As she began to stir, the first thing Ann was aware of was the warmth surrounding her. It was always warm beneath the blanket with Beelzebub, the poor demon could almost act as a space heater with how much body heat he gave off. It wasn't uncomfortable; Beel was one of her favorite demon's to cuddle with during the colder seasons for this very reason.  Ann shifted, flexing her legs beneath the comforter. Across the room, Belphie was still deep in his own slumber. Not that she expected

 Charlie slid his novel away from his face slowly. For the past fifteen minutes there had been a hole seared into his head from a stranger's gaze, and he was steadily growing anxious. His own eyes jumped from passenger to passenger as he searched for the culprit, but no one caught his attention. Several times he had tried to return to his book, but the uneasy feeling of being stalked was making the words run together in his head until he couldn't understand them.  He snapped the book s