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Al threw the apartment door open with much bravado. "Ger-bear! I got you something!" She called, her arms burdened by several shopping bags. She glanced around when no answer came back. Gerry wasn't at his usual post- holding down the couch. "Ger?" She sat the bags down and listened again. "Huh. Must still be walking that stupid fox." She pushed the door shut and allowed her body to revert back to its natural form. She picked up the bag with perishables and shuffled into the kitchen, careful not to trip on her fallen stockings.

She hoisted the bag onto the counter and climbed onto the stepstool in order to reach the freezer bags. "Time to tag 'em and bag 'em." She said to herself. She took a porter house out of her grocery bag and dropped it onto the counter with a loud plop. She hummed to herself softly and poked a hole in the plastic. A light tak-tak sound drew her attention, she looked down to see Kit wagging his tail. Her eyes widened and she felt a jolt through her chest.

"Gerry?!" She called.

Nothing.

She shook her head and darted toward his room, but her stocking caught her sending her to the floor. The corner of the coffee table slammed into her cheek painfully, but she ignored it clambering back to her feet. "Gerry?!" She yelped again rushing into his room and yanking the balled up sheets from his bed. Finding no one she jerked open his closet door. Empty. She panted and turned toward the bathroom door.
"Gerry?" She asked again, softer this time and reached for the shower curtain. She closed her eyes and pulled it open. She cracked an eye open and let out a sigh of relief. Empty.

She sat down on the edge on the toilet and rubbed her face before resting it on her hands. She glanced over at the fox that had followed her into the room.

"Where'd he go that was so important that he left you?"

Kit just tilted his head to the side. She let out a huff and peeled her stockings off before returning to the living room and stripping off the rest of her clothes. She replaced them with some that actually fit and pulled her hair into two messy pigtails. She stared at the door a moment before wandering back into the kitchen to finish her task.

Al was just getting settled into the couch when she heard the lock behind her. Gerry stumbled inside and leaned against the door.

"Oh my God." He moaned running a hand down his face. "I just had the most incredible sex of my entire life."

Al peered at him from over the back of the couch. "That's because you haven't been with me yet, but go on."

He gave her a tired look. "Can't you just be happy for me?"

"I'm plenty happy for you. A note would have been nice." She said crawling over the couch to stand in front of him. She reached up pinching his cheek. "You really shouldn't just run off for a little booty."

He rolled his eyes. "It wasn't planned or anything. I was just coming back from the dog park when I ran into Pepper."

The smile fell from Al's face. "... Policewoman Pepper?"

"Yeah, she-" Her grip tightened on his face. "Ow!" He slapped her hand away. "What's your problem!?"

"Are you fucking stupid?!" She snarled. "Of all the fucking people in this city!"

"What's wrong with Pepper? Why are you acting so psycho?!"

"Number one? She's a cop! What if she decides to look into your past? My past?"

Gerry shook his head. "She wouldn't do that. I trust her."

"Uh huh. Number two. She's mine."

"Oh bullshit!" He threw his hands up. "So I can't see anyone you've slept with? There goes half the fucking city!"

"She was my favorite! You knew that!"

He laughed. "Yes, with my psychic powers I was somehow able to deduce that. You're out of your fucking head."

"Just forget about it." She said waving her hands. "Just don't go running off again. If you need satisfaction that bad, I'm always here."

"Ugh." He groaned pushing her back with a poke to her forehead.

She caught herself on the couch. "Who are you to be so picky, horse-face?!"

"Says the talking Troll-doll."

"Troll-doll?!" She snapped. "You should really watch what you say to me, do you have any idea-"

"What? What Al? What will you do? What can you do to me that you already haven't done?!"

"Gerry..." She attempted to soothe.

"No!" He growled picking her up under the arms. Gerry wasn't particularly strong, but Al's diminutive size allowed for the illusion. "Just leave me the fuck alone!"

He dropped her back down on the couch arm, her legs flying into the air, but her back landing safely on the cushions. He stormed off to his room slamming the door behind him.

Al sighed staring up at the ceiling. "Well, that went well." She muttered to herself as she crossed her arms over her chest. "Why the fuck am I still horny?"

Gerry sat on his bed and wrenched the drawer of the nightstand open. He retrieved the lighter taped to the top, the only one Al hadn't found yet. His hands quaked as the attempted to light the joint from his pocket. He took a deep drag and settled back onto his bed. A few more puffs managed to pacify him. Kit circled the bed, ears pinned back nervously.

"Fuck." He muttered to himself taking another hit. He stared up at the fan above his bed and began flicking the lighter thoughtlessly.

He soon finished his smoke and realized he'd gone all day without eating. He had been rather distracted. He thought of Pepper and smiled. It was hard not to, on top of her charming personality she was beautiful. He imagined himself running his fingers through her short, silky hair and caressing her perfect body. Sure he'd had girl friends before, but none like Pepper.

Then darker thoughts settled in. Would Al get in the way? Or worse, steal her away... He didn't want to think about it. She... She had never done such a thing before, but after that display he wondered.

Kit whined loudly disrupting his thoughts. A knock on his door followed.

"Gerry?" Al called. "I figured you'd be hungry."

He sat up in time to see a plastic bag containing a steak slide under the door.

"I'm sorry." Al added; her shadow disappearing from the floor with fading footsteps.
He grunted, he didn't want her charity. Hunger however over ruled his pride. He picked up the bag and stripped off his clothes, eating naked was far easier than dealing with blood stains. He pulled a hunk of meat free and passed it down to Kit, unsure if there would be leftovers. Kit Began gobbling down his meal tinting his muzzle and paws pink. Gerry gave him a weak smile before tearing into his own. The cold blood sent shivers across his bare skin. The fox finished first and began cleaning himself up. Gerry swallowed down the last bite a moment later. The fox moved to wash further, but tumbled over and struggled to reseat himself.

"Kit?" Gerry asked worry in his voice. He stood and his head spun. He braced himself on the head board. "Wha?" The word fell from his tongue half finished and his eyes rolled back into his head. He collapsed onto the bed, fast asleep.

Al sat just outside the door and thumbed through a lingerie catalogue. She waited for the tell-tale thump, before standing up and testing the door knob. Locked.

"Oh, Gerry." She sighed. "I am a witch remember?" She held her hand in place allowing some of her power to seep into the handle. She worked the lock gently, unwilling to waste much of her stolen magic on something so simple. The burnout of using magic beyond her means wasn't pleasant either. A soft click and she was able to enter. Both Gerry and his furry companion failed to stir.

She rounded the bed and looked him up and down. "Look at you. Such a mess." She muttered. She Stepped over Kit on her way to the bathroom and wet a washcloth with warm water. She returned and began lightly wiping the sticky beef blood away from his face, chest, and hands. Satisfied with her work she tossed the rag in the general direction of the bathroom as Gerry often did. "Such a baby."

With Gerry taken care of Al's thoughts settled back onto her own needs. Her hand drifted down to the seal.

"Rise and shine, Dark." She whispered.

Gerry's body tensed slightly and black sludge began to ooze from his lips, slowly at first then more quickly. Within a minute he was completely coated. Dark opened his golden eyes and sat up, far more languid than their first meeting. His skin had paled further, making Al look tan in comparison, dark bags hung under his eyes, and his figure had narrowed.

"My queen!" He gushed wrapping his arms around her. "It's been so long! I thought you'd forgotten me. I'm so glad, I must speak with you." Al pried him off of her. "It is of the utmost importance-"

She pressed her finger against his lips mushing them awkwardly. "Shush the yappy yappy."

He looked up at her silently.

"Look Dark, if I don't have one or more orgasms in the next half hour I will lose my fucking mind. You saddled me with that catch, remember?" He opened his mouth but she shushed him again. "I'd really love to be able to handle this with a rabbit and/or old-lefty, but things being what they are I figured you could field this one. "

"Of course, but-"

"Nah-ah-ah. Less lip, more tongue. The sooner I get off the sooner I'll have the patience to listen to your problems."

Al brushed her hair out of her face. "You're off your game tonight, but it'll do."
Dark peered up from in between her thighs. "I told you, he's dead weight when he's asleep-"

"God, shut up." Al groaned. "You sure know how to ruin the afterglow."

"But, you said-"

She squeezed his head between her legs. "Yes, yes. Spit-it-out." She grumbled contracting in on him for emphasis.

"I need a new body."

She frowned. "Oh, is that all?" She asked standing up.

He gazed up at her from his position. "There's something wrong with this one. If I don't leave soon... I don't think there will be anything left." He crawled closer, his eyes pleading. "Please my queen, I feel as though I'm being... devoured."

Al sighed crossing her arms. "I guess I'll see what I can do about finding a replacement."

Dark's face brightened. "Thank you! Thank you so much! I'll be able to serve you so much better my queen! You won't regret it."

"Go to sleep , Dark." Al said coolly.

He nodded before melting away. Gerry feel back onto the bed, still out like a light. She leaned in straightening his legs and pulling his covers over him. She stroked his curls back.

"Just forget about all the bad stuff that happened today, okay? Things will be better in the morning." She kissed him lightly on the forehead. "Sweet dreams." She tiptoed to the door taking a moment to look back at her slumbering friend. "I guess I had better start looking for another demon."

Pepper rubbed her eyes as she stared blankly at the TV, some insipid crime drama. Suddenly her cell rang startling her. She checked the ID before answering.

"Hey Kendra, did you find that stuff I asked for?"

"No time for chit-chat, huh?" Kendra's voice had a teasing tone to it. "I was just about to email mail you. I had to ask you a very important question first."

"And what's that?" Pepper asked with an amused smile.

"You know you aren't a detective, right?"

Pepper frowned. "What? Of course, I just do grunt work... I don't-"

"Just making sure, hon. I've sent your stuff. I guess I'll talk to you next time you wander over to my side of the building. Bye."

"Bye..." She muttered grabbing her laptop off the table and onto her lap. She found the tab with her email and quickly found Kendra's message. She clicked on the first attachment and her face fell. "Oh dear..."

A picture of Gerry stared back at her wearing a forced smile underneath the bold text:
HAVE YOU SEEN ME?

Description
Al threw the apartment door open with much bravado. "Ger-bear! I got you something!" She called, her arms burdened by several shopping bags. She glanced around when no answer came back. Gerry wasn't at his usual post- holding down the couch. "Ger?" She sat the bags down and listened again. "Huh. Must still be walking that stupid fox." She pushed the door shut and allowed her body to revert back to its natural form. She picked up the bag with perishables and shuffled into the kitchen, careful not to trip on her fallen stockings.

She hoisted the bag onto the counter and climbed onto the stepstool in order to reach the freezer bags. "Time to tag 'em and bag 'em." She said to herself. She took a porter house out of her grocery bag and dropped it onto the counter with a loud plop. She hummed to herself softly and poked a hole in the plastic. A light tak-tak sound drew her attention, she looked down to see Kit wagging his tail. Her eyes widened and she felt a jolt through her chest.

"Gerry?!" She called.

Nothing.

She shook her head and darted toward his room, but her stocking caught her sending her to the floor. The corner of the coffee table slammed into her cheek painfully, but she ignored it clambering back to her feet. "Gerry?!" She yelped again rushing into his room and yanking the balled up sheets from his bed. Finding no one she jerked open his closet door. Empty. She panted and turned toward the bathroom door.
"Gerry?" She asked again, softer this time and reached for the shower curtain. She closed her eyes and pulled it open. She cracked an eye open and let out a sigh of relief. Empty.

She sat down on the edge on the toilet and rubbed her face before resting it on her hands. She glanced over at the fox that had followed her into the room.

"Where'd he go that was so important that he left you?"

Kit just tilted his head to the side. She let out a huff and peeled her stockings off before returning to the living room and stripping off the rest of her clothes. She replaced them with some that actually fit and pulled her hair into two messy pigtails. She stared at the door a moment before wandering back into the kitchen to finish her task.

Al was just getting settled into the couch when she heard the lock behind her. Gerry stumbled inside and leaned against the door.

"Oh my God." He moaned running a hand down his face. "I just had the most incredible sex of my entire life."

Al peered at him from over the back of the couch. "That's because you haven't been with me yet, but go on."

He gave her a tired look. "Can't you just be happy for me?"

"I'm plenty happy for you. A note would have been nice." She said crawling over the couch to stand in front of him. She reached up pinching his cheek. "You really shouldn't just run off for a little booty."

He rolled his eyes. "It wasn't planned or anything. I was just coming back from the dog park when I ran into Pepper."

The smile fell from Al's face. "... Policewoman Pepper?"

"Yeah, she-" Her grip tightened on his face. "Ow!" He slapped her hand away. "What's your problem!?"

"Are you fucking stupid?!" She snarled. "Of all the fucking people in this city!"

"What's wrong with Pepper? Why are you acting so psycho?!"

"Number one? She's a cop! What if she decides to look into your past? My past?"

Gerry shook his head. "She wouldn't do that. I trust her."

"Uh huh. Number two. She's mine."

"Oh bullshit!" He threw his hands up. "So I can't see anyone you've slept with? There goes half the fucking city!"

"She was my favorite! You knew that!"

He laughed. "Yes, with my psychic powers I was somehow able to deduce that. You're out of your fucking head."

"Just forget about it." She said waving her hands. "Just don't go running off again. If you need satisfaction that bad, I'm always here."

"Ugh." He groaned pushing her back with a poke to her forehead.

She caught herself on the couch. "Who are you to be so picky, horse-face?!"

"Says the talking Troll-doll."

"Troll-doll?!" She snapped. "You should really watch what you say to me, do you have any idea-"

"What? What Al? What will you do? What can you do to me that you already haven't done?!"

"Gerry..." She attempted to soothe.

"No!" He growled picking her up under the arms. Gerry wasn't particularly strong, but Al's diminutive size allowed for the illusion. "Just leave me the fuck alone!"

He dropped her back down on the couch arm, her legs flying into the air, but her back landing safely on the cushions. He stormed off to his room slamming the door behind him.

Al sighed staring up at the ceiling. "Well, that went well." She muttered to herself as she crossed her arms over her chest. "Why the fuck am I still horny?"

Gerry sat on his bed and wrenched the drawer of the nightstand open. He retrieved the lighter taped to the top, the only one Al hadn't found yet. His hands quaked as the attempted to light the joint from his pocket. He took a deep drag and settled back onto his bed. A few more puffs managed to pacify him. Kit circled the bed, ears pinned back nervously.

"Fuck." He muttered to himself taking another hit. He stared up at the fan above his bed and began flicking the lighter thoughtlessly.

He soon finished his smoke and realized he'd gone all day without eating. He had been rather distracted. He thought of Pepper and smiled. It was hard not to, on top of her charming personality she was beautiful. He imagined himself running his fingers through her short, silky hair and caressing her perfect body. Sure he'd had girl friends before, but none like Pepper.

Then darker thoughts settled in. Would Al get in the way? Or worse, steal her away... He didn't want to think about it. She... She had never done such a thing before, but after that display he wondered.

Kit whined loudly disrupting his thoughts. A knock on his door followed.

"Gerry?" Al called. "I figured you'd be hungry."

He sat up in time to see a plastic bag containing a steak slide under the door.

"I'm sorry." Al added; her shadow disappearing from the floor with fading footsteps.
He grunted, he didn't want her charity. Hunger however over ruled his pride. He picked up the bag and stripped off his clothes, eating naked was far easier than dealing with blood stains. He pulled a hunk of meat free and passed it down to Kit, unsure if there would be leftovers. Kit Began gobbling down his meal tinting his muzzle and paws pink. Gerry gave him a weak smile before tearing into his own. The cold blood sent shivers across his bare skin. The fox finished first and began cleaning himself up. Gerry swallowed down the last bite a moment later. The fox moved to wash further, but tumbled over and struggled to reseat himself.

"Kit?" Gerry asked worry in his voice. He stood and his head spun. He braced himself on the head board. "Wha?" The word fell from his tongue half finished and his eyes rolled back into his head. He collapsed onto the bed, fast asleep.

Al sat just outside the door and thumbed through a lingerie catalogue. She waited for the tell-tale thump, before standing up and testing the door knob. Locked.

"Oh, Gerry." She sighed. "I am a witch remember?" She held her hand in place allowing some of her power to seep into the handle. She worked the lock gently, unwilling to waste much of her stolen magic on something so simple. The burnout of using magic beyond her means wasn't pleasant either. A soft click and she was able to enter. Both Gerry and his furry companion failed to stir.

She rounded the bed and looked him up and down. "Look at you. Such a mess." She muttered. She Stepped over Kit on her way to the bathroom and wet a washcloth with warm water. She returned and began lightly wiping the sticky beef blood away from his face, chest, and hands. Satisfied with her work she tossed the rag in the general direction of the bathroom as Gerry often did. "Such a baby."

With Gerry taken care of Al's thoughts settled back onto her own needs. Her hand drifted down to the seal.

"Rise and shine, Dark." She whispered.

Gerry's body tensed slightly and black sludge began to ooze from his lips, slowly at first then more quickly. Within a minute he was completely coated. Dark opened his golden eyes and sat up, far more languid than their first meeting. His skin had paled further, making Al look tan in comparison, dark bags hung under his eyes, and his figure had narrowed.

"My queen!" He gushed wrapping his arms around her. "It's been so long! I thought you'd forgotten me. I'm so glad, I must speak with you." Al pried him off of her. "It is of the utmost importance-"

She pressed her finger against his lips mushing them awkwardly. "Shush the yappy yappy."

He looked up at her silently.

"Look Dark, if I don't have one or more orgasms in the next half hour I will lose my fucking mind. You saddled me with that catch, remember?" He opened his mouth but she shushed him again. "I'd really love to be able to handle this with a rabbit and/or old-lefty, but things being what they are I figured you could field this one. "

"Of course, but-"

"Nah-ah-ah. Less lip, more tongue. The sooner I get off the sooner I'll have the patience to listen to your problems."

Al brushed her hair out of her face. "You're off your game tonight, but it'll do."
Dark peered up from in between her thighs. "I told you, he's dead weight when he's asleep-"

"God, shut up." Al groaned. "You sure know how to ruin the afterglow."

"But, you said-"

She squeezed his head between her legs. "Yes, yes. Spit-it-out." She grumbled contracting in on him for emphasis.

"I need a new body."

She frowned. "Oh, is that all?" She asked standing up.

He gazed up at her from his position. "There's something wrong with this one. If I don't leave soon... I don't think there will be anything left." He crawled closer, his eyes pleading. "Please my queen, I feel as though I'm being... devoured."

Al sighed crossing her arms. "I guess I'll see what I can do about finding a replacement."

Dark's face brightened. "Thank you! Thank you so much! I'll be able to serve you so much better my queen! You won't regret it."

"Go to sleep , Dark." Al said coolly.

He nodded before melting away. Gerry feel back onto the bed, still out like a light. She leaned in straightening his legs and pulling his covers over him. She stroked his curls back.

"Just forget about all the bad stuff that happened today, okay? Things will be better in the morning." She kissed him lightly on the forehead. "Sweet dreams." She tiptoed to the door taking a moment to look back at her slumbering friend. "I guess I had better start looking for another demon."

Pepper rubbed her eyes as she stared blankly at the TV, some insipid crime drama. Suddenly her cell rang startling her. She checked the ID before answering.

"Hey Kendra, did you find that stuff I asked for?"

"No time for chit-chat, huh?" Kendra's voice had a teasing tone to it. "I was just about to email mail you. I had to ask you a very important question first."

"And what's that?" Pepper asked with an amused smile.

"You know you aren't a detective, right?"

Pepper frowned. "What? Of course, I just do grunt work... I don't-"

"Just making sure, hon. I've sent your stuff. I guess I'll talk to you next time you wander over to my side of the building. Bye."

"Bye..." She muttered grabbing her laptop off the table and onto her lap. She found the tab with her email and quickly found Kendra's message. She clicked on the first attachment and her face fell. "Oh dear..."

A picture of Gerry stared back at her wearing a forced smile underneath the bold text:
HAVE YOU SEEN ME?