Felix flickers and reappears completely dressed and offering Henry a mysterious thin rectangle and a bag made of glossy shiny material. "I didn't want to ruffle through it before cooking anything."

Henry takes the bag. Felix ruffles Gabe's hair and flickers away.

Henry thanks the empty air. And pulls out two objects, not quite phallic in shape, one made of metal and one in silicone. "Wanna pick?" He asks Ari.

"The one that's made out of whatever the fuck that is," Ari says immediately.

Henry lifts Ari's legs up and inserts the silicon butt-plug into Ari's hole. He gives a gentle pat before doing the same to Gabe.

Ari wriggles happily. Henry is so nice. Everybody's so nice.

"I wish I knew your life was this porn-y. I would've joined it sooner."

"Usually, I only have one horny blonde dude to deal with. Anyway, let me find the point in the video where Ari transforms. And I guess Ari can explain what he might be better than myself."

"Hey, is that the video of last night? I wanna watch!"

"Of course," Henry says.

He does some mysterious poking at the rectangle, which light-up and displays images. "Here it is."

Henry holds the smartphone up to where Ari can see it. It's starting playing the video, Henry's hand moving away from the screen, revealing the fucking.

Ari snuggles in to watch.

Henry snuggles back and plays with Ari's hair.

(Gabe, of course, didn't stop snuggling.)

"Do we have to watch the ent-"

"Don't be rude, Fernando."

They resume watching.

Eventually, here is the part where Ari starts changing.

On the video, it's very obvious. There's also a reddish tinge to his skin when he changes, though no one caught it the night before.

Ari is: pensive.

It's noticeable. "Ari?"

"Are you okay?"

"I mean... that sure is me turning big and red. Which is what Diablo is. It just keeps hitting me, I guess."

Henry kisses Ari in the neck.

"What is the Diablo? If you don't mind me asking. How much of a concern is that you change like that?"

Ari closes his eyes and begins to recite a lecture from his uncle. "Diablo is the Lord of Terror, one of the three Prime Evils and the seven Lords of Hell, along with Mephisto, Lord of Hatred; Baal, Lord of Destruction; Azmodan, Lord of Sin; Belial, Lord of Lies; Duriel, Lord of Pain; and Andariel, Maiden of Anguish. He is the youngest and the most terrible of the Evils. Twenty years ago, he was defeated by a trio of heroes, but they knew he could not be slain for good, only returned to Hell. Seeking to contain his power, their leader foolishly took Diablo's soul within himself. It was not long before he was corrupted by the Lord of Terror, and became his new vessel. He then freed his brothers Mephisto and Baal, and began a plot to control humanity with an ancient artifact called the Worldstone. However, he was slain by a great hero, and his essence was banished back to the Burning Hells where it belongs."

He opens his eyes again. "Except that hit kind of a snag, because I'm pretty sure that guy who turned into Diablo was my dad, and he sired me after he started turning into Diablo. And I am... Diablo-like, in certain ways. So I think actually his essence might still be around. In me. I don't honestly know how concerning that is! I mean, I didn't grow horns and start killing people, that's cool. But maybe there's some trap lying around in my brain and if somebody says 'cranberry bog' to me on the full moon I'll turn into him for good, or something. I dunno. What I do know is that Uncle Deckard probably knows a hell of a lot more than he told me, and I'm gonna make him tell me everything the second I get back to Sanctuary."

Well, now Gabe is vaguely regretting being unable to wrap his arms around someone else. He squirms as protectively as he can.

(He also tries to ignore that this is kinda hot and that made his dick hard again.)

Henry is kinda running out of processing power to take all that in, but his arms are free.

"Okay, we can figure something out." Oh my science, that's way more emotion in his voice than he expected.

"Yeah. It'll probably be fine!" Ari reassures him. "I just, uh, really need to have a talk with my uncle at some point. ...I hope he doesn't go exploring some cave system full of goatmen while I'm gone and get taken prisoner, that'd be just like him."

Yes, it's not like he is the one that deserves comforting. "Okay, okay. Well, there are probably tons of sorcery stuff we can do to help."

"If getting you back home sooner will help. Our grandparents should be able to get you through a portal sooner than the High Library of Magic."