The scene opens with (Y/N) sleeping in bed in his room. The alarm on his phone goes off, too and he wakes up. (Y/N) stretches his arms and yawns. (Y/N) sees Helena curled up, sleeping.

(Y/N): 😏 So adorable~.

(Y/N) gets out of bed and takes a shower. After drying off and putting on fresh clothes, Helena wakes up and yawns.

Helena: *yawn* 😊 Morning, master!

(Y/N): Morning, Helena.

(Y/N) gives Helena a couple of head pats. Helena smiles and happily whimpers.

As the two of them walk down to the lobby, (Y/N) ends up walking into Amaka, accidentally having his head buried in her breasts.

(Y/N): 😨

Amaka: 😳

Helena: 🙂

(Y/N) Grabs Amaka's breasts, trying to get out but Amaka holds him with 3 of her arms and uses one of them to bury (Y/N)'s head back into her breasts.

Amaka: Don't resist (Y/N), embrace it~.

(Y/N) struggles to remove himself from Amaka's grasp. That is until Helena stepped in.

Helena: Let go of the master!

Helena surprisingly pryed (Y/N) off of Amaka and ran off, carrying (Y/N) in her arms.

Amaka: *sigh* When will I ever get some alone time with him?

At the lobby

(Y/N): Thanks for helping me with Amaka, Helena.

Helena: 😊 Anytime, master.

Charlie: (Y/N)! Helena! I hope your morning was well.

(Y/N): Woke up, took a shower, petted Helena, survived a near-death experience from Amaka. The usual.

Charlie: I take it you got plans today?

(Y/N): Not really. It's my off day and I was planning on going for a walk.

Charlie: A walk? To where?

(Y/N): I don't know. A very enthusiastic walk.

Helena: Oh oh oh! Can I come with you? I never got the chance to spend time with you with just myself.

(Y/N): Sure.

Helena: 😃 Really?!

(Y/N): I don't see why not.

Helena jumps into (Y/N)'s arms, giving him a big hug.

Helena: Thank you, master! Thank youthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!

(Y/N): Alright, alright. Calm down.

Charlie: Have fun you two, and be safe.

(Y/N): We will.

(Y/N) And Helena exit the front door and wandered of to parts unknown.

(Timeskip)

On the streets of Pentagram City, (Y/N) and Helena walks on the sidewalk together.

Helena: This is nice, isn't it master?

(Y/N): Yeah, I guess. I see you're wearing that new outfit I bought you.

Helena: I am! And I love it!

(Y/N) smiles and so did Helena.

(Y/N): Wanna go to the human world?

Helena: Yes!

10 minutes later

They enter the human world in the woods.

(Y/N): I thought the woods would be perfect to hang out at.

Helena: It's perfect, Master.

(Y/N) and Helena bring in multiple logs to form some sort of campfire. (Y/N) tries to make a fire by rubbing two sticks together.

Helena: Why not use one your aliens like Heatblast?

(Y/N): It's a hang out. Not a potential fight. Relax.

The scent of woodsmoke and charred meat hung heavy in the air, mingling with the sweet, cloying aroma of honeysuckle that clung to Helena's fur. She sat on a log, her massive, charcoal-colored head resting on her paws, watching you with amber eyes that glimmered like molten gold. You, on the other hand, were desperately trying to control the flames of the makeshift campfire you'd built.

Helena: You call this a fire?

Helena rumbled, her voice a low, rumbling growl that sent shivers down your spine.

(Y/N): It's... a work in progress. I'm not exactly a seasoned wilderness expert. I've been camping lots of times with Grandpa, but he's usually the one

She chuckled, a sound that was more like a low rumble of thunder and offered you a mischievous smirk.

Helena: Don't worry, I'll show you how it's done.

She said, rising gracefully to her feet.

With a flick of her powerful tail, she dislodged a large, dry branch from a nearby tree. Then, with a swift, almost effortless motion, she tossed it onto the fire, sending a shower of sparks flying into the air. The flames roared to life, engulfing the wood with hungry eagerness.

(Y/N): 😳

(Y/N) couldn't help but be impressed. Helena, despite her intimidating appearance - her thick, black fur, piercing eyes, and the impressive set of fangs that occasionally peeked out from between her lips - was surprisingly gentle and possessed an unexpected grace.

(Y/N) and Helena spent the evenings together and sharing stories of their childhoods. Helena, despite being a creature of legend, was surprisingly down-to-earth, a stark contrast to her fiery, hellish nature.

As the fire crackled and the flames danced in the twilight, you reached for a piece of grilled meat, offering it to Helena. She took it with a grateful nod, her eyes locking onto yours. The intensity of her gaze sent a shiver down your spine, the air thick with unspoken feelings.

Helena: You know, I've never felt this... connected to anyone before.

(Y/N): Really?

Helena: Yeah. As my mom told you before, I've never had a boyfriend before. I've always imagined that love is quite nice.

Meanwhile at Wally Wackford's Factory

Lyle Lipton: *sneeze*

Loopty Goopty: Something wrong, friend?

Lyle Lipton: Someone stealing my lines...

Loopty Goopty: Crazy.

Back at the campfire

(Y/N): Tell me about your father.

Helena: ...

(Y/N): If you don't want to talk about him, it's okay.

Helena: Dad used to be a good man. Not perfect. But he tries. The was until he got into drinking and stated flirting with other hellhounds. He ignores me and whenever I wanted to spend time with him, he always makes an excuse that "He's busy." What's worse is that he started getting abusive with mom. Cerbera was a kind hound who wouldn't hurt a soul. The abuse went on for centuries until she caught my father cheating on her. That was the last straw, and she violently tore him apart. Mom was heartbroken, which is why for the remainder of the time she developed a hard exterior. Personality wise. She taught me how to fight, but I'm mostly playful all the time. It's been like this for a long time. That is, until the both of us met you, master.

(Y/N): Lucky me. What made her change?

Helena: Probably because she sees you as a caring/benevolent soul than what my father used to be.

(Y/N): Heh, yeah.

The silence fell between (Y/N) and Helena, heavy with unspoken words and emotions. The fire crackled, casting long shadows that danced across Helena's face, highlighting the sharp angles of her jaw and the curves of her powerful musculature. Her eyes, now reflecting the flames, seemed to burn with a passion (Y/N) couldn't ignore.

(Y/N) leans closer, he reached out and gently brushed a stray hair from her face. She didn't flinch, her amber gaze fixed on yours.

(Y/N): Helena...

Helena: Master...

As both of them closed the distance, (Y/N) felt her breath warm against his cheek. Her scent - a mix of woodsmoke and something wild and primal - filled (Y/N)'s senses, intoxicating you.

(Y/N) hesitated for a moment, the world outside his shared bubble fading into insignificance. Then, finally, (Y/N) closed his eyes and pressed his lips to Helenas, the warmth of her fur and the rough texture of her nose a startling contrast to the softness of her lips.

The kiss was soft at first, tentative, a quiet exploration of the familiar. But as (Y/N) deepened the kiss, a sense of urgency surged through him, the fire within (Y/N) mirroring the flames that danced around him. Helena's response was immediate, a deep, rumbling purr vibrating through her body, a wild, primal energy that thrilled you to your core.

When (Y/N) finally broke apart, breathless and flushed, he could only stare into her amber eyes, their depths reflecting the fire's heat and the intensity of the moment.

Helena: *whispered* I've waited a long time for this.

(Y/N): I can tell.

The words laced with a vulnerability you'd never heard before.

(Y/N) and Helena smiled at each other.

The fire crackled merrily in the background, its flames dancing in unison with the newfound passion that now burned between (Y/N) and Helena. (Y/N) knew Helena loved him, so it was only a matter of time before they have their first kiss. (Y/N) looks at the night sky.

(Y/N): It's getting late. Let's head back home.

Helena: After you, master.

(Y/N) activates the Omnitrix and transforms into Demonsion and creates a portal leading back to the hotel.

Charlie: You're back! How was your trip?

(Y/N): It was an interesting experience to say the least.

Helena: True that.

Charlie: Well, I'm glad you two had fun.

(Y/N) and Helena nodded.

(Y/N): How are our little "friends" with the "adjustment?"

Charlie: Oh, the Cherubs? They're doing well! They have been great additions to hotel. With their knowledge, rehabilitating sinners will be a snap!

(Y/N): Let's hope so.

As they finish their conversation, Alastra walks in.

Alastra: (Y/N), my young stag! Where have you been? I haven't seen you in hours.

(Y/N): I was busy hanging out with Helena. Get to know here better.

Alastra: Interesting. Well, sorry to cut this short but I must attend to my radio booth. Goodday.

As soon as Alastra leaves, everyone was off doing their own thing.

(Y/N) and Helena went back to (Y/N)'s room. (Y/N) sits on his bed while Helena stands in front of him.

(Y/N): Hm?

Helena gets on top of him.

(Y/N): Helena?! What are you doing?!

Helena: Shh. Just let it happen, master~.

(Y/N) passed out from sexual panic.

Helena was speechless about the events that transpired.

Helena: Are you kidding me?!

Helena gets up off of (Y/N).

Helena: I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONLY TO GET COCKBLOCKED?! DAMN IT! MASTER, YOUR ROLE IS TO TURN INTO ALIENS, BE A SUPERHERO, AND A HAREM PROTAGONIST BECAUSE YOU'RE GOING TO FUCK THE SEXIEST, THIRSTIEST, BADDEST WAIFUS IN THE FANVERSE THAT YOUR READERS WANT TO FORNICATE WITH! THINK (Y/N), THINK! WHAT WILL YOU HAVE WHEN YOU HAVE ALL THE WAIFUS AT YOUR FINGERTIPS?!

(Y/N): *weakly* You girls, Helena... I'll still have you.

(Y/N) falls asleep.

Helena: *sigh* I can't stay made at you. Goodnight, master.

Helena crawls into bed with (Y/N) and cuddles with him.

Poll

In the season 1 finale, who should be the one to kill Adam?

(Y/N)

Or

Niffty

(Hope you enjoy this mini-chapter, my sexy readers)