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Episode 20: Unconventional Dates

"Tord..."

Tord pushed Tom away and curled into a ball. A small circle of fire surrounded him; there was a thick cloud of smoke escaping from the top of his head.

"I-I am so sorry for that, Tom, that was uncalled for, I know you're trying to look for someone who means well, but I swear that was an accident-"

"It's okay, Tord, it's a normal reaction; I should've known better than to pounce on you just to see if you were lying."

Tord uncurled from his posture and lightly smacked Tom on the nose.

"Don't ever do that! I might burn you out of instinct!"

Tom rubbed his nose and nodded at what Tord said. Dante happily yipped from the distance as his head poked out of a hole that he had dug.

Tom rushed towards him and fished him out. Tord massaged his knuckles until his body eventually cooled down.

They placed Dante inside a tub and filled it with lukewarm water. Tom closed the tap and grabbed a small shampoo bottle from inside.

"Why do you care so much about me, Tord?"

Tom held Dante back from leaping while Tord showered his back with a hose.

"That's just how I express my love."

"If you did love me that much, then you'd take care of yourself as well."

Dante pushed Tom down and shook himself dry before eventually leaping into the hole that he made. Tord pulled him out again, not caring if his shirt got covered in mud pawprints, and placed him back inside the tub.

Dante howled within Tord's grasp while Tom washed his paws. It felt like he was part of a family; Tord stared at Tom lovingly, Tom met his gaze and turned bright red.

Tom looked at himself in the mirror in his room; he tried shifting into his demon form, but nothing happened. He decided to try once again, but only his horns had appeared; they were starting to curl at the tip, just like Lilith's--Tom sighed.

His reflection on the mirror was still Tom, just him and nobody else.

The sound of crashing startled Tom; he ran to Tord's room and saw him with a t-shirt pulled over his head.

Tom stepped on the bed and helped Tord put on the shirt. Tord combed through his hair and sat down beside Tom.

"Aren't you supposed to be invincible? How is your arm still broken?"

"I don't know; I'm naturally ambidextrous so, it doesn't affect me--but it still hurts."

Tom hopped off the bed and hugged Tord tightly. Tord's face lit up as a thought formed in his head.

"Your father mentioned something about having the power to heal; maybe you can cure this?"

Tom turned bright red and got off Tord; he scratched the back of his neck.

"I can... but it's not through kisses if you want it permanently, I'm not even that good with my skills."

"Then, you can practice on me."

After realizing the connotations of what he said, a cloud of thick smoke filled the room, making Tom open the closest window in the room.

"It's worth the try, just nothing too extreme; just ease me into it."

When the room finally cleared. Tom quickly closed the curtains and door. Tord sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Don't you want to cuddle and wait for it to take its course?"