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Ash cringed as he heard the crash in his living room. That would be difficult to explain....
The boy sighed unhappily and dialed Mario's, hastily ordering a feast to feed seven-- and a side of very rare novelty steak. He even payed extra to put a rush on the order. Emptying his weeks wage in the process. Ninety bucks, all gone. But he wasn't a virgin anymore, so that was a plus.

"Evan!" He called "I really need to talk to you... before your feast arrives, please."
She might be in charge, but there had to be ground rules.
 
Grunting, she hunched over herself as she stood on one leg and prodded the disheveled lamp with her other foot. "hm?" She made another sound before hissing and crushing the lamp under her foot, lifting it up and dangling the artificial carcass from her toes. She sniffled the remains and licked the shade, frowning to the taste and tossing it into the wall without a second thought. Her foot touched the floor again and she turned to look at the boy.​
 
"NO NO NO! No....." he groaned as he watched his mothers favorite lamp destroyed.
"I know I belong to you and everything, but this is my world. I know how to exist in it. I know the rules." He looked at the naked demon pointedly.
The boy sighed thoughtfully.
He had five thousand very hard earned dollars in his bank account. And his...owner? Lover?
What ever she was, Evan needed clothes!
"First rule, yo have to wear clothes. I'll go online and buy you some later. Rule two, always speak English! This is America, if you want to speak another language learn Spanish. Rule three, no killing people, no destroying property, no beating people, no killing small animals for food. " he gave a very deep sigh.
"Those should hold for now...do you promise time follow the rules I've told you so far? "
 
She made a disgusted expression as he spoke, "Espagnol? Pah! Les Espagnols sont ingrats immonde!" She grunted and crossed her arms over her chest, obviously not pleased with something of what he said. "No." She turned away from him and walked further into the house, exploring his trite little home.​
 
No? What could she possibly object to? His rules were perfectly reasonable!
His brain slowly translated her comment.
She objected to Spanish?!
"OK you don't have to speak Spanish. But you still have to speak English. Better?"
He asked with obvious irritation.
 
She stopped where she stood and looked back at him again. She pouted a bit and put her hands on her hips, "For you." She looked around where she stood and soon asked, "Where is the bed?" She wanted to lounge about while she waited for her food.​
 
Wordlessly, Ash pointed at his small bed. He'd have to buy a new one of those too...
He could see his new car speeding away as he realized just how much Evan was going to cost him.
"Do you agree to the other rules?" He asked very carefully. "It's important that you do or I'm going to be killed in the aftermath..."
A slight exaggeration,but not much...this was a small town, lots of superstition in the people. If anyone found out that he was raped by--made love to--a demon, they'd kill him no question.
 
Evan sat down on the bed and bounced a few times, grunting softly before laying on her side and curling up. She pulled at his pillows, pushing on them and feeling the material. She then looked over at him, "Kill? No." She huffed at him and propped her head up on one of her hands, "I will do the killing. All will die by my hands." She looked at his nightstand and opened the drawers, going through them.​
 
Ash rolled his eyes with disgust, her killing was on him. He summoned her. He had to keep her blood lust in check.
"Please! No killing. Are you trying to get me burned alive! The only just lifted a ban on dancing ten years ago. They still have a giant oak in the town square! They will lynch and burn me to death! DO. NOT. KILL!" The young man ordered, very scared for his own survival.
With a small jump he tried to distract Evan from his nightstand. He really did not want her to find his humble stash of porn...couldn't have her getting more ideas of things to do to him...
"The food is almost here! Why don't you lay down and relax....I'll feed you when it comes,OK!"
 
"Feh!" She waved him away and moved things around, soon finding a humble pile of magazines. She pulled one out by the cover and purred at the pictures inside. Dropping it on the mattress infront of her, she began to flip through the pages while purring, her tail coiling behind her.​
 
It was clear to Ash that he wouldn't get a straight answer out of her. Much to his sorrow.
The boy grinned very nervously as he saw her rapt attention to his porn magazines.
Now she knew that he enjoyed dominant women...and pegging. Oh dear.
He prayed she wouldn't find the incest fantasy digest issues in the back of his closet...who knew what she'd do if she saw them...
Provided she could read,that is.

Ash pulled on some new clothes and waited by the door for the food.

Minutes later, the door bell rang.
He opened the creaky door quickly and looked in shock at the cart full of food that the delivery Guy hauled to the step.
"Where's the party?" He asked, holding the bill out for him to pay up.
Almost one hundred dollars...
Ash sighed and handed the Guy a C-note and the pimply 20-something slid the container into the door.
"Keep the change." He muttered and slammed the door, his arms full of food.

"Foods here Evan!" He called brightly, dragging the huge box of pizzas and steak.behind him.
 
She continued to finger through the magazine, nostrils flaring subtly as her eyes closed. "mmm~" She could smell the food when he opened the door. Deciding to take the stubborn approach when he called out to her, she made a strange and somewhat reptilian sound, her tail snapping in the air as it lashed out towards the wall. "Bring it!" She pushed the magazine aside and watched the doorway, tail swaying, her stomach growling as she waited for her new pet to feed her.​
 
Ash sighed as he heard her order, he did promise...
With a very quiet chuckle, the boy sauntered into the room with the crate of food.
"What would you like first, mistress Evan? Steak?"he held up a huge sizzling slab of beef. "Or pizza?" He indicated the cheese covered delicacy with his free hand.
 
Her tongue swept over her lips at the sight of the steak. She took it from him and sat up, tearing off a strip of the meat with her teeth and chewing on it. Frowning as she mulled the food over in her mouth, she looked over at him and spat the chewed up meat onto the floor, "Qu'est ce que c'est!? Qu'avez-vous fait pour?" She certainly didn't sound too happy...​
 
Ash's French failed him completely. Confused, he looked around sadly, wondering what he could do to fix whatever he did wrong...
Then he realized, she broke a rule.
"English, Evan...please, I can't fix anything if I don't understand what's wrong..." he said very respectfully.
 
She growled as she looked him over, holding up the steak, "What is done? MM?" She eyed the meat before bringing it to her face and sniffing it, "Where is the blood?" Apparently she was used to raw meat, not cooked. It was still good and she enjoyed it- she just hadn't been expecting it and she was not sure if she really liked it.​
 
The boy sighed yet again-- he was really forming a habit there-- and began to pace like a crazy person.
"Humans like to cook meat and other food stuffs over a fire to add flavor and make sure it's safe to eat. I can get raw meat, but not till tomorrow. Eat that if you can." Ash grunted, his energy fading fast.
His parents should be back soon, he realized with horror.
How would he explain Evan to them?
"We need to get you some clothes. NOW!" He yelped, running to the computer and dragging Evan with him.
He knew the clothes he ordered wouldn't arrive today, but at least he wouldn't have to loan her his for too long.
 
She eyed the meat with a distasteful expression before putting it into her mouth and chewing on it. The boy pulled her over to some kind of metal box. She grumbled and swallowed some of the meat. It was ok. She preferred it raw but this would do, for now.​
 
"You need clothes. You can get them here. Just tell me what you like and I'll get it."
He explained with more than a little concern in his voice.
He quickly pulled up five popular sites.
 
She moved over his shoulder, looking at the pictures, "Vêtements? Je préférerais ne pas." Evan grunted and pointed to the screen, "I care not for these things." She looked to him, looking over his clothing, "But if you insist," She looked to the screen, amused that her pet would want to dress her. She picked out a pair of daisy dukes and a pink sweater that hung off of one shoulder and exposed her stomach and lower back.​
 
Ash suppressed a powerful sigh, Evan's sense of style was as subtle as her English...
"You're going to need more clothes than that if you expect to exist in my world."
He pointed the browser at a very popular teen girls fashion site and got up.
"Can you read?" He asked softly. "You've gotta learn some of this stuff at least..." he grudgingly admitted.
"Go to it."
The boy walked off to try and hide all the stacks of incest fantasy digest in his closet.
 
Frowning, the demoness took a seat at the computer and leaned forward, reading the text. She did not understand most of the more modern lingo but she was trying. A lot had changed since the last time she was in the human realm- though it still had that basic feel, "Why do I need to know of this "Katy Perry" and "Jonas Brothers?" Hm?" Human civilizations were so trite and unnecessary- which was why the demons were so found of tearing it apart whenever they could.​
 
"Not that. "Ash muttered flatly. "Fashion, you need to blend in, or some bastard is going to try to kill you, or failing that,me." His voice was completely dead, all his energy was spent.
He was really beginning to wonder why the evil book brought him this particular demoness.
Not that it really mattered.
 
"Mortals? Kill me!? HA!" She laughed at him and his absurd concept. No mortal could kill her. As for killing him, she could always get a new pet, but... he was so amusing, "You will be ok." She looked back at the screen of the computer, grumbling nonsense under her breath.
 
That wasn't very reassuring to Ash...
"I'm sure...." he scowled, wondering just how the hell he would explain this strange turn of events to his mom and dad.
'See! It's just like in evil dead! Klaatu Barrada Nikto!' Didn't seem to cut it....
The boy began to pace crazily once again, brainstorming like there was no tomorrow.
Because if he didn't come up with something smart quickly, there wouldn't be.
 
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