A Casual Collection: Season 3

Ep2: The Imp went to my Class!

"Thanks for paying for dinner again!" Becky said, hugging Brad up in the driver's seat. Brad turned it off, stretching to himself in his seat while Leana got out of the car.

"No problem, just please stop flaking out on me," Leana answered, taking her groceries with her out of the car.

"I promise. Besides I always pay you back!" Becky said. "Come on Brad, the quad isn't too far away! I can even sneak you in, play spin the bottle..."

Brad turned around from the driver's seat with a confused look. "Don't you have class tomorrow?"

"Pffft, like I really need to show up on time."

"Well yeeeeah, it's a required course."

"So was history, and I never showed up for that," Becky said. Brad gave Leana her house keys and farewell saluted. "I'll see you at midnight I guess, unless you're actually staying up tonight."

"Not really, I just wanna sleep after going out to eat." She waved and turned around to go into the house, listening to Brad's car pull away while sifting through her friend's house keys. After finding the right key she started inserting, only for the door to swing open away from her. Mortoii appeared to be the one opening the door, completely naked and holding a spoon covered in tomato sauce. "Hi!"

"Oh god why..." Leana said, rushing inside to push the door closed. As soon as she shut the door, she felt the temperature increase in the house, making her sweat under her jacket. "Also who turned up the thermostat?"

"That is actually why I wanted to talk to you about it. You see, since I was now supposed to stay in this location, I am looking at what else your lifestyle holds." He pointed to the thermostat on the wall of the living room, set in the high 80s. "That was the first thing that caught my eye. However, by the time I was playing with it, I couldn't turn it back down..."

"Did you press the button with the triangle that was pointing up?"

"Yes, and I know what you are about to ask." He jumped and glided over to the thermostat, pressing the down button to lower the temperature. For some reason though, a beep sounded whenever he tried to put back to temperature to where it was. "The underside said there was a 'manual' somewhere to 'unlock it', but you never said where that nor the lock was!"

"It's pointless, it's probably shredded or something..." Leana said, moving her hand to block her vision of the imp's crotch. "But why are you cooking?"

"Your friend said you didn't know how to cook, so...." Imp took her into the kitchen, showcasing all the activity going on. He had almost every appliance running, from the stove to the oven under, to the microwave in the corner of the countertop. Despite the busy area, the entire place was clean, save for condensation and a few small spots. "...I decided to show you how!" He says excitedly, his junk flopping around with every movement he made.

"That's cool but isn't there a custom in your world to wear clothing inside the house?"

"No, why? Is it illegal here? Or, is it turning you on?~"

"Illegal. Definitely illegal in the state of New Jersey," she said, turning around completely. Mortoii nodded and placed his spoon down, leaving and coming back with the laptop from her room. "This has a similar screen. It must be able to provide proof of this law."

"Only if you put on your clothes first."

He shook his head. "Why don't take yours off? You look miserable in this heat Leana."

"Because it's illegal..." she started walking away, taking off her jacket while going to the bedroom. "And I'm not miserable, it's just cooler in the night." Once she had come back in a random t-shirt and panties, she saw that Mortoii had put on his underwear, but his clothes were still off and tucked away somewhere. At least his junk is gone now, she thought. She leaned against the wall, watching him move around. Even though he had an hour to find everything, he still ended up pleasantly surprised when he found a new ingredient hiding behind a bunch of stuff in a drawer. Leana started wondering if he was adding in whatever his hands could grab...