Animals
“I may have…bought a new housemate today,” he said, slightly sheepish, and Azazel’s eyes lit up in delight. He’d been pestering for Alistair to buy a Demon for months, worried that leaving Sam alone all day couldn’t be good for him and that if Alistair bought a female they could always breed them and make more money. Azazel by no means saw Sam as just a stud, but if it helped then why not, you know? ‘Besides,’ Azazel would always say, ‘they make your lives so much easier and it’s nice to know someone’s watching your back like that.’
Apparently humans don’t count.
“Really? Can I see her?”
“It’s not a ‘her’, and…” Alistair paused, rubbing the back of his neck. “It’s not a Demon.”
“What?” Azazel quickly crossed into the living room, confused and little suspicious, and stopped in the entry way when Sam hissed again. It was too late though; he saw the figure standing, silent and still, next to the coats. “Oh, God, you didn’t…”
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Apparently humans don’t count.
“Really? Can I see her?”
“It’s not a ‘her’, and…” Alistair paused, rubbing the back of his neck. “It’s not a Demon.”
“What?” Azazel quickly crossed into the living room, confused and little suspicious, and stopped in the entry way when Sam hissed again. It was too late though; he saw the figure standing, silent and still, next to the coats. “Oh, God, you didn’t…”
Continues at: highermagic.livejournal.com/4042.html