Payment?<br/><br/>Since when was there...oh wait, now that he remembered, there was something about repaying the debt it took to grant him the wish for Prier. Dirk blinked for a moment, his mind finally able to recall why he had forgotten that detail all those years ago. Not only was it a long time to remember this but, having been presented with someone like Prier, Dirk was quick to forget the fine print of the agreement. To put things simply, The Demoness wanted souls to send to hell and, since Dirk had a wish granted to him through demonic powers, he was indebted to them to pay back his dues through finding souls for her to devour. Well...this was going to be an interesting experience...<br/><br/>"She could have at least fixed my blue screen..." Dirk muttered, already thinking that the demon woman probably wouldn't have given him that relief...he already had one wish granted, he wasn't sure about two. Plus there was the  of adding more debt to what he already has on his plate.<br/><br/>"If I were you, I'd focus on getting those souls rather than your funky machine." Prier remarked, sitting herself up as Dirk turned around in his chair to face Prier with an odd expression.<br/><br/>"You mean...you<span style="font-style: italic">knew</span>about this the whole time?"<br/><br/>"Well duh, I was there when she told you." The curvy overlord said with a sarcastic roll of her eyes. Prier had thought Dirk would have remembered what he was to do after the ten year 'trial' period...but she was mistaken. "I didn't tell you because I figured you had remembered the deal."<br/><br/>"Fuck no, I didn't. I was so...entranced by you that I completely forgot."<br/><br/>"Oh right...I should have known you weren't listening..." Indeed, once a guy has a pretty lady in front of them, all sorts of reason and intellectual thinking go out the window. For Dirk it was, apparently, his ability to listen to anything being said to him during the time. "Well, now that you know, you can focus on getting it done."<br/><br/>"...C-can't we just sit and cuddle?" Dirk whined, finding it a chore to find an indefinite number of women dressed as his (one-sided) love.<br/><br/>"You<span style="font-style: italic">want</span>to get eaten?" Prier said, a false gasp chasing after her words. "Boy, Dirk. I didn't know you were into that sorta thing."<br/><br/>"H-Hold on, I'll be eaten if I don't get those souls!?" And with that, it became clear that Dirk had forgotten, yet another, key detail about his agreement. Specifically, the reason why he was essentially in deep trouble and why he shouldn't be bullshitting around.<br/><br/>"Uh, yeah. In compensation for neglating your end of the deal, she'll eat you instead. Sheesh, you're not very good at remembering junk are you?"<br/><br/>"Not when I have someone pretty like you..." Dirk mumbled sheepishly, a blush puffing onto his cheeks as he looked to Prier.<br/><br/>The overlord usually didn't take to falling for such cheezy lines of romance, but, she had to admit; the little human was pretty cute when he blushed like that. Of course, Prier hid these feelings for the usual ones she displayed to him. "Ugh, cut the flattery and let's get going to that convention or whatever...something tells me you're going to need my help getting souls..."<br/><br/>"Hold up, put this on first..." Dirk quipped up, pulling away from the dying computer and going into his closet. Prier held her ground for a moment, curious as to what the human wanted with her. She soon got her answer when a pair of clothes were held up before her once Dirk returned his attention to her. Dirk held in his hand, an outfit made for a female, the attire consisting of a white tank top with a large, bright pink heart on the chest area, a fushia skirt and black pants to be worn underneath said skirt.<br/><br/>"...What is this?" Prier asked, raising an eyebrow at the outfit.<br/><br/>"The Demon Hipster Chick outfit from Scott Pilgrim. Coincidentally, it'll come in handy now even though I had only bought it because I thought you'd look super hot in it..."