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“How is he?” 

Roger placed his hand on Brian’s forehead. After a few moments he shook his head. “He’s fever gone down but only slightly. He’s still burning up.”

“I’m going to get more ice.” Freddie nodded to John. “Yes I think that is a good idea.” Roger huffed. “I warned him what would happen if he worked so much without eating or resting. He just doesn’t listen!” Freddie smiled and patted Roger’s shoulder. “Be a darling and get him some more water will you~?” 

“He does need more doesn’t he?” Roger picked up the half empty pitcher on the nightstand. “Be back soon!” 

Once they were alone Freddie closed the door and sat in the chair beside the bed. He leaned closed and took Brian’s hand.

Love of my life, don’t leave me

You’ve stolen my love, you now desert me

L ove of my life, can’t you see?

Bring it  back, bring it back

Don’t take it away from me

Because you don’t know

What it means to me~

He smiled as Brian stirred, tightening his grip on Freddie’s hand. “I did it again didn’t I..? I’m sorry..” Freddie shook his head. “It’s quite alright. You know we will always be here to look after you~” 

“If I can hear you sing like that..I really wouldn’t mind being ill that much~” 

“Consider it done, my darling~” 

Two bottles eventually turned into three. Then four. StarChild had been gone for hours and all Nikki could do to stave off his boredom was drink. Snowball was back in her cage fast asleep and nice and full from being fed. There was no need to worry about her. Which was good because he was drunk. He stumbled over to StarChild’s bed and fell onto it. Maybe..his Princess would be back by the time he woke up...

“Nik! Nik! Wake up!” 

“Huh..? Tommy..?”

“C’mon! You don’t wanna miss dinner do ya?” 

“Dinner..?” Nikki woke up and rubbed his head. Damn, his head was killing him. Three bottles of Jack was definitely his limit. His stomach growled loudly. “Fuck..guess I am hungry..” He stood up and brushed the leaves out of his tail. 

Wait WHAT?

LEAVES?

TAIL?!

“What the fuck?!” He looked around. What was he doing in a forest? And why did he have a wolf’s tail?! When he spotted Tommy he gaped. He had a wolf tail too! And ears! What the ever-loving fuck?! “The hell’s goin’ on, Tommy?! Why do you look like that?!” Tommy looked back at him with a weird expression. “What’re you talkin’ about, Nik? This is how I’ve always looked. Did you drink too much again and pass out?” Nikki rubbed his head again, flinching at his own wolf ears. “Y-yeah..guess so..” 

“Then you need to get off your ass, my man! Or do you wanna miss gettin’ a good piece of tail~?” Nikki’s ears perked right up and he laughed. “Yeah, didn’t think so~ C’mon!” Speechless, Nikki followed his fellow ‘wolf’ deeper onto the forest. 

As they approached a clearing they heard giggling. Tommy grinned, showing off all of his sharp teeth. “We’re here, Nik..take a look~” With a raised eyebrow, Nikki peeked through the trees that surrounded the clearing. He couldn’t believe what the hell he was seeing. People. Really pretty people dressed up in sexy bunny costumes. Ears. Tails. Skimpy suits. Fishnets. Bow ties. The whole nine yards. 

WHAT

THE

FUCK

He was definitely dreaming..cause this was too fucking crazy to be real. Tommy nudged him. “Like what you’re seein’ huh? Yeah, me too~ They’re gonna make a good meal for us tonight~” Truth be told, it wasn’t food Nikki was thinking about when he caught sight of one particular bunny. Dressed in purple with platform heels. Long silky black ears sticking out of a head of dark curly hair. That looked..very familiar. The bunny turned and Nikki’s jaw dropped. “Princess...?” 

“See one you like~?” 

“Yeah..I sure do~” How could he resist a hot little bunny that looked exactly like his Princess? He licked his lips as his tail swished back and forth.” “I’m gonna mount that purple one~” 

“Gonna wha?” 

“You heard me~” 

“Ohhhh I getcha~ Go get ‘im, Nik!!”

With a wolfish smirk Nikki disappeared into the brush. He circled the lake slowly and silently, his eyes focused on nothing but the beautiful purple bunny. His patience shortened by the second due to his pants becoming incredibly uncomfortable. He growled as he readied himself to pounce. “You’re mine, little bunny~” He jumped out and tackled the purple bunny to the ground.  “GOTCHA!!” When the bunny screamed he was admittedly a little freaked out. He even sounded the same as Princess! “Wolf!! Wolf!!” the bunny shouted, causing all of the other bunnies to scatter. Tommy cursed and ran after one. A blond one dressed in pink. Was that..Vince..? Whatever. Didn’t matter. He had how own bunny to focus on. This was so fucking weird. It was Princess..but it wasn’t. Princess wouldn’t look at him with such fear in his eyes. “Relax, little bunny..I’m not gonna eat ya~” 

“Y-you’re not..?” 

“Nah..I’m just gonna mount you and make you mine~” 

“Ohhh..please, Mr. Wolf..I’ll do whatever you want if you let me go..” 

Nikki almost laughed. This was like some freaky roleplay. He could get into this~ “After I’m done with you..you won’t want me to~” 

“Nikki?”

“Mmmph..don’t bother me I’m busy.” 

“I have to, Nikki..because it’s time to wake up.” 

“Wha..? How d’you know my--”

Nikki bolted up, almost smacking his head against StarChild’s. “W-what the hell?! Where am I?!” 

“Relax, Nikki!” StarChild moved close and rubbed his back. “You’re in my room. You fell asleep. I’m sorry I woke you up like that but it looked like you were having a dream.” 

“Oh..” It’s true. He was. And what a dream. He turned to look at StarChild, part of him expecting to see bunny ears. “..yeah..guess I was..”

“It wasn’t bad was it? What was it about?” 

Nikki chuckled and shook his head. “Princess..you wouldn’t believe me if I told ya~ But..it gave an idea for the next time we get together~” 

StarChild was in absolute agony. 

He stared at his blank canvas for weeks thinking about what he wanted to create for KISSteria’s Art Festival but no ideas came to mind. This was torture! Then one early morning as he returned to his room after a strenuous Council meeting he stopped in the doorway and stared. Sunlight was pouring through an opening in his curtains right onto the canvas. A smile grew as he stepped closer. “I’ve got it!!” He ran over to his supplies, picked up a palette with all the yellow, orange and red paints he could find and went to work.

It was a night before the Festival was to start when the work was finally complete. StarChild took a few steps back to get a good look and his heart swelled with pride. “It’s perfect~”

“Ladies and gentlemen of the KISSterian Court, may I have you attention please!” The hall fell silent and turned to the stage. The Head of the Council stepped forward holding the covered canvas while StarChild followed behind him. “Thank you all for coming to our annual celebration of the arts! For our final exhibition this evening, I have in my hands a piece created by our beloved Star Prince!” StarChild stepped forward and uncovered the canvas, revealing a beautifully bright portrait of King Robert. The entire hall filled with gasps of awe and admiration, and Robert himself was incredibly flattered as people turned to him to tell him how well StarChild had captured his likeness. StarChild smiled as he was congratulated. It was safe to say that the night was a huge success.

After the festival had ended StarChild and Robert sat in the garden with glasses of wine. “So what made you want to paint me of all people?” Robert asked, setting his wine down to wrap his cloak around the Star Prince’s shivering shoulders. “Are you sure you don’t want to go inside?” StarChild shook his head. “I want to be alone with you a while longer before you have to leave." He took Robert’s hand and laced their fingers together. “You won’t believe what inspired me. Sunlight shining on my canvas. And then it occurred to me. You are my Light. My Golden King. My constant source of inspiration. I could do nothing else but honor you in my work~” Robert smiled. “You’ve done so many things so well already..this is just one more accomplishment to be proud of~” 

“Are you proud of me, Robert?”

“Always~” 

“Thank you~” 

Peter stormed out of his apartment. Another day, another senseless fight with his girlfriend. He was about ready to toss that crazy bitch out in the street! He needed a stiff drink. Maybe two. Maybe ten. He was about to head to his usual bar when something caught his eye. What a far out looking store sign! He had no idea a new record shop had moved into that empty space. He shrugged and decided to go take a look. 

As soon as he entered a wave of calmness washed over him. He always loved the laid back environments of record stores, but this one was so much better than ones he’d been to. Maybe because it was new? Either way he definitely didn’t mind staying here for a while. While he lost himself sifting through the many genres of albums one in particular caught his interest. Unfortunately it was packed in really well. He had to give it quite a pull to get it out, causing him to stumble back and collide with someone.

“Ack!! Hey I’ve got fragile stuff in my hands!!”

“Shit, sorry! I swear it was an accident!” 

“No worries, man I got a good grip on em now~” The guy gave him a cute, quirky smile and he lost his ability to speak. With that pretty hair and slender body he could’ve sworn he was looking at a girl..if not for his voice. “Hey have y’got Jimi Hendrix there? He’s one of my faves!”

“O-oh yeah..me too. You work here?”

“Yeah, just started a few days ago! Name’s Paul..but everybody calls me Ace~” 

“Peter..” 

“Y’got good taste, Peter~ If y’need more recommendations I can fix ya up~” 

“Why..don’t we talk about it over drinks?” 

“Sure! I always go to the bar down the street after work. Meetcha there at 5?” 

“It’s a date~” 

Peter made his purchases and left the store with a smile. Sometimes life was full of amazing coincidences~ 

After tucking his poor lover into bed Nicholas went off in search of a servant. When he heard one shriek he ran towards the source of the commotion. As usual is was in the direction of the detention wing. “What’s goin’ on here?!” When he reached the doorway the servant practically threw herself into his arms. “I beg you, My Lord..please let me leave! I cannot serve those..beasts any longer!” 

“Take y’self a powder, luv..I’ll handle ‘em. Get a message over to Glass Lake will ya?”

“A-as you wish, My Lord!” The servant bowed and ran back up the stairs. “Come back here, baby~!!” he heard Satchel shout. “I just wanna get a little friendly with ya~!!” Nicholas sighed and shook his head. “Incorrigible, they are. Hey hey! We can’t have ya harassin’ our servants! You’re still prisoners y’know!” Satchel rolled his eyes. “Hey man I didn’t do nothin’ to her. I just wanted her to sit on my lap.” 

“That..qualifies as harassment.” 

“Pssh whatever. Maybe where you come from.” 

Nicholas clenched his fists behind his back. It was so hard to not lose his temper with these guys. Hopefully that message got to its destination soon.

A short time later Sami pulled his glass carriage up to the gates of the Palace and nodded to the guard. The guard nodded back and allowed him to pass. Nicholas greeted him with a big smile ad a wave. “Good to seeya again, Sami! Glad you could come on such short notice!” Sami shrugged. “The Nymphs never turn down an invitation to the Palace. You know that.” 

“Never been more grateful for that than right now, lemme tell ya.”

“Problem?” 

Nicholas nodded. “Four of em. But I’m sure the Nymphs can work their ‘magic’ on em~” 

“That’s what they do best.” Sami jumped down and opened the carriage door. The Nymphs stepped out of the magically contained water one by one, all dressed elegantly in soft blue satin robes, complete with glass shoes. Their leader Tomaisin held out his hand with a smile. “Nicholas..how lovely to see you again~ You remember my brothers Erikas, Frewyn and Jefferie~?” 

“How can I forget such lovelies~?” Nicholas took Tomaisin’s hand and lead them to the Palace doors. “Happy you all could come~ ‘Fraid Michael won’t be able to greetcha. He’s taken ill.”

“Oh my how unfortunate. Is there anything we can do for him?” 

“You’d be doin’ him a real solid by takin’ care of this..problem for him.” 

“Oh yes, of course~ Take us to them~”

When they reached the stairway to the detention wing Tomaisin stopped them. “Will you go on ahead? My brothers and I must prepare~” Nicholas tilted his head but nodded. “If y’say so..”

“All we need is a distraction. We’ll be down in a moment~”

“Gotcha~” 

Nicholas went back downstairs, sighing when he could hear yelling. Lexxi was complaining about needing to fix his hair and the others were trying..and failing..to get him to shut up. As usual Satchel’s voice was the loudest. “Gettin’ laid is more important than you gettin’ a perm, asshole!!” 

“Y-your..dick’s not the boss of me!!” 

“You two are giving us headaches!!” Michael yelled. Stix just covered his head with his pillow. “Too late..” Nicholas cleared his throat loudly to get their attention. “Sorry for interruptin’ but..I thought I might offer you all a lil’ somethin’ for your cooperation.” Satchel raised an eyebrow. “Don’t tell me you brought us hot chicks~” 

“Not..exactly..” 

“Then your ‘somethin’ ain’t worth--hey..you guys hear that?” 

Nicholas smiled when the Nymphs’ beautiful vocal melodies drifted down to them. “Sound amazin’ don’t they~? Bet you’d like to see ‘em~” Michael’s interest was certainly piqued. “If they sing that nice then they gotta be hot. Bring ‘em on down here~” 

“Gentlemen..if you would~?” 

The Nymphs descended the stairs one after the other as if they were floating on air. Even Nicholas couldn’t help but be entranced. Tomaisin approached Michael’s cell and smiled sweetly. “We heard you were lonely~” 

“Oh, I am..and you’re just the company I need~” 

Satchel wasted no time grabbing Jefferie and pulling him close. “Sure, you’re no chick..but right now I couldn’t give a shit~” Jefferie giggled. “I am here to entertain~ Let me show you what I can do~” 

“I absolutely love your hair~” Erikas said, reaching out to touch Lexxi’s hair. “R-really..? But it looks so awful..” 

“Well don’t you worry. I can make it look as fantastic as mine~” 

Frewyn sat on the edge of Stix’s bed. “You look like you could use some cuddles~” Stix lifted his pillow, gawking at the gorgeous being in front of him. “Am..I dreaming..?” 

“Perhaps you are..perhaps..I’m your guardian angel~” Stix sat up and held out his arms. “I can live with that~” 

Finally hearing quiet talking and laughter from Steel Panther’s cells, Nicholas silently went up the stairs and closed the door behind him. “Damn..they are good~” 

Vinnie was jolted awake by a pained scream. He quickly got up from the bed, threw on a robe and ran into the living room. “Blackie?!” He stopped and covered his mouth with his hands. The morning sun seeped through the curtains, shining down on the cursed man as he transformed. 

The sickening sounds of agonizing groans and bones shifting filled his ears, so much so that he had to cover them. He watched as inky black feathers forced themselves through Blackie’s skin. His arms were elongated to become wings. His feet stretched and split apart to become talons.  His face morphed into a bird’s beak. He curled up on the bed and shrank. Smaller. Smaller. Until nothing but an unconscious crow remained. Vinnie ran over and gently gathered the crow in his arms, cradling him and stroking his head. “It’s alright now..it’s alright. I’m here.”

It always took a few minutes for Blackie to regain consciousness after he transformed, but when he did Vinnie was always there to comfort him. 

“Paul what are you doing?” 

Paul turned to Gene while tying on an apron. “What? The payroll paperwork is done. I’m going to work the floor for a while.” 

“You know you don’t need to do that right? We have enough employees.” 

“Gene, I’m bored. I want to work.” 

Gene sighed and held up his hands. “Fine fine, I don’t wanna argue. Get on out there then.” 

“Thank you~”

As soon as he stepped out on the floor someone called to him. “Excuse me? Can I have a menu please?” Paul sighed. The place was practically empty! How had anyone not been served yet? “Coming!” He grabbed a menu off the counter and searched for the person who asked. 

“Over here!” 

It was then that Paul laid eyes on the most gorgeous man he had ever seen. He nearly dropped the menu but fortunately he caught himself before anything embarrassing happened. This time. He approached the table slowly, the man’s brilliant hazel eyes looking gazing straight into his. Damn, he was beautiful! His jet black hair looked like it it’d be incredibly soft to the touch. He had a charming smile and dear god his jawline. He set the menu down on the table and waited a few moments to speak. If he said anything at that exact moment he knew he would sound ridiculous. “H-here you are, sir. Just..let me know when you’re ready to order..” 

“Thank you~” He smiled again and Paul just wanted to melt. But he needed to leave before he looked like a creep. Before he did however--

“I think I’m ready to order now~”

“Oh!” Paul took his notepad and pencil out of his apron pocket and actually managed not to fumble anything. “What’ll it be~?” 

“Caramel chocolate frappe with two shots of espresso.” 

“Whipped cream?”

“Light.” 

“Chocolate and caramel syrup and cherry?” 

“Please~” 

“Coming right up~” They exchanged smiles as Paul took back the menu and went back behind the counter.

Paul could’ve sworn his heart was going to burst from his chest! He leaned against one of the fridges and sighed heavily, gripping his chest. “What’s the matter with you?” His partner’s voice made him jump a mile in the air. “Jesus, Gene don’t do that!!” Gene just chuckled. “Folding up already? You’ve only been out there a few minutes~” 

“Cut that out, you. I’m fine. I just..need a few minutes..” 

“Got an order?”

“Yeah..guy at table 7.” 

Gene took one look and smirked. “Ohh I see~ You want me to do it~?” Paul shot him a glare. “Don’t. Start. You. I can do it.” 

“Get on it then~” 

“I’m going~” Paul patted Gene’s shoulder and went to work.

Paul proudly placed the cherry on top of the finished drink, set it on a tray and carried it out. “Ohhh just in time~” the handsome customer said as he stood up. “I was hoping to have this here but I gotta go. Sorry to drink and run but I left ya something on the table~” He took his cup, flashed one last smile and was out the door. Paul sighed and went to clean the table, spotting a folded up piece of paper. He picked it up and opened it. “A note..?” 

Thanks for the drink~

I’m hoping you’ll be working again the next time I come in~

It was definitely a pleasure~

-Tommy

“Tommy~” 

Paul folded the note and held it close to his chest. “Oh, I’ll definitely be here. I’ll make sure of it~” 

“Did you really wear that when you first started on Earth, Baba?” 

“I did~” 

A girlish giggle. “I bet you looked like a bat!”

“I did get asked if I was one~” 

“Did they make fun of you?” 

Demon sighed. “Yes..a lot of the humans did not take us seriously at all. As a matter of fact we were downright ridiculed.” 

“But you stayed!”

“Yes, we did..and we turned a lot of heads. It was hard..but of course if you want to be successful at anything you have to take risks. A few humans took a risk on us as well, and we came out all the better for it. It took time though. Quite a few years. But here..after we did our first successful live album in ‘75, or next album Destroyer did even better.” Ayesha looked up at the plaque and pointed excitedly. “Your first platinum record!” 

“That’s right~ And then the next two after that went platinum as well~” 

“Can we see the other ones too, Baba?” 

“Be patient, Little Devil..we’re getting there~” 

“Show me the record covers with Aiutu~!”

Demon laughed. “Those are a little further down but we’ll get there eventually~” Ayesha leaned her head against Demon’s chest. “You think I could play guitar like you and Aiutu?” 

“Little Devil, you can do anything you want~” 

“I wanna wear spikes and scary marks like you, Baba~!” 

Demon felt his heart swell with pride. His little girl would always be his biggest fan. 

Paul heaved a heavy sigh and collapsed onto a chair. All he wanted to do was cook a nice dinner for his dearest Bruce, but anything he attempted to make literally went up in flames. He looked at the scorched pan and the charred remains of what was once an impressive cut of steak, buried his face in his hands and sobbed. “I really am useless..I can’t even cook a simple steak..!!” 

“I’m home, Paulie~” 

Paul’s blood ran cold. Was it 7:00 already? How long had he been struggling with this? He hadn’t even cleaned anything up yet!! 

“Paulie?” 

Paul shot up from the chair and hurried to the stove, grabbing the tray and tossing it into the garbage. “Please, Brucie..d-don’t come into the kitchen..!!”

“Why not?” 

“Just don’t!” 

“Paul..” Bruce stood in the doorway with that look on his face, making Paul stop freeze up. “I-I’m sorry..I ruined everything..” 

“Ruined what?” 

Paul glanced over at the garbage can and felt tears sting his eyes again. “A-all I wanted to do was cook for you..but I ruined it..” 

“Oh, Paulie..” Bruce went over to his sobbing boyfriend and pulled him into a tight hug. “It’s alright..” 

“No it’s not!! The steak is a piece of charcoal, I scorched the pan..your stove is probably wrecked too!!” 

“Calm down, babe. Accidents happen. Believe me, I’m no master chef either. I’ve nearly burned down this apartment once or twice~” Paul looked up at him and sniffled. “R-really..?” 

“Really! I remember..once I tried to bake a chicken..but I didn’t realize I set the stove temperature too high. I didn’t realize anything was wrong until I saw smoke coming from the kitchen!” They shared a laugh and Bruce kissed his boyfriend’s forehead. “Feel better now~?” 

“A little..but you still don’t have anything to eat..” 

“Tell you what: why don’t we just order a pizza and after I’ll help you clean up~” 

“I love you, Brucie~”

“Love you too~” 

He watched the travelers closely as they drank their water. They were all quite thin from not having eaten for days but that could be easily rectified. In spite of that they were still handsome. At the very least he would enjoy having their company. “Why don’t you all make yourselves at home while I prepare you something to eat~?” 

“Your kindness is indeed a blessing.” The traveler who spoke had dark, sinister looking eyes and a deep, smooth voice. He liked him~ “Believe me, it’s my pleasure~” The traveler with long, dark brown hair spoke next. “You wouldn’t happen to have any alcohol would ya?” Their leader sighed. “Ace, we did not come here to drink.” 

“Maybe you didn’t..” 

He laughed. “I may have some socked away somewhere~ I will have to look~” 

“Hey thanks uh..” 

“Vincent..call me Vincent~” 

The leader nodded graciously. “I’m Paul..and this is Gene, Peter and well..you’re already familiar with Ace’s one character trait.”

“You’re so mean, Paulie!” 

These travelers were amusing indeed~ He would enjoy having their company~

Over the next few days Vincent entertained the travelers and fed them well. He had even grown close to the one called Gene. But one night he caught his reflection in a mirror. His skin was growing pale and dry. His eyes and cheeks were sunken in. His hair was falling out by the handful. His spell was expiring quickly. It was time. 

“Wake up, dear travelers~” he called as he slowly returned from the bathroom. His body was stiffening. It was getting harder and harder to walk. Peter was the first to notice the change. He shot up from his makeshift bed with a horrified look, the others quickly following suit. “WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING TO YOU?!” Vincent just chuckled. “I am afraid I have deceived you..but your arrival was most fortunate for me~ I have not had a proper meal in quite a long time~” Gene’s face went white. “I have heard stories about beings like you..” 

“Like what?! What are you talking about?!” Paul asked frantically, clinging to Gene’s sleeve. 

“He’s a Ghoul..” 

Vincent nodded. “Very good~ And you four fine gentlemen..are my dinner~!!”

The desert is indeed cruel to unwary travelers. 

Take special care before you accept the kindness of strangers.

“Demon attack!! Demon attack!!” 

KISSteria’s Palace soldiers scrambled frantically to guard the gates as Nikolai approached. They held out their weapons threateningly, but the young Demon was unafraid. “You will turn back now, Underworld scum or you will suffer the consequences!!” 

“I will not.”

“Last warning!!”

“You don’t have what it takes to finish me.” 

“ATTACK!!”

Before the soldiers could even reach him, Nikolai spread his wings and rocketed up into the sky, landing on one of the Palace’s towers. “I did not come here today for bloodshed..so leave me be. Because if you test me you will not like the results.”

Nikolai wandered the Palace halls. There were many however, and unfortunately for him he soon found himself completely lost. He growled in frustration. “How does anybody find anything around here?!” 

“Very carefully.” 

He turned around to see the Elder standing behind him. “Who are you, old woman?” The Elder frowned. “Didn’t your parents teach you to respect your elders, young man?” Nikolai scoffed. “What parents? My mother is dead and my father doesn’t even know I exist.” 

“I’m sorry to hear that.” 

“Don’t be. I’m pretty sure I’m wasting my time here.” The Elder raised an eyebrow. “Then why did you come here?” 

“To find my father.” 

“He is here?”

“Supposed to be.” 

“Do you know his name?” 

Nikolai shrugged. “Heard he only calls himself Demon up here. Real creative.”

“I believe I can help you. Come with me.”

The Elder led the young Demon down to the lower chambers. The air was hot and stifling, but it actually started making him feel more at home. When they reached a gigantic wooden door she knocked. A few moments later the door opened slowly, and there stood Vinneketh with Ayesha in his arms. “Good afternoon, Elder~ Please come in~” 

“Sorry for disturbing you,” she said as she led Nikolai inside with her. “..but I brought someone to see Demon. Is he here?” 

“Just a moment. I will fetch him.” 

Nikolai watched him leave with an unreadable expression. “Who the hell is that?” 

“Vinneketh. Demon’s husband.” 

“WHAT?!” 

“You have been in the Underworld for most of your life, young Demon. It will take time for you to learn all that has transpired here.” 

“I don’t want to hear your bullshit!!” He stomped forward, his eyes blazing with blue fire. “GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE NOW, OLD MAN!!” 

"WHO DARES TO COME HERE AND DEMAND MY PRESENCE?!

"WHY DON'T YOU SEE FOR YOURSELF, YOU DEADBEAT!?" 

Demon’s heavy footsteps could most certainly be heard from miles away. When he entered, his fangs were bared and his eyes were blazing red, the same as Nikolai’s. Vinneketh of course was quick to notice the connection. “You know, Beloved..the boy very much resembles you in many ways..right down to your temper~”  Demon snarled. “Don’t be foolish, Treasure! I have no--” He stopped mid-sentence. It was then that the name the young Demon called him made perfect sense. The fire faded in his eyes as he moved closer. “It can’t be..” 

“It is. You just don’t wanna believe it.” 

Demon was suddenly consumed by his flames, and stepped out of them in his human form. “I had to be certain..but you are my spitting image. Where is--??” Nikolai’s gaze dropped to the floor. “She’s gone. It was her last wish for me to come here and find you.” 

“I see..” 

Vinneketh placed a hand on his husband’s shoulder. “You are welcome to stay here with us if you would like to reconnect.” Nikolai looked skeptical. “Just like that?” 

“Of course. We are all family here~” 

“I..I guess I could stay..” 

“Very good~ I will prepare a room for you~” 

As Vinneketh left Demon went over to the couch and sat down. “I cannot believe she is gone. She was..my first dearest love..my everything..” Nikolai crossed his arms. “And how did you pay her back? By leaving her.” 

“You don’t understand. I was summoned here. I was bonded to another and I could not leave his side.” 

“You could’ve sent word!” 

“Yes..I could have..but I didn’t. For that I am sorry..” 

“Well..at least we’re not going through the whole ‘you’re not my child’ thing so that’s..something in our favor.” 

“What is your name?” 

“Nikolai.” 

“I must admit. It is..good to finally have someone of my own blood here.” 

The Elder smiled and turned to leave. “I hope to see you all for dinner later this evening~” 

“Where are we going?” the three young Elf boys asked in unison. Michael and Nicholas looked at each other and smiled. “We know you haven’t had a chance to see the more beautiful places on Hanoi..so we’re going to take you to a very special place~” 

“And we’re gonna have ourselves a picnic!” Nicholas held up a big basket with a blanket tied to the top. “We’re almost there, boys! Stay close now!” 

Nicholas led the others through the magical barrier to his hidden meadow. Despite himself, Michael started to choke up. “This..this is where you and I..”

“Yeah..best day of my life~”

“Mine as well~ I’m happy we finally get to share this beautiful place with our boys~”  Nisse pointed to the nearby lake. “Can we swim in there?” Nicholas chuckled. “Glass Lake? Well sure y’can but the Nymphs might get playful with ya~” Pelle raised an eyebrow. “Did you say Nymphs? I’ve never seen any before!” 

“Neither have I!” Calle said, practically shaking with excitement. “Pleeeease can we go?” Michael and Nicholas laughed. “What do you think, darling..a picnic by the lake so we can keep a close watch?” 

“Sounds perfect, luv! Let’s head over!”

While the picnic was being prepared the eager triplets just couldn’t wait! They stripped off their clothes and threw themselves into the lake. Nicholas laughed. “Well..at the very least them Nymphs’ll have interesting playmates~” 

“Look at them, darling..they’re so happy~”

“Yeah..real nice isn’t it?” The Dryad sat down beside his love and opened the basket, pulling out a bottle of champagne. “Specially made just for us~ Safe for them too~”  Michael smiled. “Oh, wonderful~ For our first real outing together~” 

“Brought plenty of glasses. Shall we toast when the boys come back?” 

“Absolutely~ To our family~” 

“To family~” 

“Are you sure the truck is coming today?”

“Will you relax? I told you I had it covered!” 

“We’re supposed to open in a week! I’m not gonna be relax until we’ve got what we paid for!” 

Eric sighed. Okay, he could understand why Peter felt that way. They’d saved up for years and invested a lot of money into the business venture they chose to embark on. It would be an absolute disaster if they did all of this work only to trip before they reached the finish line. He looked up to see a truck driving over the hill. “Hey there it is! Look sharp!” 

“Finally!” 

The truck pulled up, and a rather attractive man stepped down from the passenger’s side. “Good afternoon, gentlemen~ Sorry for being late. You wouldn’t believe how ridiculous the traffic was!” Peter nodded. “’Salright. I’ve lived here all my life. Believe me, I would.” Eric walked up as the driver exited the truck. “Were you able to get everything we asked for, Mr--?”

“Please, we’ve been doing business for weeks! You can call me Paul~” 

“Oh okay..if you say so~”

“I do! And don’t worry your pretty blond head. Everything is accounted for, all taken from every no kill shelter we could find in the five boroughs~” 

Eric and Peter looked at each other with big smiles. “We did it, Pete..it’s finally happening!!” 

“Been waitin’ for this day for a long time.” 

They stepped up into the open truck to inspect the cages. Cats. Cats of all breeds. Of every size and color. Eric felt like he was in heaven. “Look at them all! They’re beautiful!” 

“Sure are..” Peter went over to a cage with a beautiful pair of Bombays. “Siblings are ya?” They meowed at him in reply and he felt his heart positively melt. “Hey this one’s an Egyptian Mau!” Eric said, letting the cat sniff his hand. “And that one’s a Savannah!” 

“I told you I always get the best~” Paul stated proudly. “Shall we bring your little guests inside~?” 

“What are we waiting for?” Eric picked up a couple cages and brushed past them. “Once we get all the beauties set up properly, the CatMans’ Pet Shop will officially be in business!!”

He’d really done it this time. He was such a fucking idiot. 

Ace barely managed to crawl up onto the beach and collapse onto his side. He looked at his aching hand littered with at least a dozen bleeding puncture wounds. “Fuck..” he groaned. He really was an idiot.  It was harmless, he thought. Just a bunch of beautiful flowers. That was the mistake. It turned out to be a flower urchin. And it made him pay for touching it. It hurt so fucking bad. The pain was going up his arm now making it painful to move it. He couldn’t get up. He was too exhausted from the swim to the surface. Was this it? Was this how he was going to go?

Something gentle touched his back. A hand? 

He turned his head. His vision was blurry but he’d recognize such a gorgeous head of hair anywhere.

“Starfish..it’s you~” 

“Yes, my love..it is I~” 

“Are you..speakin’ to me with your mind..?” 

“I have that ability now, yes~” 

“Aw, baby..I know if anybody could save me, you could..” He hissed as he felt his arm being lifted. His hand being examined. “A flower urchin sting. Their toxin’s effects are very unpredictable. I must treat you quickly.” 

“Not gonna lie..feels like I’m dyin’..” 

“You will be alright. I will help you~” 

Moments later, Ace felt himself being lifted up and carried towards his house. “Waitaminute! Starfish, what’re you doin’?! You know changin’ into a human drains ya! And you’re not gonna be able to go back to the water!”

“Yes I know..but this is more important than my returning to the sea. You will be safe as long as you are with me~” 

“Damn..you’re a blessing, Starfish. I love ya~” 

“And I you~” 

Jaime looked out his cottage window. There were dark storm clouds rolling in from the south. “Damn. Guess I need to get my herbs before my garden gets drowned.” He grabbed his basket and went out back. Thunder rumbled loudly, but it was surprisingly..very calming. He’d never felt this way during a storm before. Interesting. With his herbs gathered he quickly rushed inside just as the downpour began. It was as if..the storm waited for him to finish. Fascinating. 

The storm continued into the evening. Jamie sat on his porch watching the clouds roll by, lightning streaking through them. It was quite a sight to behold. There was clearly some kind of magic at work. He could feel it in his veins. He was compelled to find the source. When the rain slowed he put on his cloak and set out into the woods.

As Jaime wandered he sensed the electricity in the air, making the hair on his arms stand up. He was definitely getting close to something. He was excited and scared at the same time. He wondered what he would find! The trail led him to a steep cliff overlooking the forest. The sky was so close, he could feel the thunder rumbling in his chest. A cloaked figure stood at the edge with their arms raised toward the sky. His heart started racing. Why? He didn’t even know this person! “I’ve been waiting for you.” they said, startling him. Okay. The voice was clearly male. One part of the mystery solved. “Y-you have..?” 

“This storm was meant to bring you here to me.” 

“O-oh. Do..you know me..?”

“Not personally..but I have had visions of you.” 

“Visions..?” So that was where those strange feelings were coming from! Someone else was channeling his energy to connect to him! “W-who are you..?” The figure removed his hood, revealing a head of soft, black hair. His face was completely white, with silver starburst markings around his eyes and black lips. Jaime’s heart stopped. What an absolutely gorgeous being. Those  beautiful hazel eyes had completely trapped him within their gaze. “I..I know those markings. You are of the Storm.” They slowly closed the distance between them as they continued to speak.

“It is my Craft, yes. My name is Thomas.” 

“I’m Jaime.”

“I know.”

“You do?”

“That name has occupied my thoughts for the longest time.” 

“It’s crazy to think I’ve been on someone’s mind for any amount of time, let alone yours~”

“It is..but here we are.” 

“What did you come here for?”

“Didn’t your cards tell you?” 

“Y-you mean..?” 

Thomas reached out to take Jaime’s hands. “Yes..it’s me~” 

It took all the self control Jaime could muster to keep from outright squealing with delight. Instead he threw himself into the other Witch’s arms and kissed him deeply. “I have found him..I have found my true love~” 

“So..is there anything special you want to do tonight?” There was a mischievous twinkle in StarChild’s eye when he spoke. Demon just shrugged. “Not really. I just want to curl up with my husband and have him give me a nice massage.” He raised an eyebrow when the Star Prince huffed. “Really? That’s it? Aren’t you forgetting about something? Do’t you know what day it is?”

“I know exactly what day it is..and I don’t care.” 

“What? How can you not care?” 

“I just don’t.” 

“Demon–” 

“I don’t want to discuss it alright? Just drop it.” 

“But I–” 

“Drop it!!” 

“If you say so~” 

Demon stopped and shot StarChild a glare. “What are you planning?” 

“Planning? I don’t know what you’re talking about!” 

“I know you! You’re scheming something!” 

“I am not! And I resent the insinuation!” 

“I’m going into my room now. And I’m going to bed.” 

“Fine! Be a grumpypuss! I won’t say anything!” 

Demon growled and opened his door. StarChild smirked as he turned on the light. 

"SURPRISE!!!" 

Demon just stood in the doorway and turned back to StarChild. “I hate you.” 

“And I love you too~ Happy birthday, Demon~”

“I wanna build a sand castle, Baba!” 

“Just wait a moment while Aiutu puts some sun screen on you first~” Demon sat back on his beach chair and watched. He loved seeing his Treasure and his precious little devil looking so happy. Vinneketh had been wanting to come back to the beach ever since he’d been taken there. It was all he talked about for days afterwards. Demon’s mind was made up right then and there. The next time KISS took a break from recording or touring he would take his family to Earth for a nice beach vacation. The weather was perfect. Summer was just starting. And the looks on their faces was priceless. 

“Beloved, where is Nikolai?” 

“Hm?” Demon lowered his sunglasses to look around, finding no trace of him. “He might have gone swimming. Or he wandered off somewhere.” Vinneketh frowned. “Perhaps we should search for him.” 

“He’s a teenager. He’ll be fine. And he’ll come back when he wants to.” 

“I suppose you are right.” 

While Ayesha sat on her towel under her umbrella building her castle Demon and Vinneketh held hands and enjoyed the gentle ocean breeze together. 

Until they heard Ayesha scream. 

They both bolted up from their chairs. “Ayesha?!” Vinneketh ran over to their crying daughter and picked her up. “There there, darling..” 

“Oh c’mon I was only playing!” Nikolai folded his wings and stepped out of the pile of sand where Ayesha’s castle once stood. “I want my sand castle!!” Ayesha wailed. Nikolai rolled his eyes. “It’s just sand. We can start over again!”

“That is not the point, Nikolai.” Vinneketh said sternly. “You could have found somewhere else to land.” 

“We will have to decide a proper punishment.” Demon said, crossing his arms. “Little devil..what do you think we should do with your naughty brother?” Nikolai gaped. “You’re gonna let her punish me?” Vinneketh nodded. “I think it is only fair. She is the injured party after all.” 

“You gotta be kidding!!” 

A short time later Demon and Vinneketh were back in their chairs relaxing peacefully while Ayesha happily buried Nikolai in the sand. A good time was had by all..except one~

When I wake up my head is pounding. It’s difficult to even move let alone try to get out of bed. I look down at myself. I’m dressed in my nightgown. There’s no marks anywhere on my body. Did..last night really happen? Everything is still so hazy. It feels like I just woke up from a very long, very pleasant dream. Only when I go into my living room does reality come crashing back down. There’s the Demonology book open on my altar. There’s my Summoning Circle. It wasn’t a dream! It did happen!

But..was that good?

I suddenly remember his last words to me. Clear as day.   

“Oh yes..you will make fine, strong heirs for me..won’t you~?”

My heart sinks into my stomach and I press a hand to my belly. Did he..? Am I..? Oh great Goddess.. 

“I fucked an Incubus and I might be pregnant with his child.” 

When Chikara finds out..because I know she will..she’s going to blow a gasket. 

Another tedious diplomatic function.

StarChild was bored and he wanted to have some fun. He looked out at the crowd. Nobody unique stood out. They all started to blend together like the flock of sheep that they were. He was ready to just fall asleep right then and there. 

“Pardon me, Prince StarChild. May I have a moment of your time?” 

He rolled his eyes. Gods, not another one. “No, you may not.” 

“But I..I thought you might appreciate a gift.” 

“Not really..” He covered a yawn with his hand. 

“I see.”

“You may go now.” 

“Are..you certain you won’t reconsider? I learned of your fondness for jewels so I--”

“Did you say jewels?” 

“I did, my Prince.” A lockbox was opened, revealing flawless, sparkling blue gems. “These are ocean sapphires. They are our most precious jewels.” Now his interest was piqued. “My my how lovely~ Forgive my rudeness, will you~? This is just so boring..you understand~”

“Of course. That was why I came over.” 

StarChild studied the other man carefully. Quite handsome. His mane of golden hair was not as glorious as King Robert’s but was anyone’s really? Greyish-blue eyes. Rather boring. He had a pleasing smile at least and was nice to look at. He supposed he could entertain this one for a while. “Well don’t keep me in the dark. What’s your name?” 

“Tempest, Prince StarChild. Lord Joseph Tempest from Europa.” 

“Europa..you’re Celestian?” 

“Yes. I am here as a representative of the Royal Family of Jendell.” 

“You don’t say~” The wheels in StarChild’s head started turning. Now here was another perfect little pawn he could use to keep Jendell under his heel. “Would you like to join me in my room, Joseph~? I could use some..entertainment~” He smirked as Joseph’s face turned red. “I-I’m..not certain we should..” 

“Don’t be foolish, darling. We’re both bored..and I can tell you want me~ Why else would you give me these lovely gifts~?” 

“I-I was just..”

“Shhh..don’t question me. Just look into my eyes..and I will make all of your wildest fantasies come to life~” 

Whatever the Star Prince wants..he gets.

After the last bell rang Vinnie hurried out to his locker to put his books in his bag. He had to leave quickly or he would be late for work! He was on his way out the door when his path was blocked. Simmons’ designated muscle Peter Criss looked at him with a smirk on his face and Vinnie rolled his eyes. Oh wonderful..it’s the mafia wanna-be. “Hold it right there, Vin.” he said, crossing his arms. “Gene wants to have a word with ya.” 

“I don’t care what he wants.” Vinnie fired back, attempting to pass. “I have to go to work. And don’t call me Vin.” 

“Feisty one ain’tcha? I can see why he wants ya.” 

“Please move. I’m going to be late.”

“Not happenin’, sweet stuff~” 

Vinnie started to sweat. What was he going to do? It wasn’t like he could just..force him out of the way. He wasn’t a fighter!

“Excuse me. Shouldn’t you be in detention, Mr. Criss?” The voice of Principle Aucoin was most certainly a welcome one. “Yes, sir.” he grumbled through gritted teeth. He turned back to Vinnie who was trying to keep himself from smiling. “This ain’t over yet. You just got lucky.” Vinnie shuddered. Peter may have been small but he was good at intimidation. Really good. Clutching his bag tightly he ran outside to his bike and rode off. Fast.

A sense of dread filled Vinnie’s entire body as he rode his bike to school the next morning. There was no doubt in his mind that Simmons wouldn’t take his rejection lightly. His hands shook as they gripped the handlebars as he turned into the school’s parking lot. There he was. Leaning back on his motorcycle with that ever present smirk on his face while a group of girls fawned over him. Maybe..he’d be too distracted to notice him? No such luck. The only space left to park his bike was right next to him. He could feel those dark eyes burning a hole into him as soon as he pulled up. 

“Well fancy meeting you here~” 

“I go to school here.” Vinnie replied simply, setting down his kickstand. “Unlike you.” He grabbed his bag to go inside. He could hear the girls whining and begging for Simmons to come back as he got off his bike to follow him. Oh good. Just what he needed. 

“Not a lot of people turn down an invitation from me, you know.” 

“There’s a first time for everything.” 

“You’re feisty~”

“So I’ve been told.” 

“So why won’t you?” 

“I’m going to be late for class.”

“Bet you’d just explode wouldn’t you~?”

“Some people actually come to school for education.”

“I don’t get you.”

“Doubt you ever will.” 

“How about you help me to~?” 

“No thank you.” 

“I’ll wear you down, Cusano. It’s what I’m good at~” 

“You’ll be wasting your time.” 

“We’ll see about that~” 

When they reached the lockers Simmons leaned over Vinnie with that smirk again. Looking directly into his eyes. Vinnie nearly had a meltdown with all of his conflicting thoughts. Damn he’s handsome! But he’s a scumbag! Be he smells so good! But he’s just a user! But think of how jealous all those vapid girls would be! But why should popularity even matter? “I...” 

“Getting to you already, am I~?” 

“I...I have to go!” He ducked under Simmons’ arm and ran to his homeroom class, completely forgetting his books. 

“Yep. I’ve totally got you~” 

“Paul, do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?” 

Paul gazed into Eric’s eyes. Those eyes as blue as the ocean that captivated him from day one. How incredibly handsome he looked standing there dressed in that pristine black tuxedo with tiger print on his lapels. A sweet memento to his mentor. He loved this man. Wholly and unconditionally. It never ceased to amaze him that such joy was finally his to have. He smiled and gently squeezed Eric’s hands. 

“I do~” 

“And do you Eric, take this man to..also be your lawfully wedded husband?” 

Eric’s heart was jackhammering inside of his chest. Every damn day he wondered how he managed to find someone as perfect as the man standing next to him. A man who tried to kill him no less! And now here they were getting married! There he was dressed in a glittering white tuxedo-dress, looking as glamorous as a model just stepping off the runway. And wanting to marry him. Life sure was crazy. 

“I do~” 

“Then by the power vested in my by almighty God and the state of Nevada, I now pronounce you husband and..husband~” Quiet laughs came from the small crowd before the priest continued. “You may kiss your husband~” 

Eric chuckled as he lifted Paul’s veil. “You’re a bride in every sense of the word, babe~” 

“Then come kiss your blushing bride~” 

“Been waiting to do this~” Grinning, Eric took Paul into his arms and dipped him as if they were dancing, leading into a perfect kiss. The crowd gasped and applauded, and Paul just had to giggle. Vegas had really made his darling husband quite the showman~ 

“I suppose I’ll be taking the bed.” 

Ace turned to look at him as he drank the last of the beer in his can. “’Scuse me?” 

“Well I’m certainly not sleeping on the floor or in a chair.” 

“Neither am I! Listen Star Diva..none of that entitled crap’s gonna fly here. I’m not lettin’ you throw your weight around and muscle me out of a comfy spot. We’ll share it.” StarChild stared at him like he’d grown a second head. “Me? In that bed..with you?!” 

“Wild right? Thinkin’ about someone other than yourself?” 

“I absolutely refuse!!” 

Ace smirked and held out a quarter. “We could..flip for it~” When StarChild visibly cringed he cackled. “I wouldn’t chance it if I were you!” 

“Fine fine I’ll do it!!” 

“Good choice~” 

“I get to use the bathroom first.” 

“Go on then~”

StarChild sighed as he stepped out of the shower and grabbed one of the complimentary robes. It was by no means a plush as the ones he wore back home but it would do. After he lamented over having nothing proper to sleep in he slipped back into his underclothes and wrapped the robe around himself. “Ugh this is so terribly common..” He folded his clothes and carried them out, placing them in a chair. If he was stuck here then he was not going to wear one outfit the whole time. He would need more clothes. But that would come later. Right now he needed sleep.

“My turn~” Ace announced, strolling into the bathroom and closing the door. StarChild was relieved. At least he wouldn’t smell like that awful beer he drank when he came to bed. He took off his robe and buried himself under the covers. He was so close to drifting off..then the bathroom door opened, the light shining directly on him. He groaned and pulled the covers over his head. “Turn that ooooff!” 

“Sorry!” 

When the room went dark again he relaxed, until he felt the mattress dip with Ace’s weight. He stiffened. He never wanted to be this close to Ace with barely any clothes on. His face was heating up very quickly. “J-just keep your back to me and we’ll be fine.” 

“Yeah yeah..” A yawn. “..just don’t bitch at me if I turn in my sleep.” 

“Mmph..that’s fair..”

Warm breath against his neck slowly stirred StarChild out of his sleep. He immediately stiffened again. Not only was Ace’s face buried in his shoulder, he was pretty much spooning against him..with a hand on his thigh. He started to panic. Dear Gods..Ace was naked! He could feel everything!! It took all the self control he had not to scream and jump out of the bed! “Mmm..you awake? I feel you shakin’~” 

Bastard! He was doing this on purpose!! 

“Get. Off. Me. Now.” 

“Naaah..I’m comfy~ Too bad you ain’t in your birthday suit..we could fool around~” 

“I’m warning you..” 

“Aw c’mon..you don’t wanna have a little fun~?” 

“I..” His resolve began to fall apart when Ace pressed his lips to his neck. Curse him..it did feel nice. When he gasped he could feel the SpaceMan’s smile against his skin. “You wanna play now~?” 

“..uh-huh..” 

“No regrets later~?” 

“..none..”

“I’ll hold ya to that~” 

“..and you better not tell anyone..” 

“No promises~”