Chapter 1: Buy One, Get One... Trouble?

I bought an incubus online, but when the delivery showed up, there were two.

The first one? Total charmer—he looked like the kind of guy who’d win over your grandma at Thanksgiving without even trying. The second? He looked like the kind of guy who’d argue with a tornado just for fun—scowling, crackling with this wild, restless energy.

My hands shook as I typed out a frantic message to customer service—because I’d only ordered the sweet, obedient type, not a plus-one with attitude.

Customer service pinged back: "Congrats, sugar! Looks like you hit the jackpot—secret bonus edition, just for you!"

"Sweetie, this model is special—buy one, get one free~"

Was there really such a thing as a free lunch? My grandma’s voice echoed in my head, sharp as ever: "If it sounds too good to be true, it probably is."

I’d seen people online say raising an incubus was like raising a puppy, but better—they keep your bed warm, do the chores, and don’t even shed. So if I was gonna raise one, what difference would it make to raise two? It sounded like one of those late-night infomercials: "Order now and we’ll throw in a second incubus, absolutely free!"

Two for the price of one—what a steal! At least, that’s what I kept telling myself.

But after I fed both incubi and ended up sandwiched between them like the cream in an Oreo, I realized that "warming the bed" was a very hands-on activity. It’s all fun and games until you realize you’re the snack.