Page 107 of A Slice For My Demon


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“Later, peaches.”

Kevin shivered as Percy squeezed his hand, surprised that the ache of his wounds faded. “That you? Did you just heal me?”

“Sorry I can’t do more.” Percy frowned. “That little shit had that ax blessed. Didn’t feel so great getting smacked around the head with it.”

“Hey, I’m fine. It’s you I’m worried about.” Kevin kissed Percy’s hand. “I’m sorry. If we hadn’t split up, this never would have happened.”

“I think it’s better we know that your friend and former employer is from a crazy family of demon hunters.” Percy snorted. “Besides, you needed time to do… whatever it was you were doing. I know that finding your wings was important so you could remember who you are, and I’m sorry that it didn’t work. But… maybe you don’t need to. I happen to think who you are right now is pretty damn special.”

“Yeah?” Kevin smiled. “I’m glad you think so. And I think maybe it’s better I don’t know. Whoever that angel was, I’m not him.” He walked over to Cher’s trap, kneeling down to scrape away at the ward holding her.

As soon as Cher was free, she jumped on Kevin and lapped excitedly at his face. As quickly as she’d tackled Kevin, she was gone and racing to Percy, standing on her hind legs to lick him.

“Ugh, please. No!” Percy groaned in disgust, but he resigned himself to his fate and petted her grumpily. “Five more licks, you rotten hell beast, and then no more!”

“She was worried about her daddy,” Kevin teased, his heart fluttering to see Percy and Cher both alive and safe.

His little demonic family.

Kevin joined them, urging Cher to stand down and curling an arm around Percy’s waist. He petted Cher and kissed Percy’s cheek.

Percy continued to grumble, but he hugged Kevin back while Cher wiggled between them, licking at their hands with happy little whines. She tensed suddenly and whipped around to face the door. All of the hair on her back stood up, her flames burned brighter, and she growled.

“Shit!” Percy pulled away from Kevin. “Hunters? Already? That was fucking fast.”

“Son of a bitch.” Kevin scrambled to grab his sword, readying himself to attack and moving in front of Percy. “Think we can take ’em?”

“There’s always plan B. Me, you, and our brimstone fur baby magical woo woo the fuck out of here—”

The door opened and in walked…

Steve.

Steve the delivery driver was here, followed by his ever present perfume of marijuana. He smiled when he saw Kevin and Percy, and he waved. “Whoa, hey guys! Thought that was your truck out there. It was either your truck or a copy placed there by the space bugs to confuse me.” He looked down. “Hey, cool dog, man.”

Kevin burst out into hysterical laughter, and he dropped the sword to the floor. Relief flooded through him, and he grinned from ear to ear. “Fucking wow, Steve.” He hurried over to pull Steve into a back breaking hug. “I have never been happier to see you.”

“Aw, I love you too, man.” Steve patted Kevin’s hair. “Hugs are nice. Yours is kinda sticky.”

“Just what we need.” Percy scrubbed his face. “Maybe we’ll get a secondhand high and my headache will go away.”

“Did you do something with your hair?” Steve asked. “You look different, man.”

“Uh, yeah! Got a haircut,” Kevin replied, quickly trying to will his demonic form to vanish away. He checked his hands to make sure they were a normal color again and let out a quick sigh of relief.

Percy had also transformed back into his human self, dressed in a clean black suit with purple flowers in his lapel and a deep violet tie.

Steve didn’t seem to notice anything was amiss.

Cher cautiously approached Steve, sniffed his leg, and then turned away with a huff.

“I’m holding if you need somethin’, man,” Steve said cheerfully. “I don’t usually share, but you make Kevin glow. And that’s cool.”

Kevin froze.

Wait, didn’t Steve say something about a dog?

Kevin pulled back, holding Steve by the shoulders and looking him over carefully. “You can see Cher?”

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