DoomPet

Chapter 38

The marauder slowly walked down the halls, Samuel had a firm hand on his shoulder since he kept having bouts of dizziness from his off kilter sense of balance. His horns hurt but he was so desperate to see Doomguy he was practically pulling Samuel along.

The robot had taken them a "back way" to the room. Instead of using main hallways. It was a bunch of tiny dark stairwells and dingy poorly lit metal hallways until finally a door led out into what seemed to be a main hallway. The robot looked both ways and rushed him across into a door labeled "117."

"This is your new home for the time being." He announced and motioned his hand out at the room.

The marauder looked around, amazed. The room he had entered was divided into two parts. The one farther from them was a large kitchen and the other one that was closer was a living room type space. The kitchen was beautiful. It had wooden cabinets and tons of black and white tiling the backsplash on the floor. There was a fridge, a stove, a microwave, an oven, and even some little appliances on the counter he wasn't even sure what they were.

The living room was amazing as well. There was a strip of metal on the floor where the tiles of the kitchen stopped and the fluffy thick carpeting of the living room began. There was a brown leather couch with three segments and there was a TV on the same wall as the door. There was also a huge window across from the door to what the demon assumed was the bedroom.

"Isn't it pretty? The ARC apartments are quite beautiful. Plus you have this floor to yourself so you shouldn't have many disturbances from people."

Crüe nodded, thinking of all the stuff he was going to cook for the Slayer and Daisy. "This is amazing." More and more stuff was starting to make sense about humans. They lived in nice homes and had the most beautiful planet he had ever seen, no wonder they dipped into hell's resources to keep this place alive.

Samuel led him through a door in the kitchen that took him to the bedroom. Just as the robot had promised there were two beds pushed up against the same wall, instead of one, but they weren't small in any way. A single bed could probably fit both him and the Slayer and probably even Samuel.

"Oh... I suppose they weren't single beds after all." Samuel patted the demon's shoulder, "You get your wish after all."

The last place Samuel showed him was the bathroom. It was rather large with a big crescent moon shaped tub, a shower with a clear glass door that took up a whole corner, a toilet set in the other corner with a privacy wall, and a massive counter top with two sinks.

"Man I've never seen a shower that big."

Samuel chuckled, "Oh yes it's even see through so you and the Slayer can ogle each other."

He laughed, "Oh please we'd never do that." He then immediately planned to do that as soon as physically possible.

A loud notification buzzed from Samuel's tablet, he pulled it out and examined it. "Oh speak of the devil he's on his way now. He just texted me, look."

The marauder peered at the message.

'They finally cleared me. I'll be on my way soon. Is Crüe ok? Does he know I'm up?'

The Slayer watched as Samuel sent him a text back.

'Cool also yes and we are just waiting for you.'

Then he followed with a selfie of him and the marauder grinning.

The man smiled at the image, staring at it for a while. He zoomed in, cutting off Samuel's face and examined Crüe's. God his horns... he wondered how he was taking it. The Slayer wanted to get back over there as fast as possible so sat back in the wheelchair the nurses had put him in. He could walk but the mere thought of walking all the way to wherever room 117 was made him want to nearly collapse with exhaustion.