Jack extended his hand, and grabbed on to the red woman's hand .

He immediately jerked his hand back with a yelp, and waved it around as he sucked air through his teeth . He looked down at his palm to see it was bright red, and could already identify the presence of several small white blisters forming on the pad of his palm . The red skinned woman looked at him with confusion for a split second, before a look of realization crossed her face .

"Oh, did you get burned? I figured you'd be immune to heat, considering . " She said, withdrawing her hand and looking at him with a mixture of concern and masked amus.e.m.e.nt .

Jack looked at her, still nursing his scorched hand .

"Considering what?"

Advertis.e.m.e.nt"Well, Frumpkin told us you specifically requested a quote . . . 'harem of really hot women' . It's considered a great honor to be selected as a romantic companion of a hero by G.o.d, but no one ever requests Ifrits, Fire Tieflings, or Ember Sprites because of our intense body heat . So we were overjoyed when he came to us and told us you were coming and that we were to be your companions . But, I didn't expect to be requested by someone who is so sensitive to temperature", The red woman explained .

"Wait, you're my 'harem of super hot women'?", Jack asked, feeling a sinking sensation in his gut .

The blue skinned girl spoke up with a warm smile .

"Yup, that's us! I'm Eleanor the Fire Tiefling, the small one behind me is Madeleine the Ember Sprite, and the one you've been talking to is Ruby the Ifrit . It's a pleasure to meet you, mister hero!"

"Are you kidding me?", Jack asked . "Is this some kind of joke? Am I being pranked?"

"Pranked?", Rose asked, tilting her head in confusion .

Jack hung his head, and buried his face in his hands . It would be just his luck that Frumpkin would take his description of "hot women" literally . Here he was, face to face with beautiful women whose sole purpose for existence now was meeting his every desire, and he couldn't so much as give them a pat on the back without needing skin grafts . Perfect . Just perfect .

["So, what do you think, kid? Are they hot enough for ya?"] Frumpkin's voice popped in his head, along with another sound that sounded very similar to a hair dryer . ["Do I know how to nail a wish or what?"]

"You made them literally hot! That's not what I meant at all!" Jack yelled in his head . He mentally visualized strangling Frumpkin with his own beard as he did so .

["Whoa, hey! I did exactly what you asked for . I did tell you the wishes would be open to my interpretation . Not my fault you used language that apparently has mutiple meanings . "] Frumpkin said, after a clicking sound shut off the hair dryer sound . Maybe it actually was a hair dryer .

"Can't you fix it?" Jack thought .

["Sorry kid . No refunds . You get what you wish for . Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a perm to finish blow-drying . "] Frumpkin said, and with a click the blowdryer sound resumed, much louder than before .

"Hey! I'm not done talking to you!" Jack called in his head after him .

["WHAT? I CAN'T HEAR YOU!"] Frumpkin yelled back . Somehow, the hair dryer sound got even louder .

" . . . So, are you okay . . . ?"

Jack snapped back to reality to see Rose looking intensely at him with a look that not so subtly implied he was acting crazy .

"Huh? Oh, yeah . I'm fine . Why?" He said .

"You've just been standing there staring off into s.p.a.ce for the past three minutes . " Rose said, raising an eyebrow .

"Sorry about that . " Jack said sheepishly .

"Oookay . . . . " Rose said, casting a sideways glance towards Eleanor, who shrugged . "So, are you ready to go, Jack?"

Jack nodded, finding a small bit of excitement return after his immense disappointment . He was, after all, still the hero of this new world . Maybe he'd figure out a way to keep himself from getting burned along the way .

"Sure thing! Lead the way!" He said, gesturing with his hand down the direction he had been heading .