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Well, Titus had actually managed to do it. He had cared for the egg and kept it warm and it had finally hatched into a fluffy ball of a bird. With a little more care it had finally gained its full plumage and while awkward to fly at first it had finally gotten the hang of it. That was all well and good.

But there was something very wrong with the bird.

Titus had sent word to Hel about the mini and just as last time he was told to meet her in the reaper gardens. He tried to at least be on time this round but the bird didn't make it the easiest to focus on where he was going. It was in a playing mood and kept dangling upside down on the demon's horns and picking and preening his hair in a helpful manner before letting out a loud croaking caw in his ear.

"Stopit!" The bird went quiet and tilted its head to look at Titus in a thoughtful manner. He really hadn't meant to name the mini Stopit but it was what the bird reacted to the most. So it stuck.

Titus looked less than amused as Hel appeared, giving the reaper a flat look as she asked about the mini. "I think your boobs overheated its brains during development."

The mini in question was still dangling from Titus' horns, freeing up one foot to press against the demon's face in a 'there there' gesture before it once again cawed in his ear. Closing his eyes Titus tried to keep his cool but when the mini started nipping at his earrings he was done.

"Damnit bird." After a bit of hassle Titus managed to get the bird off his head and perched on his forearm. It sat there nicely fluffing up its feathers and bobbing playfully.

"Yeah...loves me." Titus poked at the bird and it hopped around on his arm for a bit before playfully nibbling at his finger.

Listening to Hel's instructions Titus rolled his eyes but nodded. He had been working with his foxfires on the same thing so the bird had kinda picked it up.

"Alright, Stopit." The bird was still nibbling at his finger so Titus tried again. "Stopit!" This time the bird bobbed its head once before turning a sideways glance at the demon, tilting its head up as it gave Titus it's full attention. "Good, There is a black pen sitting on my desk, blue lettering on it. Go get it and bring it back. Got it?" The bird continued to stare with the utmost attention. "Well, go." Titus lifted his arm and the bird took flight and circled over his head once before making a beeline for the demon dorms.

He was gone for quite some time and Titus was worried the stupid thing got lost but finally the bird popped up again in the distance and swooped down to nearly crash land into Titus' head. There was a fair amount of flailing arms and flapping wings but after the situation calmed down it was easy to see that the bird held the pen Titus had asked for in one foot.

Taking hold of the pen Titus pulled it from the bird's grasp which gave Stopit the full use of both its feet so that it could hang upside down on Titus' horns again. It seemed to be a favored pastime.

"There, he can play fetch. So useful."

"Oh goodie.." At Hel's word Titus shooed the bird away. Stopit didn't seem keen to leave just yet but gave Titus' ear an affectionate nibble before taking off. "Damnit..." Titus rubbed at his ear turning to Hel after the bird was gone.

"I like to think I'm improving." Jack he hoped so. His skills upon entering the school had been rather...sad. "So what do you have up your sleeve this time, short stuff?"

Titus clicked his tongue in a disapproving manner. He had done a lot of hard work too!

As Hel fell into a battle stance Titus did much of the same, a grin playing on his lips. "Fine. I'll show you what I got."

He moved forward to strike but he just barely missed Hel as he aimed his first punch. Titus wouldn't let her get the best of him. He had done this before he would do it again!

Titus waited his time the next round, trying to sneak in an attack when he could. If he played this right he could end it quickly. Feinting an attack to the left he came back around on the right with a quick jab to Hel's side. It was another light hit but enough to have a satisfied smirk tug at his mouth as he moved back again to prepare for another round. Yeah, the demon was getting a little too smug with himself.

Hel knew the demon was getting pretty smug, and she knew why. He was getting pretty good at landing hits on her in a timely matter...and since this was the second time, she couldn't help but feel like it wasn't a fluke. She also knew that Junko winning a few of their spars was a lucky fluke though, so...maybe Titus was just on a really long lucky streak at the moment. The reaper just chuckled. "I do not need to stay on my toes, just flat on my feet, because you lack the power to sweep me off of them."

She then laughed. "Ya, I did not, actually..." The reaper then grabbed the demon's arm, and in a few quick motions had pulled the demon and swept him over her back. She then slammed him onto the ground, and grinned.

"Ah, ya...I suppose we need to work on your reflexes still, as well~"

The reaper let go of his arm, and then held out her hand to help him back up. "But this is more about offensive training and not dodging...so...ya." She chuckled again.

"Ready for another training session? No worries, you do not have to strike me three times again."

"Ah, ya, you do." Hel replied in a very 'duh' tone. "When you can sweep me off my feet, it means are you getting better!" She then grinned, and helped hoist the demon up when he took her hand. She was about to launch into the explaining the next part of training when she paused. Titus was starting to say something, and she was catching the cues on his face that said he wanted to ask something before he stopped.

"...And...?" She urged him to continue with what he wanted to ask her.