Pom Pom Angel: Love Rescue pt. 17

Missy couldn’t sit still.  She couldn’t just let Gus go out with that… that DEMON! She was his responsibility, damn it, and she needed to make sure that he didn’t get his soul sucked out of his body in the first week she was on the job. 

“Don’t even think about it.” Nando’s voice echoed from the kitchen, over the sounds of pots and pans. 

“Think about what?” Missy tried to play dumb.  It wasn’t too difficult.  Most people already thought she was an airhead.  All she had to do was play to their expectations. 

“I can see you in there, fidgeting around.” He poked his head into the living room.  “Don’t you dare even consider crashing Gus’s date.  The first date, I might add, that I have ever seen him go on.  Ever.”

“She’s a demon, Nando!” She was on her feet, hands balled into fists.  “Do you know what demons do to people?  Especially to gullible people like Gus.  People who secretly crave romantic attention, even though they’ll never admit it?” 

“Just because you didn’t pick her, that doesn’t instantly make her a…” 

Missy cut him off.  “This has nothing to do with me picking her or not.  She. Is. A. DEMON! Horns, pointy tail, the whole deal.”  She was right in Nando’s face, her eyes locked onto his.  “Just because she hid her nasty, demonic self behind a cute pair of boobs and a nice butt doesn’t make her any less of a demon.” 

He looked at her, watching her face closely.  He put down the bowl he had been holding, his hands resting on his hips.  “You’re serious, aren’t you?” 

“Dead serious.” Finally, she was getting through to someone. 

“Then come on.” He brushed past her, making his way to the hall closet.  “I can’t be having my best friend, and the guy who pays half my rent, getting his soul stolen.”

Missy was right behind him, following him out the door. 

She hoped she wasn’t too late.  Demons could work fast. Real fast.  She wasn’t exactly sure how demons stole men’s souls, but she was pretty sure that it wasn’t pretty. 

They were out the front door of the apartment building when Nando stopped. 

“What?” She bumped into him when his forward motion ceased.

“Do you remember where he was taking her?” He looked at her. 

“Do you really think he would tell me?”

“Shit.”