“Just don’t get into too much trouble,” Logan pointed his finger in the general direction of Rafe’s voice. “Moi?” The goblin sounded hurt. “Get into trouble? Never!” Rafe let out a mischievous giggle as he ran toward the beach, and miniature hoofprints appeared in the sand behind him. Logan and the elves began to walk down the boardwalk, and the girls marveled at all the sounds and sights. Not far from where they parked was a small shop that carried all sorts of beach attire and novelties. “This looks like as good a place as any,” Logan said as he opened the door for the girls. The inside of the store seemed to be designed in the modern chic style, with lots of dark grays, whites, and hardwood floors. The store wasn’t very full. A few surfer-looking dudes with black shirts and name tags were folding clothes at the racks, and a few bikini and trunk-clad tourists walked around chatting as they looked at products. Logan pointed back at the wall o
“Oh no,” Logan corrected the boy. “They’re wearing the stuff they’re buying. Those are their old clothes.” “Wow,” the boy said in disbelief. “I didn’t think anything they had in this store could look like that!” Abina leaned down over the counter, and her massive breasts were now barely being held in place by the tiny strings of fabric. “Thank you for the compliment.” The curvy woman smiled. “I didn’t know they could look this good, either. I always thought one-pieces were for prudes.” Any sense of subtlety was now completely out the window, and the boy stared directly at Abina’s cleavage. Logan pulled out one of Robert Quinn’s credit cards and slid it across the counter. The kid wasn’t paying attention, and he didn’t really blame him. After a few seconds of awkward silence, he had to clear his throat to get the cashier’s attention. “I’m sorry!” the cashier fumbled at the cash register. “Will that be debit or credit?”
They continued to lounge by the beach for hour after glorious hour. Each of them had their own lounge chair, and Rafe had joined them by constructing his own makeshift bed out of a pile of sand. The five of them basked in the sunlight, only getting up occasionally to stretch or to shoo away a seagull that thought they were an inanimate object to perch on. Then Logan felt that dull, warm, irritating sensation on his skin.“Ah shit,” he mumbled as he sat up. “I need to reapply my sunscreen. I’m gonna look like a lobster for days.” “Relax, Jakey,” Rafe’s voice said from his sandy throne. “I grabbed some of that stuff while you guys were off playing dress up.” “Oh thank God,” Logan sighed. “Can I borrow some?” A bottle seemed to appear out of thin air next to the goblin’s location, and Logan plucked it out of Rafe’s grasp. “So, I’ve been meaning to ask you,” Logan said as he squirted some of the liquid onto his arm and began to rub it in. “Where
“Okay, so he thinks they want three Chicago-style dogs, three plain dogs, a corn dog, five orders of corn on a stick, and the bucket of french fries,” Logan explained. “Bro, don’t you dare forget that LouiBethna Hot Link,” Rafe reminded him with a pat on his calf. “Ah, and one LouiBethna Hot Link,” Logan added. “Make that two!” Abina begged. “Fine, two Hot Links,” Logan corrected. “And drinks,” Rafe continued. “How can they possibly eat all this without something to drink?” “Five sodas, as well.” The man tapped away at his register as the order continued to pile up. “Alright,” their server said as he ran his eyes back across the screen. “That’s all comes out to ninety-seven sixty.” “I’m gonna take one of the girls and go grab a spot, Jakey,” Rafe’s voice muttered. “I want front-row seats to see if any of these people hurl on the Fireball!” “I’ll go.” Kelda nodded. “I definitely don’t want to miss that.” As Abina walked a
“Why would she want to do that?” Logan asked curiously. “Wouldn’t that make her weaker?” “At first, it was just for her clients who were too timid to get in on the action for themselves,” the redhead explained. “She would split herself into two halves and then put on a show for her summoner.” “Instant threesome, just add magic,” Rafe cackled. “You joke, but it’s true.” Abina shrugged. “We all use our Hellfire powers to give us an edge in the bedroom.”“Or the couch,” Kelda added. “Or the sleeping bag. Or the backseat of the car.”“Or a floating platform in the middle of the desert.” Beth looked at Logan and bit her lip. “But I digress. Ira has a dominant half that does the dominating, and a submissive half that enjoys taking sexually charged abuse.”“And that was the submissive half we fought?” Logan asked. “Bro,” Rafe’s voice chuckled. “She asked if you were going to bludgeon her to death with your schlong. If that was the submissive side, I
“Raphey boy!” Rafe exclaimed, and then the floating splotch of chili and cheese ran over to the Light Elve. “I was hoping you’d show up. We can’t go on the roller coasters with an odd number of riders.” Raph stopped in his tracks and looked down at his leg as the fabric wrinkled. When Rafe finally released him, a stain of chili-cheese appeared just below the Light elve knee. “It is good to see you too, Rafe,” the dark-haired man muttered and wiped at the greasy stain. “Although I must admit that I’ve gone through more suits in the last month than I think I have in the last hundred years.” “You don’t wear white when Rafe’s around.” Kelda shrugged. “I found that out very quickly.” “That was an accident and you know it!” the goblin said accusingly. “To what do we owe the pleasure, Raphael?” Beth changed the subject. “Beth.” The light elve nodded. “You look more relaxed and radiant than usual.” “Sister Beth and Jacob made the connecti
“Oh, now, it was a blessing and a curse,” the redhead retorted. “I got to leave Hell for full days on end without recourse, but in return I had to come back and manage all of these girls. As you can probably imagine that was no small feat.” “Small price to pay,” Kelda cooed. “You know you loved every minute of it.” “I did,” Beth said as she ran her hand up and down the blonde’s back lovingly. “And now that I followed you and Abina to Logan, I’m loving it even more.” “Oh boy,” Rafe’s voice intervened. “Am I watching a Lifetime original movie over here?” “Don’t pretend you’re not loving this whole thing too, Rafe,” Logan rolled his eyes.“No doubt, bro,” the goblin’s voice agreed. “Chicks dig the Rafester and his massive schlong. Plus, we get to go around doing badass demon-slaying shit. It actually makes me kinda bummed that we’re only killing humans this time.”“Even with the context, that sounds horrible,” Logan laughed and then looked down at hi
“Like the girl back in Kansas?” Logan asked. “Be still my beating heart,” Rafe sighed. “I still think she’s the one, bro. But nobody can handle this sexy hunk of goblin. The world just isn’t ready.”“Remember what we told you,” Abina patted what he assumed was the goblin’s head. “Once Logan grows his connections and becomes more powerful, you’ll be able to shapeshift into whatever body you want.”“Well that almost makes me want to do the connection thingy with Logan myself!” The goblin giggled. “But no homo.”“You know,” Logan laughed. “You keep saying that, but I’m starting to wonder…”“No homo, bro,” Rafe reiterated. “Now, are you ready for our sweaty, shirtless bodies to be thrown together from the whiplash of this roller coaster?”“Sure thing, Rafe.” Logan rolled his eyes and handed everybody their bands. They strapped them onto their wrists and then walked over to the entrance of The Giant Dipper. This was apparently one of the oldest roller coasters in Am