DO NOT SUMMON DEMONS TO BABYSIT DOGS

Chapter 1

At first, I'd thought it hadn't worked. Disappointed, and still in need of a dog-sitter, I started to walk out of the room. A slight breeze puffed my hair. 'I guess I left the window open' I thought. I turned around but it was closed. 'Hmph' I checked the seal, but it was sealed tight. Perplexed, I checked the other one and  it was the same story. As the breeze grew stronger, I glanced around and something shiny caught my eye. "Shit!" I exclaimed. The leftover chalk on the floor from my summoning circle was flickering. I hastily grabbed the stick of chalk off of the dresser. Benjie, or Benjamin, my dog, began to grow agitated. I redrew the circle.I had read somewhere that a demon cannot cross outside of the circle nor interfere with anything, unless the summoner has given permission.

I don't know what i was expecting, maybe for the room to go dark, and things to fall off the wall, but instead, in a swift poof of shimmery orange smoke, a lavish magenta and gold couch appeared in my living room. 'What the fuck? I thought I was summoning a demon, not a couch.' As if she had heard my thoughts, a tall demoness walked around from the other side. Just as she was about to cross the chalk line, she glanced down, and grinned at me. She strode over the line, right up to me. She had purple skin, magenta hair, and she was wearing a bathrobe! I was so stunned I just stared. She looked at me expectantly. "Wadda ya want?" At a loss for words, I stutter. "Uh ummm.." She grunts. Snapping her fingers, neat cursive writing appears in the air. Babysit dog, it reads. She purses her lips. "What kind of person-" She starts. "No. No, no, no. You, you are going to teach me all about humans, and show me around as an apology gift, for this insult." I'm still in shock but I manage to stutter, " I-I have things I need to do, and-" Waving her hand she cuts me off. "Take me with you. I doubt you have much to do anyway." I sigh. There's not much use in refusing a demon I guess. "Fine." I say "But you'll need to put some clothes on."

As I waited in the car I felt a twinge of excitement. The demon-girl, who's name was Nimue, had horns and antenna, but no tail, like in the movies and pictures. She came out of the house, and hopped down the steps. I smiled. She was a lot more fun when she wasn't  mad at me or threatening me. She grabbed the car door handle, and gave a gentle tug. "You'll have to pull harder than that!" I said. She yanked on the door handle, causing the door to fly open and hit her in the thigh "Ooo!" I teased. "Ugh! Is everything you humans make a torture device?" she exclaimed. I shrugged. "More or less." She laughed. "Off to Walmart land!!" I snorted. "You make it sound so nice." "Is it not?" She inquired. "You'll see." 

I started the car. As I drove, she stared out the window, taking in the sights. I had to admit, Nova Scotia was a beautiful place. I hated cities generally, but ours, they were different. They still had the 'Small town charm' that other cities lacked. even still, I lived more into the suburbs, in Sackville. I turned into the parking lot and she looked... stunned."So..?" I asked "What do you think? Walmart land!" She sat there, goggling. "It's HUGE!" She couldn't contain her excitement! 'She's rather adorable! So excited to get groceries!' I thought to myself. She leapt out of the car. I followed. "I must admit, I've never been this excited to go to Walmart before" She flashed me a blinding smile. "Cause I'M here." She winked. I could feel my face heating up as we walked in the doors. The feeling vanished as soon as the poorly heated, musty air of Walmart glory hit my face. I steered to the left, grabbing a bag of avocados without stopping. She ran to the fresh vegetable section and grabbed a big box of mushrooms. She put it in the cart. "Um.. hello! are you paying?" I said, reproachfully. She slightly stuck out her bottom lip. "But mushrooms are the best!! Plus, I've brought money with me too!" "Okay, how much?" She wrestled some coins out of her pocket. "48 Scaleens" "48 what's?" I asked, extremely confused. "We used Canadian dollars here. What's a scaleen?" When I looked at her face, I saw she was just as confused as I was. I laughed. "OK, fine. Mushrooms it is." "Yes!" She pumped her fist in the air. 'She loves mushrooms too? Huh! I guess we have quite a bit in common for a demon and an average introverted human.'