#Alastor is the reason for Vox's perpetual migraine

[alice-after-dark]

Stayed Friends AU - Episode 5

(This might end up in the maybe-possibly-someday fic, but it's been in my head and I wanted to unleash it)

That evening, a firm knock sounded at Alastor's door. The faint signal drifting through the wood told him who it was before he even opened it.

"Vox, my good fellow! What an unexpected surprise!" He met the television's glare with a beaming smile. "To what do I owe the pleasure?"

"Well, let's see, Al, where do I fucking start? Apparently Mimzy showed up, the hotel got wrecked, you had loan sharks for lunch, oh and let's not forget starting shit with the literal King of Hell!"

"Quite a productive day if I do say so myself!"

"Alastor!"

The Radio Demon slid out of his room, linking arms with the sentient TV and leading him down the hall towards the lobby where he knew the others were gathered. He chuckled. "You worry far too much, my friend!" He knocked on Vox's head with his microphone. "Tell me, do televisions get wrinkles? I wonder if any of dear Velvette's fancy face masks would work on a screen..."

Vox rolled his eyes. "This isn't a joke, Alastor. Remember, you've got my name tied up in this place too. You can't be reckless."

Alastor gave him a dismissive wave. "It was nothing I couldn't handle. And if it worries you so, then take solace in the fact that I will not be joining our dear princess and her consort on their trip to Heaven."

"Yeah, okay, that is a-WAIT THEY'RE GOING WHERE?!"