Paint green with a pencil

We expanded for almost a century across hundreds of worlds, before we ran into another intelligent race, and we learned why- we met one of their survey ships when it tried to warn off the research ship Isaac Arthur from making land fall on New Caledonia on the outer edge of the Orion arm. A “class seven” death world, with unbearably high gravity and inhabited by terrifying predators and horribly toxic plants.

Specifically a small six limbed cat like arboreal that exhibited some limited pseudo-telepathy we were really looking forward to studying, and a few mint parallels and a pseudo-capsasinoid that was already being cultivated as a spice.

They of course understood that such a young race would be devastated to learn that one of their colonial fleet made such a long journey to learn that the planet wasn’t inhabitable. So we could appeal to the council of worlds for a new colony planet.

Out of pure curiosity we decided to fly out to the council world. Probably not the smartest idea, a surveyor just assumed we were new to the council, the council knew we weren’t even part of it. Whoops.

«Hm… Miss ?» She held her finger toward you, you bit your tongue. «Just… A second, Julian. I need a second.»

Advisor inhaled deeply before cursing like a sailor while you stood in your chair mouth agape. Never had an adult in your old school lashed out this way in front of a student and you were actually kind of amazed by the quantities of curse words she knew. You learned at least six.

Then she came back behind her desk with her teapot the size of your head and her “I’m here” mug.

«Pardon me for just now. I’m a little on edge and you brought up quite the… touchy subject.» She muttered about having warned her superiors or something.

«It’s fine.» You answered. «But I’d like to know what’s happening? Did I do something? Are teenage demons naturally afraid of humans? Aren’t demon supposed to make deals with humans?-»

Miss Advisor patted your head to make you shut up. She pinched her nose bridge with her second hand and used another to serve herself tea.

«It’s not your fault kid. It’s complicated to explain to a human.» The demon sipped from her mug that now said “physically speaking”. «Julian, do you know why demons make pacts with humans? What’s in it for them?»

«Oh I- I guess I never really thought about it…»

«You must have heard stories, stereotypes, at least. Like the 10 years contract for your soul, this one’s especially popular, or anything you want in exchange of your first born, didn’t you?»

You shifted in your seat, embarrassed.

«Oh don’t worry, they’re true.» She announced like it was the most common thing ever, which probably was –to them.

Advisor poured tea in her mug a second time before reluctantly continuing.

«Good Luci, why did I signed up for this job- Anyway, Let’s get over with that part!»

She inhaled deeply once again and when you thought she was about to release another flood of profanities she bluntly stated,

«Demons think humans are cute.»

«Well most of them anyway.» She added.

«Wh-» You tried again «Okay, what ?»

«Older demons prefer to ask for a baby, like a pet or a child, depend of the demon. Younger demons on the other hand tend to make a 10 years contract to obtain a sexual partner.»

You blushed like crazy.

«So you’re saying that my classmates-»

«They run away because they’re sexually confused morons, yes.» She let out a sigh like her soul had left her body. «Don’t worry, underage demons aren’t allowed to make deals so you’re pretty safe.»

Miss Advisor got out of her seat and went open the door. You stood up too.

«So, what- what am I supposed to do?» You asked completely disarmed.

She pushed you out of the office with her left arms.

«I don’t know, teenage shit? Now go you’ll be late for next period.» Miss Advisor closed the door and got back to her teapot.

– Have you lost your minds? – you ask with rising anger.

– No. When a situation like this occurred for the first time, The War almost wiped both of our races. That’s why it has been decided that You get to choose when you come of age – Fae informs you plainly.

– Oh come on darling! – your Demon exclaims. – It’s not a difficult choice. Just pick one that seems more fun to you – he hits you with a dazzling smile before turning to Fae saying: – No hard feelings.

– You don’t know she’ll choose you.

– Of course she will. I’m definitely more fun. So darling, what will it be?

– How much time do I have to decide?

They look at each other clearly not knowing the answer themselves.

You feel relieved. You already made a choice  and you are going to bend the rules until they brake.You are keeping both of them.