In the begining you would throw up
[Jasper's POV]
I walked down the dark street, trying to decide which house to invade- I mean ask to stay in. Soon, a small (house or apartment) caught my eye. That looked nice because no one would expect someone as great as me to be living there. I walked up the steps and grabbed onto the door knob, turning it and pushing it open. The house was dark, as expected, but it was clean. I closed the door behind me, wanting to not make a scene, and started exploring the new territory. Although, there wasn't much to explore. There was no door in between the kitchen and living quarters so I decided to walk down the hallway.
There were only a few rooms and I checked all of them. The very last room was the biggest and was rather messy. There was a rectangle with blankets on it on the edge of the room and there was a lump under the blankets. I walked over and tossed the blankets off, anxious to see what was under it. Aha, I found the human. I thought. The obviously female human squirmed as she felt the cold wrap around her uncovered limbs. I smirked down at the puny human- there was no way they were keeping control of this abode. I returned the blankets back on top of the human which was... Doing whatever it was doing and returned to the living quarters, sitting down on the couch and relaxing.
I was staring at the ceiling, contemplating what the female human would be like once she found me but that was interrupted by a scream. I sat up quickly and found the she-human staring at me with wide eyes while holding a thick book. I chuckled internally- like something like that would hurt me. Well, time to introduce myself.
I then grinned. The confusion left her and was replaced with more fear.
"W-why are you in here??" She said, raising her book in an attempt to scare and/or threaten me. I chuckled.
"This is my home now and you will obey my rules: Do not speak unless spoken to, do not ask questions, do exactly as I say or you will be punished." I took a few steps toward the human but was surprised. She looked angry instead of scared.
Before I knew what she was doing, she held a sword in her small hand and charged, striking me in the chest. I looked down at the sword then back to the human's face. She now looked horrified. My physical form disappeared as I began to regenerate. Oh, what an obnoxious human!
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