"You just killed off your main character!" I exclaimed in shock, both Harry and I's head following Catalina's body that was tumbling and flying into the air before she crashed to the floor.

"Holy shit but did you see her go flying!" Harry began, shifting on his feet and placing his hands on his hips, letting out a breath as we looked at her limp body on the ground.

"In hindsight that may not have been the best thing I could've done-"

"Oh shit. You don't say?" I said, giving him a look as we continued to stare at Catalina.

"Okay, no need to freak out, she's not exactly dead-" He began before a bus drove over Catalina's body, stopping right on top of her as old people filed out totally oblivious to the corpse underneath the vehicle before the bus doors closed and moved on, the thick tires rolling over her.

"Well I mean...." Harry trailed off, shrugging his shoulders before a loud zap of electricity zinged through the air from above, making us both look up to find one of the tall electrical poles near the road where an engineer was wiring to spark and break, the cable wires snapping before the pole fell straight down in the middle of the road right on top of Catalina's body as cars stopped to a halt a few inches away.

Harry and I screamed as he jumped up into my arms, wrapping his arms around my neck as I carried him bridal style while the both of us yelled in horror when more sparks flew and Catalina's body was electrocuted at the spot, smoke emenating from her as her limbs twitched.

"Just- just a few scratches. No big deal, I mean, now we know she's ecstatic to see us." Harry began with an uneasy laugh, his eyes shifting to me for a brief moment.

Catalina's body then suddenly caught on fire, flames engulfing her as sirens were heard in the back.

"I've always loved bonfires..." Harry said with a small sigh and a nod before I groaned and dropped him to the floor.

I grabbed the plastic bag of pregnancy tests from the sidewalk and walked away from the scene, mumbling a small "sorry" of sympathy when I glanced at the ambulances and police crowding the area.

I'm pretty sure the point of views have changed so I done fucked shit up in this story already and it was only the first chapter.

"So, what's the plan now baby mama." Demon Harry sighed, appearing in front of me upside down, our position similar to that spider man kiss scene where spider man is hanging upside down, yeah except Harry was walking backwards in the air above me while I walked forward on the sidewalk as he placed his hands behind his head and smiled at me.

"I'm going to find a bathroom, pee on these forty five sticks just in case the last forty four are deffected, and get something to eat." I concluded, speaking out my thoughts as I hugged my body, shivering slightly in the cold night as he smirked.

"The nearest Safeway is a few miles away from here. You gonna walk all the way there?" He asked, still floating upside down in the air in front of me, his brown hair flopping as I stopped in my tracks.

"You don't mean..." I began, trying to hide my excitement as Harry nodded his head in a cocky manner and clicked his tongue.

"Last one there's an annoying hormonal pregnant lady." He said before he vanished in the air in a layer of black thin smoke that reminded me of the way the Cheshire cat disappeared in that Alice in Wonderland Tim Burton movie.

My body tensed when I heard him reappear right behind me, his chest pressed against my back as he leaned forward.

"Oh wait, guess you lose either way huh." He said in a playful tone, making me turn to him in annoyance only to find myself alone.

"You're not the only demon here anymore buddy." I murmured under my breath, taking in deep breaths to psych myself up as I closed my eyes and focused, thinking about Safeway before I felt a thick cloud form around my body.

I opened my eyes, expecting to be standing in front of the ice cream section of the grocery room only to be in an old room with an even older looking wrinkly couple on their bed doing more than just bingo.

The two paused as I backed away in horror, shielding my eyes until I slammed into the wall and knocked over one of their grandchildren's picture frames.

"Oh gah- I'm, holy wow I am so sorry! I didn't mean to- I- if it's any consolation you guys seem to have a great stamina for dust- Shit I didn't mean to call you guys dust it's a- I" I stuttered out, too freaked out and scarred to try and teleport again before I heard someone else appear besides me.

"Well spank me sideways and call me Mr. Gray's bitch, Gretta is that you?" I heard Harry exclaim next to me making me open my eyes to find him smiling at the saggy titty old woman on top of the old man on the bed.

"Aw Harry, don't you look just as handsome as ever." Gretta responded with a wrinkly smile, brushing a few strands of her thinning gray hair off her sweaty face as I sunk to the floor in terror.

"Look at you Gretta, gettin' it on with your local plumber! Get it!" Harry laughed, shaking his head as he neared the bed and high fived her, seeming to be unphased by their graphic nudity.

"You go Gretta." I wheezed silently to show support before crawling to the corner as I began to cradle myself.

"Eighty seven years and I still got it!" She laughed and the old man underneath her looked just as uncomfortable as me.

"Yeah you do! See you on bingo night!" Harry laughed out, looking like he was about to cry before he grabbed my wrist, yanking me to my feet before our bodies were enveloped with smoke once again, this time Harry was the one controlling it as we were teleported out of the old couple's room and into Safeway.

"Ho my god." I breathed out, my body shaking as I tried to erase the image of the naked old people from my head.

Seeing a girl get hit by a car, then electrocuted, and then set on fire is tramautizing.

Seeing two eighty something year olds having sex.

You just never see things the same way ever again.

"I um-" I began before Harry raised his pointer finger, shushing me as he blinked with wide eyes at nothing in particular before running to the nearest trash can and throwing up.

"I can't believe I had to see Gretta's crumpled white paper looking ass and titties just to get you." He snapped at me, groaning before he lowered his head and threw up again as I made a face and frowned, gingerly patting his broad heaving shoulders.

After he was done he brought his hand up, a toothbrush and mini toothpaste appearing in the air in a cloud of black smoke before he grabbed them and began to furiously brush his teeth over the Safeway trashcan as he glared at me.

"I'm sorry, I swear I was thinking about Safeway." I reasoned.

"Oh yeah, I could really tell when I realized you appeared in a room where an old couple were fucking the dust out of each other." He said, lowering his head and spitting into the trashcan before he brought his hand up again, not even looking up as one of the water bottles from the shelf besides us flew across the isle and into Harry's hand as he opened it, taking a few swigs before tilting his head to the ceiling and gargling, accentuating his sharp jawline.

"Alright," He said when he was finished, clasping his hands together before he brought his attention back to me.

"How about you channel your inner bitch, raise that cute little leg of yours, and go piss on those sticks." He said, leading me to the bathroom as I narrowed my eyes at him.

"My lady," He opened the door to the woman's bathroom open for me, giving me a charming smile as I made a show of curtsying before I walked inside with the bag of pregnancy tests.

"You always were the absolute worst at curtsying." I heard Harry mumble under his breath with a slight chuckle as the door closed behind me while I placed the bag down onto the bathroom counter and opened one of the boxes.

I can do this.

I just need to stop acting like a baby.

I started to laugh at my own joke, saying "good one Liza" under my breath as I headed into one of the stalls.

I sat and waited, bringing my head side to side, looking up at the ceiling, pursing my lips and just waiting.

"You can't do what now?" Harry's voice echoed from the other side of the door when I had called him after a good few minutes as I shrunk on the toilet seat.

"I can't pee! Like I just- I can't. I don't feel the need to." I explained, rubbing the sweaty palms of my hands together in anxiety as I pressed my thighs together.

He opened the door of my stall- which may I add- was locked making me almost fall back into the toilet.

Just kicked it right open letting the door bang against the wall of the small space as I quickly lowered my upper body, trying to cover my crotch while Harry casually leaned against the entrace of my stall.

"What the fuck are you doing!? Are you crazy?" I exclaimed in shock, giving him a look as Harry paused, pursing his lips in thought before raising his hand, a small distance between his pointer finger and thumb in a "just a little" gesture.

"I'm gonna keep staring at you until you pee." He shrugged, crossing his arms over his chest and leaning against the entrance with a serious face as I gawked up at him.

"Bu- you can't. It's weird." I protested in embarrassment.

"Lady Liza, we can do this the easy way, or the hard way." He offered, his gaze meeting mine as I furrowed my brows in confusion.

"There's a hard way?" I asked with a look of horror.

Harry then suddenly began to chant odd demonic ancient sounding prayer, mumbling the foreign words under his breath as he raised his arms, the walls of the stalls shaking as his eyes turned a full black.

"Oh demon gods of hell, let the waters from Liza's bladder flow through!" He commanded in a loud voice, the walls shaking violently as I groaned and rubbed my face in exasperation.

"Oh just quit it." I said, looking up to give him a blank expression as I watched him struggle to keep a straight face before he brought his arms down and the walls immediatly stopped their trembling as he laughed, his eyes going back to normal.

"You should've seen your face, I got you for a second there, you actually thought I was going to use demonic prayer to make you pee- hoo I'm sorry I just- the fact you actually thought that was real." Harry threw his head back in laughter, screwing his eyes shut and throwing his head back in a dimpled smile as he clapped his hands together.

"You're an ass." I commented with a smile.

"I know and I love me." He sighed, wiping at a lone tear from his eye before he looked back down at me, the smile on his face fading.

"You're not gonna pee are you." He said as I lowered my head in shame.

"I could... make water noises if that helps?" He offered in a hopeful tone as I brought my gaze up to look at him.

"Sure, why not. You're already staring at me on the toilet." I said, giving him a look.

"Great, do you prefer babbling brook or ocean waves- or if you're feeling really wild I could do a waterfall- wooshhhhhh...." Harry began, bringing his arms up and wiggling his body as I maintained my straight face.

"I prefer a river, where you flow away." I told him, flashing him a fake smile as he stopped his dancing to narrow his eyes at me.

"Vixen." He mumbled under his breath with an amused smirk before he closed the door of my stall, giving me my privacy.

After a few more minutes of waiting my bladder finally decided to cooperate with me before I finished my business, flushing the toilet as I walked out of the stall, finding Harry with his tall body sprawled out across the bathroom sink, resting on his elbow as he watched me with a sly grin while I washed my hands.

"Did your vagina baptize that stick?" He whispered, cupping his hand against the side of his mouth before his wide eyes shifted to the stick in my hand.

I shut the sink off, letting out a breath as I bit my lip.

"Harry, what would happen if- if I was pregnant?" I asked him, feeling the nervousness settle in.

"Well," He began in a soft tone when he noticed my scared state, placing his large warm hand over mine.

"I'm not one to say but I'm pretty sude this part, like the midsection just blows up into a dome," Harry said, gesturing at my stomach before he brought his hand up to my face.

"And sometimes you blow up in the face too, like the cheeks get chubbier." He continued in a casual tone, bring his large hand under my chin and squished my cheeks together so my lips would pucker as I narrowed my eyes at him.

"I meant," I said, swatting his hand away as I gulped.

"Just- everything. I can't handle a baby let alone a demon one. I just turned into a demon myself I don't even know the first thing about this. And what about you- you don't even seem that nervous." I reasoned, turning to look him in the eyes as we locked gazes.

"First of all," Harry sighed, sitting himself up on the counter as he placed his hand on my head.

"I wanted you to be my Queen as the prince, and I still want that even as a demon. Although now I'm kind of torn between throwing you out the window and kissing you, I wouldn't particularly mind if you mothered my children. You're not alone and I'm here for you and little Carlton." He explained in a genuine tone before trailing his hand down from my head to my face to playfully nudge my chin.

I raised a brow at him.

"Carlton?" I repeated.

"I love Fresh Prince of Bel-air and I would be thoroughly offended if my reproduction is not named Carlton." Harry said in all seriousness.

"What if it's a girl?"

"Carltina......"

"That speech you just did, it was really sweet." I smiled, leaning forward as he smiled at me, our faces a few inches apart.

"Yeah," He mused with a cocky smirk.

"Let me see your hand." I ordered, reaching out for it as his smile dropped and his eyes widened.

"I uh- I have no hands." He whispered at me, trying to hide his hands away before I grabbed them, laughing when I found the smudged writing of his speech on the palms of his hands.

"Wha- ugh. Don't you just- don't you just hate it when you say something that came up straight on the spot and it just magically appears on your hand." He laughed out nervously, trying to look at my reaction as I smiled and attacked him in a warm hug, catching him off guard as his body stiffened.

"It... burns..." He wheezed out, his arms at his sides as I squeezed him with all the love I had before I retracted back with a sigh of determination.

"Alright, here we go." I said, our eyes connecting before I looked down at the pregnancy test in my hand.

"Oh my god."