MasukThe aroma of french toast filled the air, and Mike smiled, carrying his coffee to the dining hall. The large table in the middle of the room had been rebuilt, and Reggie, the Rat King, sat in a wooden high chair that had been modified to look like a throne at the far end of the table. Beth sat next to him and was teaching him to do a Sudoku puzzle.
"How are you feeling?" Mike sat next to Beth and went to pour what was left of his coffee into the empty cup in front of him. A pitiful dribble came out and he frowned.
"Feeling fine actually." She looked up from the puzzle and smiled. "According to my last check with Naia, the shard is still sitting there, completely inert."
"I see." A couple of months ago, they had discovered that a powerful demon named Oliver had stuck part of his soul to Beth's with the intent of controlling her. With Yuki's help, Mike had destroyed Oliver's world, and presumably Oliver with it. Not taking any chances, they actively monitored the soul shard, making sure it didn't start giving orders once more.
"Actually, I do have some news. Ratu thinks she may be able to extract it." A broad grin spread across Beth's face. "If she can pull it out, then I won't have to worry."
"Hey, that's great news!" Mike squeezed her hand, then yanked it back. Though they had lived together for a couple of months now, the relationship he had with Beth was very different from what he shared with the others. It also didn't help that he still found her as attractive as the first day they met, and he still felt slightly awkward around her on occasion. "When are they going to try?"
"Tomorrow, maybe. But Ratu needs Tink's goggles to do it."
"I think I can arrange that." He opened his mouth to say something else, but a large figure blocked the door, carrying a serving platter in her hands.
"Breakfast is ready." The cyclops Sofia, standing seven feet tall, walked around the table and set down multiple plates of food. French toast, bacon, scrambled eggs, and a fruit salad were set before him, and he took the napkin off his plate and set it in his lap.
"Where is Tink?" asked Sofia, turning her purple eye on Mike.
"Um, I don't know. She didn't come to bed last night." He tried to grab his fork, but Sofia swatted his hand.
"She doesn't eat, you don't eat. Gods know she works herself to the bone, you may as well keep her fed."
"Alright, alright, geez." Though Sofia cast a baleful look his way, he knew it was largely an act. Still, she was right in that the little goblin worked altogether too hard. "I'll bring her, but could you make sure I have a fresh cup of coffee?"
"I'm not your fucking slave, Caretaker." She walked out of the room back toward the kitchen, and Mike stood and walked back to the living room.
He hadn't seen Tink out front, so the number of places she could be was limited. He ran up to his bedroom first, just to make sure that she hadn't wandered in after the sun came up. Seeing that she wasn't there, he went into his bathroom and knocked on the edge of the enormous tub.
"Hey Naia?" he asked, his voice echoing in the bathroom. The faucet turned itself on, and the tub filled within seconds, pressurized by the hot spring below the house. The surface of the water rippled and rose, and a human form made of water appeared before him. The transparent liquid solidified into the body of a voluptuous woman with green and blue hair.
"Morning, lover." The nymph leaned forward and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pulled him in for a kiss. Her tongue was hot in his mouth, and he felt a sudden surge of blood to his nether region. "What can I do for you?"
"Um, hey, I uh... oh! I was looking for Tink. Have you seen her?"
Naia pouted, fluttering her long lashes. "Really? That's all you wanted?"
"Well, actually, I wanted breakfast, but Sofia won't let me eat until I bring Tink with me." He smiled at the nymph and brushed a lock of hair away from her eyes. "I can make time for you later, but I'm starving right now."
She stuck out her tongue and laughed. "She's out in the garage with Dana. Those two are thick as thieves nowadays."
He chuckled. "I thought the two of them had a falling out last week?"
"I believe Dana phrased it as creative differences, but that was last week. There's a new project that the two of them spent all night working on. Might not be a bad idea to see what they are up to."
"Okay then, I'm off." He gave her a quick peck on the lips. "Keep the water warm for me?"
"Maybe." She winked and her whole body turned to water and fell back into the tub. He walked down the hallway and then down the stairs until he was on the first floor again. Walking past the bathroom, he was at the back door of the house.
Stepping outside, he marveled at the large plot of land that sat before him. When he had first moved in, his backyard had been large enough for a moderately sized dinner party. Now, he could easily host a couple of weddings, maybe even an amusement park if he was so inclined.
There was now a large, stone patio that wrapped around the rear of the house. Naia's fountain was at the bottom of a small set of stairs, surrounded by large flower pots. To the left of the fountain was the door to the garage, which had been modified to accommodate a centaur, but Zel had moved out several weeks back to live with her tribe.
"Um...wait?""Before that!" He grabbed onto her arms with his hands, his thoughts now buzzing about loudly in his head."That you could lean on me.""Lean, lean, Mandragora..."On the night that the Mandragora had eaten Sarah, it had handed over a hiking staff. At the time, he had been injured, and had figured that the staff had been given to him to help him limp home.But what if it wasn't?He ran out of the office, leaving a bewildered Beth behind. In the living room, Reggie sat on the new living room table, engrossed in a game of Checkers with Jenny. The rat king looked up to watch Mike run through, allowing Jenny to shift two of her pieces unnoticed.Mike ran down the hall to the back door, then shoved the door open hard enough that the door bounced off the siding of the house, eliciting a shriek of rage from Tink, who was currently working on a new dresser for Beth."Lover?" Naia called to him with concern in her voice as he sprinted to the greenhouse.The day after he had return
"Here, let me get it." Beth walked past him to where the tea kettle was. He handed over the cup that had contained the spider, and she poured in some tea. He couldn't help but notice that she was wearing a white dress with red spots on it that hugged her stomach and butt, then flared out dramatically just under her thighs. The last week had been so busy with home repairs that he had barely seen her except at meals."Thank you." He took the cup from her and sipped it, the sweet aroma of chamomile flooding his sinuses."You're welcome." Beth sat down on the edge of the desk again. "I feel like I haven't seen you.""It's been busy," he replied. Was Beth wearing perfume? He couldn't tell if it was the chamomile or her, but he caught the occasional whiff of something pleasant. "Between fixing everything, buying new computers. That police thing where they came looking for Marco."Apparently after being reported missing, police had done a welfare check on Marco and had discovered the ramblin
"I appreciate it. I appreciate you." Her shimmering brown eyes found his. "Look, if you don't find it, I just want to let you know that I don't blame you. I don't want you to blame yourself, either. Real life isn't like books, and that's okay. Not everybody gets a happy ending.""Amymone, I—" He had no idea how he intended to finish the statement, and the dryad was now suddenly interested in the book she had been holding. How many years would she be stuck here, waiting to fade into nothingness? It was a problem with no good solution."Mike?" Yuki stood just inside the backdoor. Her head was turned away, as if hiding her face. "Can we go home?""Yeah, c'mon."He bid Amymone farewell again and escorted Yuki to the front yard where Cerberus waited. The ride home was largely silent, though between the random howls of wandering demons, he could hear the faint sound of sobbing from Yuki.Once home, Cerberus turned into their human form and followed them through the gate. A chain formed arou
Mike stood outside of the master bedroom of the Underworld home. Inside, Emily was wailing in agony, a sound that raised goosebumps all along his arms.However, his attention was on Yuki, who stood across from him drying her eyes for the fourth time in ten minutes. Cecilia hovered alongside them, her hands clasped together over the soul fragment that Sulyvahn had given her. If not for the dullahan's quick thinking, it would have been snatched up by the demons that now roamed around the Underworld in packs. After the tower had been taken down, the souls that had been trapped there by the shadow had essentially created a feeding ground for the demons. Apparently word had gotten out, and if not for Cerberus, the Underworld would be impossible for them to traverse."I'm sorry." Yuki apologized for what must have been the hundredth time. Her eyes were red from crying, and she kept wiping the tears away with the edges of her robe. "I'm trying really hard to hold it together.""I know. We've
And no matter where they went, Queztalli had assured Dana that another agreement could be made with the resident thunderbird. It was frustrating to realize all of this time that the fluctuating electrical fields inside of the greenhouse had been caused by a mythical being with territorial issues, but Quetzalli had smoothed things over between them. As long as a suitable offering was made by the centaurs, the thunderbird would give them a full day of clear skies to do their surveillance.Dana plopped down on Tick Tock, who was currently a chair. The mimic shifted slightly, allowing her to recline a bit. Lying there in wait, she stared up at the ceiling of the yurt and let her thoughts drift to Quetzalli.Ever since the night everything had gone crazy, Quetzalli had moved into Dana's room. The dragon had developed a fascination with sex, and was always eager to assist Dana after her feedings. For a bit, Dana had been concerned that Quetzalli had somehow fallen for her. Even if she wasn'
"They can't use nails," the queen informed them. "You'll need to do that part."Tink shrieked with joy and ran at the house wielding her hammer. Tools were quickly gathered up as the centaurs joined in as well, everyone helping to hammer the home back together. Up on the roof, Abella was using her thumb to shove nails into place, and Kisa ran along the edge with a small hammer of her own.The porch was rebuilt in an hour, the roof in two. Where the home had sagged, it was now shored up, and except for the lack of a paint job, it looked as good as new once more. The queen had created a forge made out of clay, and tiny creatures that looked like motes of ash now churned out glass for the windows. The yard was being tilled by gnomes and creatures that looked like flowers, all of whom were being eagerly assisted by some very excited centaurs.The sun was halfway down toward the horizon when the job was finished. The magical trees had been used up completely, and the hedge maze had been re







