Dracula/Lisa + amulet, Hector/Rosaly + apples, Isaac/Joachim + pumpkin
As his first gesture as her husband, Dracula had gifted Lisa with an ancient amulet, forged by his own magic and to be kept at all times hidden in her bosom. A lucky charm, as it were, to protect his wife from the evil of the castle that she could now call her home.
But it seemed that the evil of mankind far surpassed his own power.
Hector didn't have a favorite food, back in the castle. He ate like a king, mostly meat and elaborate dishes from places of the world he didn't even know they existed, but food was merely nourishment for the body, to fuel it for the grueling task of creating life. He also never had to cook for himself, not when he was personally served by the skeletons living in the kitchen.
Having to pick up his own food from the trees was a different, new experience. Holding the basket for Rosaly to fill with fruit was the least a gentleman could do. It was not as gentlemanly to steal one apple and eat it for himself when Rosaly wasn't looking, but he couldn't resist the temptation.
His first apple pie, baked without help to keep the surprise, was, to put it delicately, an unedible disaster. But Rosaly hugged him nonetheless, and that only spurned Hector to try again and again, until all their efforts in picking apples were worth it.
He never enjoyed eating more in his life.
The little critter trotted around Joachim with a squeaky sound that would have caused him a headache, were it coming from anything else.
"Did you really Forge my old friend for me?"
Isaac shrugged. "Your description sounded hilarious. Do you swear that a walking pumpkin defeated an ancient vampire?"
Of all the things that a Devil Forgemaster could be skeptical of. Smiling, Joachim crouched to pet the goofy creature. New clothes aside, it was identical to how he remembered. It was nice to see it again. "It would be beneficial to you to not underestimate us, wildcat."
