“Heya, Chibi! This is your lil’ buddy, Impy!” the imp said
Impy emphasized this by moving around to the front of the camera, peeking his little head in front of the lens, filling the frame with his face.
“Ok, so I had to think real hard for this one, but I hope you like it!”
The imp took off from the camera mount and flew to the figure in the background. A young woman, looking fairly disinterested, but dressed as if she were interrupted on the way to a goth music concert, complete with platform knee-high boots, black and white striped stockings, black jacket over a more form-fitting shirt and skirt. Impy landed on her shoulder, next to her spiked, black hair, quite proud of himself.
“This is Monica! She’s a new friend I made that said she’d be happy to help wish you a happy birthday!”
“Yeah, what he said.” Mo