Petite-Colette held a cool event for Valentine's day where you choose one of her characters and one of your own characters and draw what would happen if in an alternate universe they went on a date! Well it was so much fun that I ended up doing three... even though one of them isn't really a date.

Lior, Ekundayo, and Archer belong to Petite-Colette
Amanda was designed by me
Chantelle was massively redesigned by me
Bechamel was designed by Sugarchuu
Remoulade was designed by DeerestHammy

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AMANDAxLIOR
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Amanda was born to a long line of succubi and incubi. Nearly everyone in her family was a sex demon. When you're from a demon family that "specializes," non-demons usually assume that its guaranteed that you'll mature into the same specialty. However, demon biology is geared for interbreeding between other species... having children with both parents as demons eventually starts causing mutations to help keep the gene pool from getting stagnant. The purer your demon blood, the more likely you are to go through demon puberty and end up with a specialty totally unrelated to your parents. This didn't keep Amanda's peers for teasing her when she started developing secondary sex characteristics before everyone else her age.

"Miss Prattklissen!" Her sociology teacher rapped a ruler on her desk, startling her out of her thoughts. "Incubi and succubi may not traditionally care much about the psychological and social effects of differing family structures, but you are required to pass this class in order to graduate."

Cowed and humiliated, Amanda attempted to look interested and started jotting down random words in her notes. However, the dim light of the room and warm air soon lulled her into a bit of a trance. Out of the corner of her eye she began to see a beautiful young man wrapped in furs and gold chains. As he walked toward her, she saw that the furs were actually his enormous tail and ears. He began to dance slowly while whispering things she couldn't quite hear. Without ever touching him, she could feel his warm skin and soft coat. Quiet music seemed to emanate from him and infuse the room.

Suddenly, the school bell tolled, marking the end of the class period. Amanda looked around but the entrancing man was nowhere to be found. In his place, she had a feeling of purpose and belonging that she had never had before. She suddenly didn't feel discouraged or ostracised, but determined. Excited, she had a feeling that soon everyone would know just exactly what she was turning into... and she now had a soul-deep surety that it wasn't a succubus.

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ARCHERxBECHAMELxREMOULADE
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Bess didn't know why he had agreed to let his friends set him up on a blind date. Sure, having a boyfriend might be nice, but it wasn't like his life was suffering without one. Nervously, he looked around the crowded bus station for "a super sexy green-haired, red-eyed feline." Suddenly, a slender leopard with a long fluffy tail slid into his view.

"Looking for someone?" He flicked his blue-green ears and smiled wide, showing pointed canines and squinting up his bright red eyes. Bess startled. He hadn't actually expected the man his friends had set him up with to be.... attractive.

"My date. I guess that would be you? I'm Bechamel."

"Well, hello there! You can call me Remi." The cat boy stretched his arm over Bess' shoulders and pulled him uncomfortably flush against his side. Bess hadn't ever met someone so forward! He started feeling a bit hot and dizzy.

"Excuse me! What the FUCK are you doing pawing all over my date, asshole?" Bess whipped around to see yet another tall, handsome, green and red man. His magenta eyes flashed as he bared his fangs at Remi. "I'm Archer, that's Bechamel, and we are going to get coffee!"

Remi somehow looked even more ecstatic. "I love coffee. And threesomes." Archer bristled as Remi leered at him.

Bess was very certain he should have stayed at home today.

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CHANTELLExEKUNDAYO
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Valentine's day was always hard on the food service industry, and the frozen yogurt shop Cream ("You won't believe its not ice cream!") was no exception. Chantelle normally didn't come in to work behind the counter, but she had wanted to let any of her employees with partners take the day off and she figured that the shop could use her help. That thought had turned out to be an understatement. Not only was Cream filled to the brim with couples, but problems kept cropping up left and right.

Frowning, Chantelle watched George smile wearily at customers as she manned the blender. He looked like he hadn't gotten any sleep again, but when she asked him this morning if he had gotten called into the hospital last night, he had responded "Huh? um, no, not this time." She was concerned... no, by this point she was extremely worried about him. Hadn't he had a boyfriend too? A nice tanuki boy... she was sure that he knew she would have let him take the day off--

Her thoughts were interrupted by Melinda barging through the glass doors. She waved hello and barked out "Hi Miss C! School's out!" Her speech was really improving ever since she started working here. Chantelle threw her a relieved smile and started signing to Melinda what she wanted her to start doing.

Eventually, the crowd began to thin. As Chantelle was about to start ordering everyone to clean up, a tall man came inside, carrying a bouquet of roses. Frustrated, Chantelle decided to deal with this final customer herself. She recognized him as a semi-regular... he usually filled up a cup with plain vanilla yogurt and sat in the corner quietly, always dressed in button downs and suits. Chantelle thought he must be some sort of business man. As out of place his clothes were in a small frozen yogurt shop, she secretly appreciated seeing someone spend so much time on their appearance.

"Ah, I don't believe I've ever had the pleasure of knowing your name, miss," he said.

"Cream. Ah-- Chantelle. Chantelle Cream, sorry. Were you wanting your usual?"

"Charmed, Chantelle. Ekundayo." He gestured towards her with the roses. "Actually, today I was hoping to try something new. I've made a reservation for two at a small italian restaurant in half an hour, with the hope that you would agree to accompany me." He smiled disarmingly and Chantelle blushed bright red. Gently reaching for the flowers, her stomach made a loud growling noise.

"I suppose I will."