Shojo's Shenanigans

“Um. It kinda just appears wherever. It has a mind of its own. Usually it’s right by my door here,” she answered, pointing to the back of her bedroom door. “It’s like I’m walking out of my room but it appears here and-”

Shojo gasped because the portal suddenly appeared exactly where she said it would. Alastor would have to duck his head but it was a decent height, taller than Shojo and just as wide. It was a swirling periwinkle blue and a soft light emanated from it putting a twinkle in Shojo’s eyes. She grinned up at Alastor excitedly. 

“You brought it back!” she assumed. “Thank you! Thank you!” She bounced a little she was so pleased. 

The stag would raise a brow, looking the portal over. Interesting. However, that was not his doing. She hadn’t sealed the deal with him yet, and so, he wasn’t obligated to do anything for her. He did have a few assumptions, however.

@misplacedmonster

Heels? Check. Cute short-length dress? Check. Winged eyeliner and fluffy gorgeous hair? Double check. Fresh baked cookies? Final check. 

He laughed when she pulled away, pressing his forehead against hers with an affectionate smile. “You…I like you, Shojo. Telling people this kinda stuff doesn’t normally feel alright.”

He’d show her the scar next time. Hopefully she’d be just as sweet, just as accepting when she finally saw it.

Shojo cocked her head at his explanation. It sounded simple enough, he asks a favor and she does it. It was the kinds of favors that made her nervous. Still she made no move to halt the deal. 

“My devi- Oh, my portal? Well, see, that’s the thing,” she sighed with a frown and gesturing to the sigil on her floor. “I haven’t seen my portal in so long I, uh, got desperate. Like I said, it never listened to me before so it’s nothing new but it’s never been away like this for so long. Can you bring it back?”

The red-clad entity would raise a brow at her words, taking in the information he was given. A portal, hmm? A transportation device, so to speak. He was familiar with creating portals, as almost every demon used them to travel. If they were strong enough to create them, that is. But he would still need to know the molecular components to her portal, to know if he could manipulate it and stabilize it. He was a demon of his word. 

Shojo gasped because the portal suddenly appeared exactly where she said it would. Alastor would have to duck his head but it was a decent height, taller than Shojo and just as wide. It was a swirling periwinkle blue and a soft light emanated from it putting a twinkle in Shojo’s eyes. She grinned up at Alastor excitedly. 

As the demon finally gave her space Shojo stood back up and stepped away from her bed. Clearly she couldn’t use any of her many “skills” on this guy to please him. She was out of her element here. 

“I think I can do favors. That doesn’t sound that bad. What kind of favors would you need?” she asked. Despite all the fear he just instilled in her, somehow someway, she was still interested in making a deal. Was she that desperate or just dumb? Tough to say. 

“And in return, if you can’t get rid of that dumb virus, I would ask for my portal back. Ooh! Wait. I want you to make me have control over my portal. You could do that, right?”

The tall demon couldn’t help but smile widely as she spoke. Oh, she was one of those who craved control and everything to go their way? How splendid! He hadn’t had any good entertainment in a good while. Not in the human realm, at least. 

“Why, that is up for me to decide~ I will simply write you up on my list, and when I come to collect? Well, all you have to do, is do what I ask of you. Then your debt will be paid off, and you can go on as usual~” He’d explain. Now, he wasn’t one to break contracts, it was poor moral to do so. He had, however, encountered people who tried to get out of their contracts, or cheat him. It never ended well in those cases.

Shojo’s bashful smile disappeared and left her pale with dread. Her legs instinctually closed as she nodded. 

“Y-Yes, you, um. Yes,” was all she could get out, her voice seemingly miles away and hiding. She swallowed and attempted to coax her words back out. 

“S-So it’s my s-soul or nothing? N-Nothing else I could offer?” she tried. “I mean.. um. I-If you change your mind I’m pretty good at giving head and- I MEAN. Anyway. C-Can you even get rid of a human virus?” 

The stag would slowly straighten up, his regular smile returning to his lips, as he elected to plainly ignore it when she mentioned that particular skill of hers. It was of no interest to him, and he would not budge on the subject. 

“I think I can do favors. That doesn’t sound that bad. What kind of favors would you need?” she asked. Despite all the fear he just instilled in her, somehow someway, she was still interested in making a deal. Was she that desperate or just dumb? Tough to say. 

As Alastor laughed, Shojo’s expressions went from confusion to hurt to defiant and directly back to terrified as he loomed down to her eye level. She took two steps back before falling back on her bed, sitting up as Alastor leaned even close enough for Shojo to see her own reflection in his single spectacle. 

“My soul?? W-Wait! Maybe I could.. um…” How badly did she want this dumb virus to go away? Could a demon even do that? What else could she possibly offer besides her soul? Then it hit her. 

“Um. Maybe I offer my.. uh..” An embarrassed, bashful smile crept out of the corner of her mouth as she shrugged and said: “I can suck your dick?” 

The tall demon would raise a brow as she spoke, his lips curling in a slight grimace, though that smile wouldn’t leave his face. It never did. No matter how angry or uncomfortable he was, he would always smile. Even in this situation. 

His eyes widened, pupils slowly morphing into radio dials as he glared at her without blinking.

“Y-Yes, you, um. Yes,” was all she could get out, her voice seemingly miles away and hiding. She swallowed and attempted to coax her words back out. 

“Sign a contract?” she repeated, suspicious but still not backing down. “I guess if I had to be specific it would be my portal but there’s no magic that can effect it. I’ve been using it for years and I’ve never had any control over it and neither has anything or anyone else.” She bit her lip as she thought, anxiously picking at her nails. 

“I mean, maybe.. Could I wish for this dumb virus to go away? I’d pay anything to make that happen. Do you take Visa?” Yes, she did ask that question with complete sincerity. 

The demon would tilt his head to the side, cocking an eyebrow as she spoke. Then, he simply couldn’t help but laugh. She really had no fucking idea about what she had done, had she? How utterly amusing!

He took in a few, deep breaths, stifling his laughter before he leaned all the way down, looking straight into her eyes. Those crimson eyes seemed to pierce her very soul. “Dear, I do not care one bit about your wealth. I do not care about your money, or your wealthy family. I have my own wealth, and I certainly do not need yours. What, did you think that you could use your mortal currency to pay a demon? No no no, sweetheart~” He spoke, leaning so close that she would be able to feel his breath against her face.

“My soul?? W-Wait! Maybe I could.. um...” How badly did she want this dumb virus to go away? Could a demon even do that? What else could she possibly offer besides her soul? Then it hit her. 

“Wait! Don’t go!” The barely 5 foot tall human said, reaching out her hand to stop him. “I’ve been so lonely and bored out of my mind and I just really wanted someone to talk to and have an adventure with and my portal hasn’t been working lately and I haven’t seen my friends in months and I’ve just been stuck inside and.. and…” 

She ducked her head as her voice cracked, taking a moment to gather herself. Her eyes were glossy but there was a sense of determination behind them as she looked Alastor in the eye. 

“I don’t want to be alone anymore.” 

The Radio Demon couldn’t help but smile at that, even wider than he normally would, because.. She was reacting in the exact way he wanted her to. After all… Everyone did indeed want something. And she was no different. Some wanted money and success. Others craved a partner. Some, just like her, just didn’t want to be alone. 

Prize? Shojo cocked her head and got to her feet, casually fluffing out her hair to make herself as presentable as possible. She wished she was wearing something better than a tank top and shorts but it was past midnight after all. 

Her bedroom made it obvious how wealthy she and/or her family must be with lavish furniture and a closet the size of a studio apartment. Her bed featured at least a dozen pillows, fine jewelry lay on her oversized vanity, even her bathroom was something to awe over. Clearly any wish she could want couldn’t possibly be material. 

“Something I wish for? Is that how this works?” she asked curiously, taking a small step closer. “What kind of wish can I make?”

To be perfectly honest, Alastor didn’t care about how wealthy she was. He didn’t care about the money, the jewelry. He was quite wealthy himself, back in Hell. So there was nothing here that was of any interest to him. And honesty? Most demons couldn’t care less about human wealth. 

She ducked her head as her voice cracked, taking a moment to gather herself. Her eyes were glossy but there was a sense of determination behind them as she looked Alastor in the eye. 

Shojo let out a squeak of surprise as she was pulled in close, her heart in her throat. Maybe this wasn’t the best idea to cure her boredom. She looked like a lost deer who found themselves in a wolf’s den. 

“I-I’m Shojo,” she managed to get out. “And I didn’t- Well, no, maybe I didn’t, I was just- I mean- Um. This whole quarantine’s been rough, you know, a-and I thought I.. Um. I really didn’t think that you’d actually-” Her cheeks started to blush out of pure embarrassment but she couldn’t look away, clearly fascinated and not completely regretting her decision to summon him. Yet. 

That tall demon was fairly amused by the reactions she had, those crimson eyes of his taking in every, little detail of her. Her reactions. To be honest, it always amused him so when mortals feared him. Even when he was being polite. 

Her bedroom made it obvious how wealthy she and/or her family must be with lavish furniture and a closet the size of a studio apartment. Her bed featured at least a dozen pillows, fine jewelry lay on her oversized vanity, even her bathroom was something to awe over. Clearly any wish she could want couldn’t possibly be material. 

The sigil Shojo drew began to glow in front of her as she kneeled down on the floor of her room. It worked. Holy shit it actually worked. But where was the- 

She turned around and gasped as the demon loomed over her, staying right where she was on the floor and frozen in fear. Yep, it really worked. She summoned a demon. 

“U-Uh.. Um. Hi? Are you really a.. Um. Y-Yeah, I guess I brought you here but I didn’t think it would.. actually..” Her sentence disappeared from her lips as she stared up at his ears, his eyes, his teeth. Maybe she shouldn’t have went so far down that Google rabbit hole. Her laptop lay not too far away from the sigil open on a web page that showed how to draw such markings. 

The red-clad demon couldn’t help but laugh at the situation. Most entertaining! And by the looks of it? It seemed that she was one of those who just wanted to try and summon a demon, to see if it could be done. To be honest, that had happened quite often in the most recent years. He had to wonder why that was, but for now, that was not important.

He’d offer the other a wide smile as he leaned down, grabbed her hand and pulled her closer, close enough for her to get a good, hard look at those sharp teeth of his, and burning eyes.

A static-y chuckle could be heard from the darkness, a pair of red, awfully observant eyes glowing as a tall, slender figure stepped out into plain sight. My, it had been a while since a human had summoned him. He hadn’t been topside for quite some time. But he had to wonder.. Who was foolish enough to summon a demon? And an Overlord at that. Either it was an accident, or they had summoned the wrong entity. Either way, he wasn’t going to pass up this chance.

He’d hum some, his voice distorted as he walked up behind what looked to be a human woman. The abnormally tall demon looked down at her, tilting his head to the side.

She turned around and gasped as the demon loomed over her, staying right where she was on the floor and frozen in fear. Yep, it really worked. She summoned a demon.