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CHAPTERSIXTEEN
Kevin didn’t think he’d ever get used to the way Percy could simply poof them from place to place, including their terrifying new dog. Percy had assured Kevin that the customers and staff at All That Pizzazz would wake up from their stupor with no memory of their sexual escapade, and he reasoned it was probably for the best.
There would have certainly been questions about the broken counter and several missing pizzas courtesy of the hellhound.
As they appeared back in front of the demon hotel, Kevin was amazed that he could see it now. It was a black brick monolith rising from the street and towering over the entire skyline.
“Holy fuck.” Kevin staggered back a step, staring up at it in awe. “It’s not just an empty lot.”
Percy snorted. “The blood.” He took Kevin’s arm to lead him through the lobby and to the elevator with the hellhound in tow. “You have a little bit of demon in you now. It’s why you can see the hotel and our hellish new friend.”
“Fucking cool.” Kevin used the key on the elevator panel and then reached over to pet the hellhound’s head. He was surprised by how velvety soft its fur was, and he smiled. “Guess he needs a name now too, huh?”
“We’re keeping it?”
“Of course we’re keeping him! Look at him!” Kevin scratched the hellhound’s ears. “Can we, like, ask him his name or something?”
“I don’t see a collar, so I suppose you can call him whatever you want.” Percy glanced over the hellhound. “Ah, beg my pardon.Her.”
The elevator opened to bring them to their room, and Kevin stepped forward to unlock the door. “Wow. So, she’s really just a stray? That’s a thing?”
“Her previous owner may have been exorcized, had their head cut off, or any number of things,” Percy replied as he followed Kevin into the bedroom. “Unfortunately, it’s not too uncommon. Especially with zealous pricks like Sebastian running around.”
“That’s sad.” Kevin patted his leg to urge the hellhound to come with them. “Can’t she, you know, go back to hell?”
“Not on her own. Unattached hellhounds tend to gather at the hotel, drawn by the demonic energy. It’s said they get attached very easily, so…” Percy gestured to the hellhound, who was staring intently at Kevin. “It seems you have yourself a new pet.”
“Can we really keep her? We could call her… Cher!”
“Cher?” Percy laughed.
The hellhound barked loudly and wagged her tail.
“I think that may be a yes,” Percy teased. “Cher it is.”
Kevin tried not to flinch at Cher’s booming bark, and he scratched her head. “You like that, baby girl? Do you wanna come on our road trip? Do you want us to be your new daddies?”
Percy made a face.
Cher barked some more, turning in circles and knocking over what was probably an expensive lamp from the bedside table.
“Oops.” Kevin grinned.
Percy sighed. “She’s not sitting in the truck with us.”
“She’s sure not riding in the bed!” Kevin argued. “That’s dangerous.”
“Well, what do you suggest then? While I admit I’m still riding the high of being thoroughly filled like one of your delicious stuffed crust pies, I don’t believe there is room for the giant hellhound.”
“I’ll come up with something. Don’t worry.” Kevin kneeled to gather up the remains of the lamp. He dumped the pieces back on the table. “Hey, lil’ super glue, I can fix that.”
Percy waved his hand, and the lamp instantly put itself back together.
“Show off.” Kevin snorted. “You know, you could sit next to me and Cher could sit by the window. Like a cozy little family.”
“You want me to be crushed in between you and the sulfuric drool factory?”
Cher growled.
