VD - Dirty Politics Part 1

It’s another beautiful day in the Demon World. You’ve gotten used to waking up with your wife, the regular antics in the house, and occasional teasing from your mother-in-law. You’re even comfortable having sex with your maids. The surprisingly horny campaign trail is still requiring some adjustment on your part. Still, you feel as though you can handle it. Doing with your cousin on Dimensional Demon television is crazy enough that if you can handle that, there’s nothing you can’t face. Morrigan appreciates having that confidence at her side.

You wake up alone in bed, as you often do because Demi is an early riser. Yawning, you make your way downstairs for breakfast to find an urgent conversation going on in the kitchen. Cas and Pol are with Demi and Tari, huddled around a window. Puzzled, you join them.

They’re looking at the castle. It’s really coming along.

“It wasn’t like that last night,” Tari is saying.

“What’s going on?” you ask.

“Castle’s done,” Demi says distractedly.

You’re startled. “Already?” Sure, quite a few weeks have gone by, but that place is huge. How can they be finished already? “Maybe it’s just the outside.”

“You haven’t looked inside?” Tari asks you.

You shrug at her. “I’m running for office,” you say defensively.

“This castle was your idea.”

That’s true…

“They must’ve been using magic to hide how far along it was,” Demi says.

“Why is this a problem?” you ask.

“Notice anything?” Tari replies irritably.

“Um,” you begin, turning to look at the kitchen. The house is quiet. “They aren’t here? They’re probably working on the castle.”

“They should be here. Something’s wrong. Let’s get over there,” Tari says brusquely.

“Um, Mom, don’t boss my family around,” Demi chides her.

“OK, Sweetie. What do you want to do?” Tari asks her patronizingly.

Demi scowls. “We’ll go over there.”

“OK.”

Rolling her eyes, Demi marches to the back door. Cas and Pol trail along behind you as you strike out across the green hills toward the sinister, looming castle. You definitely didn’t realize it was going to be this vast when you asked for it. You just wanted Demi to have something that she could show off. You begin to worry that your human sensibilities are causing problems again.

You reach the massive doors of the castle, where Demi pushes, but they don’t open. She snaps her fingers and uses magic, but that doesn’t work either. Finally, she knocks. Loudly.

“What’s up?” a voice asks from the other side. It’s one of Lady D’s daughters. You still have a hard time telling them apart.

“Can we come in?” Demi asks.

“Ooh, no. I’m thinking no,” the daughter replies.

“Why not?” Tari snaps.

“Um, we’re not set up for guests right now?”

“We don’t care,” you say.

“But we care.”

You and Demi exchange a look.

“Well, go ahead and open up anyway,” you say. “I’m not trying to be a jerk, but you do work for us.”

“Yeah. About that,” she replies.