Errol was annoyed; yes, it was his first human pet his Uncle Screwtape had so gleefully brought to him.  But he didn't know her history; where did she come from?  Was she harmed in the taking?  Did she speak her native human tongue only, or would she know the guttural Gargoyle language as well.  And what had Screwtape done to her in the transition between the market place and the house?  There were too many questions to ponder; he would have rather gone to the underground to get the humans.<br/><br/>"Aren't you happy at your gift, Errol?  I went to the end of the earth to find her."  Errol looked at the girl; gently picking her up, he placed her on the couch.  It looked as if she was out cold, as if she had fainted.  His uncle had the tendency to do that to people.<br/><br/>Screwtape had interrupted Errol's painting time; Errol had some primitive books of humans from when they ruled the world and they had spoken about a "wet on wet" technique for painting; of course, there weren't too many demons into artistry these days.  The oil pigments were hard to find.<br/><br/>But Screwtape was not at all impressed.  "You want something to paint, Errol?  I'll give you something you can paint and we can hang it all over the living room for her to see while she is here."  Screwtape went over to the girl and started undressing her.  Realizing what his mad uncle was doing, Errol stopped him.<br/><br/>"No!  Wait!  She has some dignity, Uncle.  The last thing I want is for her to wake up without her clothes on.  I don't know, take her back."  "What!?"; "I said, take her back, I need to get a pet my own way, my own time."  Screwtape was outraged.  "This was prime stock!  Better merchandise than any I've picked up.  Why, I ought to ..."<br/><br/>Errol stood to his feet, obviously not afraid of his uncle.  "I don't have to live here, you know.  You need me, I don't need you!"  Screwtape stopped; his nephew was much smaller than him.  Yet those very words were very frightful; Screwtape's demeanor changed and he flicked his hands in the air.  "I'm not going back; you don't want her, you give her back to Pickynosey; I don't want to deal with him anymore."  With that, Screwtape stormed out of the house.<br/><br/>Errol looked at his new pet; nah, I guess he would keep her.  She looked fair enough.  Everyone says he's supposed to get a pet, or play with other people's pets.  But he didn't want to; the only reason he was accepting this gift was to please his Uncle.  And fairies; maybe he could speak to her about fairies.  But not too soon, no need to get the human's hopes up.<br/><br/>He decided to get a blanket for the creature; Screwtape had failed to mention her name, if she had one.  Well, Uncle wanted him to paint a picture; he thought he would paint a picture of her lovely face and her under the covers on his couch.  There were a lot of beautiful colors in her hair, it would work.  So, he began; he placed a new canvas on his easel and moved the easel and his chair toward the couch so he could get a better look at the subject.  After applying liquid white to his canvas, he began mixing colors on his palette.  He was so intrigued with her face and hair, he decided to try there.  Maybe this wasn't such a bad gift after all.<br/><br/>If she didn't know his language (humans normally didn't), he would have to practice her human tongue when she awoke.  In the meantime, he needed to figure out what to do so as not to scare her when she awakened.  The other problem was that this was not going to be the last time Screwtape or his friends would try to persuade him to ... well, he decided not to think about it.  This was his first human pet; and it was his first chance to ascend.  No one in his family, or really in the world, wanted to Ascend.  But he wanted it with all his heart; he would not screw this up what the heavens had brought to him.