

"I-is this…good?", Caleb inquires nervously.

She sighs blissfully closing her eyes, "Si, it is perfect, Senor."

Caleb was relieved by her response. He decided it would be wise to stay in that position just until she was satisfied.

"Muchos gracias, Senor.", Camilla coos as her heated breath hits his neck sending chills down his spine. It was then Caleb, for the first time, takes a really good look at her. The loving warmth that radiated from her body, her tail wrapped possessively around him, the way the starlight reflected off her silky, brown hair, the sweetness in her voice, about her was...beautiful.

Caleb paused in shock at that notion. Did he really think that? It's true, he knew she WAS beautiful, objectively speaking. However, the more he analyzed it, he realized there were feelings emerging more than just from fondness or the gratitude he felt for saving his life. Her personality, the time he spent so far getting to know her, her weird quirks and abilities, he appreciated everything about her. Even now, embracing her like this...he was actually enjoying it; much more than he should. It felt...right. Was he...attracted to her? Did he have feelings for her?!

'What...what am I doing? Why...", He thought anguishing over developing romantic feelings for any other woman but his Moon pie. What was wrong with him? How could he betray her like this?

"Mmmm, Señor, that feels good.", Camilla uttered under her breath nuzzling him while pressing herself more into him. He suddenly realized he was unconsciously stroking and massaging her scalp. A part of him wanted to stop...but...the sensation as he combed her brown locks and smooth horns was too pleasant. He cast his gaze downwards in shame.

'You piece of shit. Goddamit...', he thought sorrowfully cursing himself.

... Elsewhere...

In a large cemetery located downtown, a winged figure stood atop the roof of a grave house. Her white wings partially visible by the light of quarter moon. It was Azalee.

"Haaaahhh, such a lovely evening. I suppose that's one thing this place has going for it; well, that, and the foods pretty good. Hehe, not to mention the humans, like the bald bozo and his mee-maw will jump when I twitch my wings.", Azaeli haughty smirk quickly leaves replaced by a disgusted grimace, "Tch, then we that human from restaurant and his damn devil pet trying to ruin my lunch. Then that short bitch tries making a fool out of me? The great Azaeli? I swear, if I EVER see any of them again..."

Suddenly, a cellphone rings breaking her out of here monologue. She pulls out a burner flip phone and looks at the number instantly recognizing it and rolling her eyes, "Ugh, what does he want?"

She presses answer, "Hey, Nikolai, it's been a while.", She says in a more chipper tone.

"Dobryy vecher, are you alone?"

"I'm in a cemetery at night, how much more alone can I get?", Azaeli replied, "What is it? You in the market for more enslavement collars or perhaps some enchanted ammunition?"

"No, not at this time?"

Azaeli sighs, "Shame, you Malones are my best customers. I haven't had much business lately since ICEP started tripling down after that motel incident so I'm in a really tight spot money wise."

"Da, our profits have taken a terrible hit, but What is worse...my nephew...our Jakob is going to be executed tomorrow.", he says with a choked sob, "Even Fantina couldn't save him. Damn those ICEP swine!"

"Sorry to hear, that totally sucks.", Azaeli stated feigning concern, "But...if you didn't call to do business, what DO you want?"

"I have a personal request, even Mama Rosé does not know yet. There is a man named Caleb Bissell. He is responsible for all of this. I want him gone from this earth. I will pay double your regular compensation.", he stated trying to control his anger.

"D-Double?! Really?!", Azaeli stated emphatically, "Consider it done, but you know I'm gonna need a down payment."

"Already taken care of. Go to the Maggie Meyers pub, there's an acquaintance of mine waiting there."

Azaeli grins, "Hehe, consider it done."

"Perfect. I expect his head on a plate.", Nikolai says before hanging up.

Azaeli puts her phone away with an unsettling chuckle, "Welp, goodbye empty money trouble, hello nights at Hilton Inn.", Azaeli gave wicked grin as her snow-white wings changed to a midnight black, "and...goodbye one Caleb Bissell."

WN

Ha! I know, long chapter? What's good fam, I'm sure you missed me this last month but I've been occupied with working my ass off to pay my classes, because I refuse to ADD to nationwide student loan debt! In case you couldn't tell, this chapter marks the end of season 1 of the story. Thank you everyone for sticking with me this long. Special thanks to Sandshrew master and DRAGONDAVE45 for helping me whenever writers block hit.

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P.S.

For those of you wondering, the alias that Drei used, 'Boa'ying', is actually a shortening the Chinese phrase Bao'ying shu meaning "Your comeuppance." Also, Ein's alias, 'Dashānque', that Drei chose is a portmanteau of 'Dashā inque meaning 'Big tits'; which explains her annoyed reaction. You guys can thank my bud Li Jei for that.