DoomPet

Chapter 69 (TW: NSFW)

A week had passed since the power returned. Haru was getting used to his weird new body, though he would scream like he was actively being murdered when he wasn't being fed fast enough. He also found a great deal of pleasure in "accidentally" scratching the Slayer with his retractable claws. The man's bruise on his head had healed up, and Orca and Missy were nearly the size of Haru's new body.

Now the Slayer and Daisy were patrolling the city, popping the heads off a few imps and firing their guns every now and then. It wasn't very interesting, but it was tiring especially because this was their fifth day in a row of work. Crue had actually decided to stay back and sit with Haru and Daisy's kids today though.

They chit-chatted a little as they walked, discussing Haru and lava and demons. "So how have the kids been?"

"Good, very good. They eat so much." She flapped her wings and perched on his shoulders, grinning down at his helmet.

It was true he had been buying meat like crazy to keep the beasts fed. They could consume so much in a single sitting it was ridiculous. The Slayer spotted another Imp up ahead, "Daisy you wanna get this one?"

She turned and used his shoulders as a jump board, propelling herself into the air and chasing down the imp. To keep things interesting, she didn't use her gun, and instead mauled the creature with her razorblade filled mouth. Like a homing pigeon, she returned right back to her perch on the Slayer, staining his armor with blood.

The rest of the patrol was relatively uneventful. While there were a lot more demons than his first patrol due to their not being a broadcast to scare them all away, it was still so boring the Slayer wanted to cry. When was the last time his armor was truly soaked in blood? When he actually felt like a Slayer? It made him angry and annoyed more than anything.

He also wished Vega was with him. The AI would tell him where all the demons were hiding and... he got sad and once again shoved the thought to the back of his mind. Maybe he could ask Samuel to be his Vega? The robot would probably like that.

They finished up and went home with Daisy bringing back a few cuts of Imp meat for her children. The Slayer washed off and sat down beside Crüe on the couch. "How's the goats doing?"

"Good, it's a pretty standard filler episode, just more bighorn sheep drama." Crüe was drinking some of that blood smoothie stuff as he leaned against the man, shoving some popcorn into his face. "How was fighting?"

"Meh..." The Slayer paused and looked down at his lap, "Boring. It was nice to fight but I need more than a few imps to keep me interested."

Crüe didn't respond to that. He just gave the Slayer a sweet smile and a little kiss on the neck, before they both returned to the show.

Bedtime was the same routine every night. The Slayer and Crüe would crawl into bed, they'd snuggle close to each other in a blissful daze. Sometimes Crüe would lean in and give the Slayer a tiny little nibble on his neck or jawline. Then Haru would come in and force their heads apart and snuggle next to Crüe. If the cat was being generous he'd let them hold hands or let their legs touch, but tonight was like the last two nights. Haru walked in and smacked the Slayer right on the forehead, stealing his spot and not letting the man touch the demon at all.

Crüe told the man they should say something to the cat, but the Slayer didn't want to upset Haru anymore. He felt bad that Haru felt like he took his place, but god between this and his severe lack of demon murdering recently, he felt defeated.

The Slayer sat on the side of the bed, his head hanging down as he contemplated sleeping on the couch. Crüe was sitting up, his head turned away from Haru, upset at the cat. "Actually we are going on a little walk, Haru. We'll be back in a little bit."