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A what if of my story Down In The Trenches. More specifically, the arrival of my Radiorose kid: Alice.

Note: pre-established Radiorose, has oc

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Rosie arrived at the Hotel as soon as she got the news from Charlie - Alastor was stabbed, weak, having a long wound across his chest.

She came over with a medical bag, full of supplies. Going right to work, saving pleasantries. Charlie had moved a few more first aid kits into Alastor's room, as instructed.

She put a leather strap in his mouth for him to bite, trying to tune out his cries as she wroked on him. It took hours - cleaning, disinfecting, stitching, pausing, saying sweet nothings, bandaging. And trying not to cry.

"Ro-ss-sie.." his voice was so weak, him speaking after she removed the strap, when she finished her bandaging him up.

"I'm here, doll." She pet his hair, smiling. "You did pretty good. All things considered."

"S- stay." He pleaded, tears in his eyes from feeling the burning.

Rosie nodded, moving her hand to cup his face, "I don't plan on it, silly boy." She leaned down to kiss him gently.

Alastor let out a soft "hm" as he leaned against her hand.

"I'll use the intercom to let them know you're alright." Rosie said, kissing him again.

"Okay.." Alastor said softly, disappointed.

"Needy boy. Stay." Rosie said with a smile as she stood up. She went to the intercom, pressing the button to speak with the main floor.

"Rosie? How is he?" Eager to hear the news, wow, she must be worried.

"He's fine, Charlie sweetie." Rosie said with a smile. "I'll be stayin' the night ta keep an eye on him."

"Okay. I'll have some dinner brought up." Charlie said with a smile.

That night, they held each other tight and cried.

"Why did you do it, you fucking idiot!" Rosie moved back to look at his face.

Alastor chuckled, tears falling down his face, "I don't know, darling. I.. I guess I couldn't let our chums have a laugh without me."

Rosie kissed him harshly, "was it worth it, you jerk?"

Alastor whimpered in paid, panting as the broke for air, "well, I'm in your hands.. so yes."

"Easy there.. Al. You're still hurting, it's too soon." Rosie said.

Alastor sighed, frowning, "fine.." he held her arms. "Just, lay in my arms alright?"

Rosie reached a hand up to touch his cheek again. "I will, just promise you won't die in mine tonight."

"I won't, I have the best nurse in all of the underworld here with me." Alastor smiled at her.

Rosie laughed softly, kissing him again. Her tears rolled down her face, dropping onto his bandaged chest.

They called it a night, for real this time, holding each other.

There was the sound of screaming that woke Rosie up the next morning.

"Al.." She touched his chest blindly, still asleep, to which he made a weak noise.

"Your alarm.." Rosie said as another round of screaming started.

"I don't have one. Maybe i's your phone.."

"Turned mine off b'fore I worked on you. I's still off."

The screaming wouldn't stop.

"Okay, that's it.." Alastor sat up, feeling pain ripping through him, and seeing what he was seeing - he turned to her a bit too fast. "R- Rosie.."

"What?" Now she was annoyed. He was up, but the screaming wouldn't stop.

"Wa-wake up." Alastor said softly. "Wake up!" He whisper shouted.

"What?" Rosie sat up, glaring at him. When she saw his face, she followed where he was glancing at out of the orner of his eyes. To the end of the bed.

There lay a wee, naked babe. A little baby girl. A little faun, crying where she lay.

Rosie took another moment, before she moved to scoop up the girl, wrapping her in the blanket at the end of the bed, before bringing her to the head of the bed while rocking her to calm her.

"Look at her, Al." Rosie looked from the baby to Alastor.

Alastor nodded. "I.. I am." He took a breath. "She.." his eyes went from the babe to Rosie.

"Looks like you." Rosie smiled.

"Like you too." Alastor said with a smile.

"What are we going to do with her? How did she even get here?" Rosie asked.

Alastor shrugged. "Hm.. I don't know. Wishful thinking?"

"What?" Rosie was flabbergasted.

"Well, I regretted not having children while alive but, well.."

"Your murders, I know." Rosie said to him. "I was thinking about it too, but, well you know.."

Unable to have children in life. Thus barren in death.

"What if.. what if this is our chance?" Alastor asked after a few minutes of the two tickling the baby's cheeks and feeling her ears, smiling at her laughter.

"How close to ya second death are you?" Rosie asked him.

"You saw last night." Alastor said, looking to her with a smile. "But, think about it - you and I had wanted children, I nearly die to a holy weapon, and then," he moved his hands to make jazz hands, "baby."

Rosie sighed. "You have a point."

After a moment, Alastor asked, "so.. what are we going to do with her?"

"Raise her?" Rosie asked in a manner indicating she was intent on doing this alone if she had to.

Alastor smiled. "Perfect. Well, what shall we name our little girl?"

Rosie smiled at him. "What's the name of that book you like?"

"Alice in Wonderland, why?"

"Curiosity. I needed a girl name, and honestly.. that one sounds perfect."

Alastor hummed, mulling it over. "I like it too." He smiled. "Let's give her the middle name of May."

"Are you serious?" Rosie asked Alastor, shifting their babe as she reached for Alastor.

"I think she likes it too." Alastor said, reaching over to take the baby. When he held her, something in him felt complete.

"Alice May Hunt-Dupuis."

Rosie stopped adjusting her hair to look at the man. "Your last name is French?"

Alastor lowered Alice a little to glare at her playully. "Rosie, darling, I'm a Creole from Louisiana. Of course my last name is French."

"Are you fuckin' kidding me?"

"No." Alastor said to her.

Well, bathing and dressing the kid was fun. As was bringing her downstairs.

"What da fuq is even dat!"

"A baby."

"No shit, Smiles. I mean, what da fuq is you two doin' with it?"

"Oooh! Here, I'll order everything you guys need!" Charlie said, and went ahead ordering with Rosie and Vaggie giving commentary.

"We were given her as a gift." Rosie said. "For some reason."

"Hmm.." Lucifer looked at the girl, only to get kicked in the eye. "Ow!" He put a hand over his eye. "Yup, that's Antlers' kid alright! Born of you two wanting a kid, I'm assuming, and from what I can guess is whatever the fuck took Antlers out of commission."

"Adam's ridiculously tacky axe." Alastor said with a grimace.

"What's her name? I want to get her stuff with her name on it." Charlie was grinning.

Alastor and Rosie looked at each other with a smile.

"Alice May Hunt-Dupuis." They said together with a smile.

"Perfect! Now we have to wait." Charlie said with a smile. "Can I hold her? Please?"

"Alright, just be careful with her." Rosie said, passing Alice to Charlie.

"Hi, Alice. My name's Charlie."

Alice was looking around with those large void eyes, her ears moving about this way and that, but she focused on Charlie with a giggle.

Well - after the formula and baby stuff was delivered, a nursery was set up for Alice, next to Alastor and Rosie's room.

"I call being the fun Aunt!" Cherri raised a hand with a bomb, challenging anyone to fight her.

"As long as I'm the cool Uncle." Angel said.

"No way! If anyone is the cool one, it's me!"

"Why do you want in on this, Vagina?" Angel asking Vaggie this made Cherri laugh.

"Don't make me give Niffty a sharp object and the order to stab you." Vaggie actually had a soft spot for kids.

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nkirukaj · 5 months

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The Radio Demon & the Billboard Doe (10)

Pairing: Alastor x Fem! OC

Warnings: Swearing; Sexual implications?

Genre: Angst/Fluff (& Humor!)

Word Count: 8.1K

<Chapter 9

10. Mother

“I have a question!” Voe runs into the parlor, shouting

They look towards her “What is it Voe?” Charlie asks

“What month is it? Please tell me what month it is!”

Charlie strokes her chin and thinks, not knowing the names of months

“You died in March right? So that would make it….September?” Vaggie chimed up

“Holy fuck!” Voe falls face-first on the couch

“What?” Angel leaned over her with his lean frame

She lifts her head up from the couch “It’s almost time,”

“For what?”

“For…the rut”

The others are quite confused “The what?” Charlie asks

Voe sits up “The rut. It’s the name for mating season.”

“Okay,” Angel says “What’s the problem?”

“This is my first year here, my first year as an animal, I don’t know how I’m going to to react to the unending biological desire/need to breed.”

“It’s not really that bad,” Angel plops down on the couch “I mostly take it in stride.”

Voe sits on the arm of the couch “You don’t get it. I’m a horny degenerate on the regs. Imagine that, plus animalistic desire or need.”

“What do you mean you’re a ‘horny degenerate’?” Charlie questions

Voe blinks at her “I mean I’m horny like all the time.”

“Are ya horny now?” Angel raises his brow. Voe looks away not answering the question. “Oh you little slut,” he grins

“Just a little, just a little!” she dips her head in her hands “I don’t know what I’m going to do next month.”

Angel puts his hand on her shoulder “Why do you just, I don’t know. Fuck somebody?”

“This will be an uncontrollable rampage, Angel.”

“Then fuck a lot of somebody’s. Isn’t that what you did when you were alive? Just do it now.”

Voe looks up and thinks “Where am I finding people down?”

“It’s Hell toots. I guarantee that if you went on live and asked ya, little followers, if they wanna fuck you, they’d all say yes. Or at least half of ‘em. Or…..” He raises his eyebrow

“What?”

“Ya don’t really have to go that far to find somebody to fuck toots.”

She tilts her head in confusion “What do you mean?”

“There’s someone you could fuck the floor right above you,” he teases

She scoffs “Oh don’t waste my time,” Angel laughs

“What?” Charlie questions

“Ugh, he’s talking about Alastor.” Voe rolls her eyes

Charlie gets excited “Ooooh, that sounds interesting tell me about that. You like Alastor?”

“I don’t think anyone likes Alastor,” Vaggie says under her breath

“Yup she does,” Angel answers for her

“No!”

“Yeah, she does!” Husker calls from the bar

“Until you make me a fruity drink I don’t wanna hear a word from you!” She points at the cat, who winks at Angel “And can you guys lower your voices, because I don’t want him to hear you.”

Angel puts his arm around her “Why, because you’re scared he’ll reject you?”

“Yeah, why?” Charlie asks

“Because if that cocky bastard thinks I have a crush on him, he will never let me hear the end of it!” she whispers

“But don’t you?”

“No!” she puts her head in her hands again

Angel and Husk both nod silently at Charlie while Voe isn’t looking

“Well Voe, I think that if you do like him. Not saying that you do, but if you do then-“

“What the fuck is wrong with you?”

“Vaggie!” Charlie glares at her girlfriend “If you like him,” Voe glares at her “Or anyone! Then just be yourself and tell them. Anyone would be foolish not to like you! Cuz you’re so amazing!” Charlie ends the pep talk with a bright smile

“Thanks, Charlie, but I don’t need that advice. I know that already. Ugh, I’m going to my room. Fuck you guys.” she flips the men off and exits the parlor.

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When Voe comes down to the parlor at night to raid the fridge, she’s wearing her pajamas. A big shirt that just barely covers her tail, shouldn’t be an issue because no one was down here at this time. She opens the fridge. She loved having it be the only light on the entire floor. Sometimes she stood in the fridge and ate, other times she took the food to her room.

After taking about another cold pan of jambalaya from the fridge and placing some on a plate, Voe’s ears twitched at the quiet sound of floorboards creaking. She stops her movement instantly, searching the darkness to find nothing. She relaxes her shoulders only to be startled into screaming when she turns to close the fridge and sees the tall red demon standing on the other side of the door, just barely bathed in light.

“Ahh, what the fuck!” she jumps backward, fists bared

Alastor only chuckles at her shock and fear “Don’t mind me, continue on with your plans.”

Voe turns on a lamp, which only covers a small area, but it is enough to see him at least. “This is the second time I’ve seen you down here. Why are you always down here in the dark?”

“These are my nighttime activities. It seems you were the only one unaware of that.”

“You don’t sleep?”

“Not if I can help it. But the real question is, why are you always down here?”

“What?”

“You come down here every night at this exact time to take food from the fridge and eat, why?”

She blushes “How do you know that?”

“I hear you,” is what he said, but the truth was that he smelled her “Now do tell me why. I was beginning to get offended at your aversion to my cooking.”

“Your cooking is fine.” he raises his eyebrow “It’s good. Great I guess, whatever.” Alastor smiles and waits, expecting more. Voe inhales “I just don’t like eating in front of people okay, geez.”

“Why not?”

She rolls her eyes “Is that really even your business?”

“Fair enough, I’ll mind my business. But I did approach you for a reason.”

“Yes?” She asks getting increasingly irritated

“This afternoon I will be taking a walk around the city, would you like to accompany me?”

Voe widens her eyes in confusion “Is that a joke?”

Alastor seems playfully offended “I think that it is very clear when I’m joking.”

“You want me to go on a walk with you, why?”

“Sometimes it’s nice to have company,”

“Yeah, but me?”

“Yes,”

“Why me?”

“Why not you?”

“I thought you didn’t like me.”

Alastor shrugs “I told you my opinion of you has changed,”

“So you do like me?”

“Would you like to come or not?’

“Sure.”

“Lovely,”

Voe stands up straight “But you do like me then?”

“I’ll see you at noon. Goodnight, my dear.” Alastor once again dissipates into shadows

When noon arrived Alastor stood at the door, dusting off his sleeves, waiting for Voe to come downstairs.

“Ooooh Alastor, what are you getting into today?” Charlie bounces over to the Overlord

“Just going on a walk, my dear.”

“Nice! Get some fresh air! What are you waiting for?”

“I’m waiting for my walking buddy, of course!”

Charlie is confused “Your walking buddy?”

Voe comes rushing down the stairs with her super speed, causing papers and anything not nailed down to get blown back by the wind she created. When she stops in front of Alastor and Charlie she lays down her flowing sundress and fixes her hair, which is down today.

“I’m not late!” She says to Alastor

“Right. Okay, we should be going now!” as they both exit the doors

“Wait, you two are-?” the Princess’s voice is cut off by the sound of the door slamming

They are walking in silence, their heels clicking on the pavement. The sounds of crackling fire and screaming sinners fill the air for them. Voe looks around at the sky and notices all the demons that jump away or light themselves on fire when she passes with Alastor. She looks up at him and he sports a closed-lipped smile as he looks straight ahead. They pass the area that she fell into when she first arrived, still remembering how her face hurt when she landed on it.

“Ooh that’s where I melted those guys’ faces,” she says to herself looking off the path

“Hmm?” Alastor questioned, looking down

“No, I just said that’s where I melted those guys faces,’”

“Look at you, coming into Hell and starting chaos” He looks back up ahead

“I didn’t really start anything. If anything, I just added to it.”

“And finished it?”

She looks up in thought “I suppose,”

They continue on in silence until reaching ‘Cannibal Town’, which Voe reads off the sign. She notes how all the residents have creepy smiles like Alastor’s and pitch-black eyes. He leads her into a building filled to the brim with sinners and once inside he says

“Excuse me for a moment, I have to go say hi to a friend,” and disappeared into the crowd instantly

Voe didn’t like being left alone in situations where she only knew one person. Now she was hoping nobody else noticed her because she was not prepared to talk to anyone else at this time. She made herself busy by looking at the displays of fingers and hands. Do they not take the nails off when they eat them? Wait. Do they eat these…raw? She mulled over the thought of eating raw meat, and it sent a disgusting shiver down her spine.

Alastor returned with a tall lady, dressed in old-fashioned clothes and a rather large and ostentatious hat, black eyes, and the same grin as everyone else, although on her it wasn’t so creepy. Voe was slightly intimidated by her stature and presence, she radiated confidence, joy, and respect.

“Alastor I do enjoy your visits, but you know I’m very busy. You can’t just keep showing up here unannounced,” she said to him

“I love stopping by to see you! And I wanted to introduce you to someone new in Hell. I believe you’d like her,”

He leads the woman over to Voe, who waves shyly. “She’s one of the hotel residents and I invited her to come on a walk with me. A darling doe named Voe.” He gestures toward her

“Hi,” she says

“Well hello! Look at you, so pretty!”

“So I’ve been told,” she flips her hair, flattered at the compliment. She laughs at the doe’s brazenness

“And Voe, this is my good friend Rosie, one of the few Overlords more dangerous than me,”

“This new generation of sinners is something else. Alastor, what are you doing with this pretty young thing?”

“Calm down, we’re just going for a walk! I wanted to come see my friend!”

Rosie puts her hands on her hips “And you brought her? Why?”

“She’s one of the least annoying friends I have.”

“Friends? Haven’t heard you use that word in a while!”

Voe is also shocked by his use of the word ‘friend’. She wasn’t aware that that was the kind of relationship they had at this point. Shocked, but pleased.

“I just wanted you to meet the newcomer. She’s pretty famous, she goes by ‘Voe the Beau’.”

“Alastor you know I don’t frequent the interwebs!” She laughs and turns to Voe “Very nice to meet you ‘Voe the Beau’,” she bends down to be eye-level with the doe.

“I’m sorry, but you are literally Mother right now,” Voe says to Rosie

Rosie is shocked and confused by her statement. She looks to Alastor who is just as, if not more confused than she. Voe is smiling giddily so Rosie shrugs it off “I suppose I’ll take that as a compliment,” Voe nods profusely

“I do have a question,”

“What’s that?”

“Do you eat this stuff raw?”

“Well of course! It’s the only way to eat it!”

Voe looks around “But why?’ she asks “Like, if you cook the flesh you’d still be cannibals. So why eat it raw?”

Rosie glances toward Alastor and rolls her eyes “I started getting this question nonstop nowadays. This new generation!” Rosie waves her off “Now Missy, we’ve all got our own tastes, we can eat however we want,” She leans down to her again

“Okay,” Voe blushes “Yes Mother,” she says under her breath

Voe feels a yank on her tail, she turns around to see a young child behind her. A warmth in her chest arises and her heart swells. She loves children.

“Hey! You have a tail!” the child says

“I do have a tail indeed,”

“Can I pull it?”

“Well, no. But I can play with you and your friends if you like.”

She’s dragged away by the child to sit on the floor in a circle of cannibal children, tossing around the bone of a leg they had all just shared

“Guys!! We didn’t save the lady any leg!”

Voe smiles “Oh no, I’m perfectly fine, you don’t have to share with me!”

“I have a finger I can share!” spoke a different child

“My mommy gave me a toe!”

“I’ve got a whole foot!”

Voe was grinning at her absolute limit, trying to convince these kids that she was satisfied as they tried to get her to eat one of the limbs they had spared. Alastor stood in the same spot watching as she got lost in the crowd of children, his smile softening slightly as he inhaled and exhaled deeply.

“What do you think of her?” he says to Rosie

“She seems like a nice girl. What do you think of her?”

“She’s quite tolerable to be around, yes?” he says without looking at her

Rosie pursed her lips “Now Alastor, why’d you really bring her to me?” she spoke from behind him

He snaps out of his little trance “Whatever do you mean, Rosie?”

Rosie looks as though he’s trying to play her for a fool “I thought for sure I had you pegged, and there you are, surprising me again!”

“What are you talking about, my dear?”

“Nothing,” she surrenders, holding up her hands “It’s just,” she whispers in his ear “You’re starin’ a little more than usual.”

“Something about her, I just can’t put my finger on it.”

Rosie nods next to him, knowing exactly what he means before he does

On their walk back, Alastor pointed out a tea shop “Would you like some tea?” He asked her

Voe wasn’t exactly paying attention when she heard his request “What?”

“Would you like some tea?”

“Uh sure,” They walk into the tea shop and he orders one for her “Oh right, you don’t like tea.”

“Oh, you noticed?”

She looks up at him “Oh, well yeah.”

“Mhmm.” He looks up again taking the tea when it’s handed to him. They walk out and he passes it to her, grazing her fingers as he does. She can feel the sharpness of his claws on her knuckles

She holds the tea with both hands and looks up “You’re being nice,”

“I suppose I am,”

“Why?”

“Why not?”

They keep walking “You’re not normally nice,”

“Would you rather me be mean?”

She smirks, “I’m not sure,” she sips the tea “Holy fuck that’s good as shit!”

Alastor chuckles at this reaction, his pupils lowering to view her gulping down the hot tea. They continue walking in silence as Voe plays with her wrist, and tugs on her ear, growing restless.

“Why did you want me to come on this walk?” she finally burst

“I do believe I already told you why,”

“But we just walked there and now we’re just walking back. Like, we’re not even talking!” she drinks more of the tea, her brows furrowed

His pupils are on her as he continues to walk forward “That is what I invited you to. A walk.”

Voe pouts as she finishes her tea, holding the cup until she can find a trash can “That’s boring as hell,”

Alastor shrugs as they continue to walk

“Are you a cannibal?”

Alastor rolls his eyes, knowing she wouldn’t be able to stay silent for long “Yes,”

She widens her eyes “So you eat other people?”

“That is the definition, darling.”

She stares straight ahead, in shock for a moment “So did you get something from where we were?”

“No, today I’m in the mood for venison.”

She looks around in confusion “Isn’t that deer?”

“Mhmm,”

Voe starts snickering somewhat randomly, and Alastor stops to look at her, wondering what was so funny. When she sees him staring, she says “Of all the meats you could prefer, you found a way to be a cannibal, twice!” Alastor smirks at the somewhat amusing coincidence

“I suppose that is funny,”

“So like, were you that tall in real life or…”

“Why?”

“Because everyone is like a giant or a tree. I’m trying to figure out what the fuck happened to me.”

“Perhaps that is part of your punishment,”

“I think my punishment is growing fur on my legs, and having my ears on top of my head now. How am I supposed to listen to music like this??”

“Don’t think about that, think about how adorable it makes you look, little doe.” He pinches her cheek

“Yeah, I know.” There’s a beat of silence before Voe chirps up again “You know you’re cute too.”

He does not respond to this. It has been quite a while since someone has dared to call him ‘cute’, especially to his face.

“Do you think you’re attractive?” Voe piped up again.

“I believe that I am wonderful.”

“That’s not what I asked you,” she scoffs

He takes a moment to think “I suppose I do find myself attractive.”

“Hmm.” She smiles, humming to herself

Alastor looks down, pleased by the interaction.

When they arrive back at the hotel, Alastor stops her before she enters the doors.

“I’d like to discuss something with you, my dear.”

“Yeah, what’s up?”

“I require something from you.” Voe raises her brow “This will benefit both of us,”

“Mhmm?” she responds “What is it?”

He approaches, standing as close as he possibly can “Give me, your soul.” Voe widens her eyes “And I will teach you to control your powers, and I will protect you. It’s quite a good deal really.” He bends down to meet her eyes.

Vera sticks her hip out, thinking “No.”

“No?” Alastor is shocked “What do you mean ‘no’?”

“I mean no. I am not giving you my soul.”

“Why not??” He questions, growing annoyed “I’m offering you protection and power.”

“A soul isn’t something that you can put a price on. I plan to own mine for eternity. Alastor’s eye starts to twitch “Why do you want to own me anyway?”

He looks away, not wanting to confront her gaze. “It’s really nothing my dear. It’s just a soul. You’re not using it.”

“If it’s nothing, why do you want it?”

“Because I’m willing to protect you.”

“But I didn’t ask you to.”

“I know, but we are becoming friends now, at least that’s what I thought you wanted, so I’d like to protect you.”

She smiles sarcastically “Ah, yes the age-old rule of friendship, one has to own the other.”

“Now now, I think you are misunderstanding the lack of value that your soul has, right now, it’s just a burden. Let me take that burden from you.”

“Of course, and you’re being so altruistic by helping me out.”

“Well, what’s the big deal? Angel gave his soul away and he’s doing just fine,”

Voe scoffs “Yeah, right. He is clearly miserable, no matter how much he lies to me about it.”

“Ah yes, being the most famous adult film star in Pentagram City is misery.”

“Oh don’t be dense! You know Valentino is weird. And not in a good way!”

“He is a bit feminine-“

“That is not what I meant!”

“What do you mean, my dear?” Alastor’s eyes pierced into her

Voe closes her eyes “What I am saying is that my soul is important to me, and I need to know why you want it.”

“To help you! Isn’t that what I said?” He tilts his head

“Okay, then give me yours.”

“You’re not powerful enough to take it,”

“That shouldn’t matter if you give it to me.”

“Why would you want my soul?”

“Why not? It’s just a soul. It’s a burden, I’m helping you out!”

“But, I gave you a reason. You haven’t given me one.”

“You didn’t give me one.”

“I did! I want to protect you. You’re not powerful enough to protect me. Or even yourself!”

Voe looks irritated “I can protect myself.”

“But what about Angel?”

“What about Angel?”

“You can’t protect him.”

Voe doesn’t respond to this. She purses her lips, looking away from the taller demon.

“Like I said, give me your soul and I can help you…” his tone was sticky sweet and she started to consider it.

She shakes her head vigorously “No. If we’re going to be friends, we’re going to be equal.”

“Who said we wouldn’t be?”

“You own Husk, right?”

“Mhmm”

“You two are not equal.”

“Oh, Husker’s different. He’s just a sad old drunken gambler. He needs me.”

“And I don’t want to get to that point.”

His smile stretches up to his hairline “Oh, I would never do that to you. You’re much too smart.”

“I bet you said that to him!”

He rolls his eyes “You might be the only sinner this stubborn.”

She snickers “Of course not. You’re here too.”

“You really want to keep your soul?”

“Why are you asking me that, as if it’s unreasonable?!”

“I suppose you’re right..” he says looking quite annoyed

“Hey….” she leans forward

“What?” he glares down at her

“Are you upset?”

He scoffs and enters the hotel doors, closing them behind him.

“Wow,” Voe steps back “Someone’s upset,” she said under her breath before entering the hotel doors herself.

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Voe had been summoned to work in the middle of an afternoon, very unusual behavior from her boss, but of course she came. When she arrived, however, she did not find Velvette immediately. She saw Valentino smoking a cigarette and Vox pacing around hyped up on rage. Velvette approached her from the side.

“Hey love, you’re gonna want to sit down. Vox is not happy.”

Vox throws a table across the studio, sending papers flying

“Hey! Stop destroying my studio! It’s literally always me!” She goes to pick up the papers that he dropped, as he kicks in a door.

“YOU!!!!” he points at Voe, storming towards her “You said that he would be talking about me!!! Were you trying to make me look foolish?? Do you think this is a game???”

“Hey! HEY! No! Use your words!” Velvette yelled back at him

Vox calms himself down and repeats the question “You said, he would be talking about me. But he ended up talking about you. Why??” he asked, riling himself up again

“That’s just what he told me!”

“Right, and then he goes on his broadcast to talk about you. And that’s just a coincidence?”

“I suppose..” she looks away

“Are you working with him?? Against us??”

“No!”

“Then what the fuck was that?”

“I don’t know, I guess he just thought it was funny!”

Vox laughs full of insanity “Well here’s a joke, you’re fired!”

Voe’s stomach drops and she starts to sweat. Her mouth drops open, and she tries to keep the tears in her eyes from falling.

“Now hold on Vox, this is my employee, and I think there’s a better course of action that we can take.” Velvette claps her hands and the contract from earlier reappears. She turns to Voe “It’s been 5 months sweets. It’s time.”

Vox pushes her out of the way “Sign the contract or get the FUCK out!”

Valentino starts to laugh evilly. “Perfecto,” Valentino purrs, blowing smoke in her face again

“It’s time,” Vox stood in front of her, one of his eyes growing large

Voe is apprehensive “Uhh, this is my soul.”

“Do you want to be on billboards or not?” Velvette lifts her chin with her index finger. She manifests a quill and slides it into Voe’s hand.

‘Voe the Beau’ she signs, and it disappears. She looks to Velvette as Vox starts throwing a tantrum “Are you FUCKING kidding me?!”

“Oh calm down Vox,” she turns back to Voe “Is that your real name?” Voe shakes her head “Well write your real name,”

The three Vees all lean in cackling maniacally as she drags the quill over the contract. V-E-R-A

“Excellent,” Vox’s voice lowers in pitch “Now you’re going to help us destroy that Old Timey Prick, understand, my dear?”

Voe stares up at the man, nodding “Yes,”

_______________________________________________________

The gang had started setting up for the party a few days ago, but Voe had just begun to notice.

“Hey, Voe!” Charlie waves “Do you wanna help set things up?”

She taps her chin “Not really,”

“Are you serious? This was your idea, and you’ve literally been nowhere to be found since we started working on this.” Vaggie scolded

“Vaggie! She just started working, give her a break!”

“Angel works, and he’s helping.”

“Angel has six arms,” Voe refutes

“No one said you had to do anything big. You could literally put up some posters or decorations. You don’t even participate in Charlie’s activities! Are you even trying to be redeemed??” Vaggie scoffs while Voe has no response “Ugh, whatever.” She walks off

“Vaggie!” she turns to Voe “Sorry Voe I know you’re doing your best.” she follows Vaggie out of the room

Voe didn’t know what to do at that moment. She didn’t want to start helping now and it would feel like everyone was staring at her, but she didn’t want to go to her room and prove them all right. She enters the kitchen and takes a seat. Niffty is sweeping the table furiously and muttering to herself. Voe sits and watches her clean.

“Mommy, what are you doing?!”

“Hmm? What?”

Niffty pokes her with the broom “You’re in my way! I need to clean!” she moves her out of the kitchen with the broom “Make it clean, make it clean!” she keeps muttering as Voe leaves.

No one wants you here.

She makes her way to Lucifer’s tower, with nothing to do and feeling very superfluous. It seemed like everyone was mad at her. She knocks on the door.

Lucifer opens the door “Can I help you-oh! Hey Voe! You can tell Charlie I’ll be down in a minute to help. I’m working on my Ducky ducks.”

“Um, hi. I was wondering if I could hang out in here?” She looks sheepish

“Oh yeah, of course.” He opens the door and lets her in as she goes to his wardrobe.

When Voe enters the room, she notices the King’s bare back. She watches him drape his shirt over his body. She closes the door. She continues to stare as he turns around to face her.

“Welcome back Ducky,” he widens his arms

“You don’t have to button up if you don’t want to. I mean, it’s…your lair, right?” a blush creeps up her neck “I mean, it’s your body, do what you want. I-“ she shakes her head

He tilts his says “You alright? You seem a bit on edge.”

She doesn’t answer but makes a few confusing gestures in response.

“Aww, what’s wrong with my Ducky? Is it Alastor again?” He pats the seat next to him and she sits in it

“Um, no. I just feel really out of place right now.”

“Would you like to stay in here for the rest of the day?”

She nods and he opens his arms. She lays on his still-exposed chest, feeling his warmth, and before she knows it, falls right to sleep.

She woke up to Lucifer shaking her “Hey,” he whispered in her ear “You wanna get ready for the party or do you wanna stay up here?”

“Hmm? Party?”

“You can stay up here if you’re not feeling up to it,”

Her eyes flutter open “Party? Oh shit, my party! They need me!” She stands up instantly “Sorry,” she says to the King “I’d love to see you down there,” she tells him as she leaves the room.

She couldn’t host a party dressed like this. She made a beeline to her bedroom, throwing out a mountain of clothes to find the slim party dress she got from Velvette. (Hot pink of course). She removes her glasses and puts her hair up in a high pony, with some pieces falling in the front. She checks out her makeup, decides that it will suffice for the night, and heads her little tushy downstairs.

Once she heads downstairs she’s greeted by a very high Angel Dust “Hey! You finally made it!”

“Yeah, of course, it was my idea!”

“I thought you were gonna flake on us! Come here, sit down. Have some of Angel Dust!” he grins

“Do you mean you or crack?”

Angel gestures toward the table, picking up a baggie to show her

“How long have you been high today?”

“Not long, like 48 hours? I think?”

“Okay, you should do that…less.”

He crosses two of his arms “I’ll stop doing crack when you admit you’re either fucking Alastor or Lucifer!”

“I’m not fucking either of them!”

“And I’m not gonna stop doing crack!”

“You weren’t gonna stop anyway.”

“You damn right!” He laughs and pulls her into a side hug “I love our relationship!” She laughs and hugs him back “Have a great time toots!”

Voe goes to the front of the parlor and puts her phone on a stand. She goes live on Sinstagram and speaks to the camera.

“This is Voe the Beau speaking. Coming to you live from the littest party this side of the Pentagram! Anybody who’s anybody is here and is staying here. Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel bitches!”

oh shit they have parties over there??

ain’t nobody going to that shitty ass hotel

you look GOOD girl

“Thank you, thank you. Now that I’m here, parties are what’s on the agenda. We know that drinking and drugs do NOT make you a bad person. They’re just activities you can take part in to have fun. And we know that having fun is an essential part of redemption. Am I right?” she turns to Angel and calls him over “Angel! Angel! ANGEL!!”

“What?” he comes over

“Talk to the live!”

“Wassup bitches!!! Come hit up the hotel. Free drinks, free drugs, and free SEX. In any room you like!”

Voe enters the camera “Not mine,”

“Definitely hers!”

“Nope! Not mine! The only one having sex in there is ME!”

i would totally come jus to have sex in her room

do we get to fuck u angel????

are u free 2night angel???

“Nope! I’m never free!” He cackles and walks back over to the table with the crack

“I’m technically free. You don’t pay with money, but you do pay.” She sticks out her tongue “Charlie! Charlie! Come here!” the Princess walks over “Talk to your people!”

“Hi?” She says with a drink in her hand

lol look it’s the bitch that leaves everyone starving and homeless

nobody gives a fuck about that bitch

can we cum fuck the princess of hell 2night?

“She is in a committed relationship, you guys.

can we kill the princess of hell???

“If y’all touch my bitch, Charlie, I’m ripping your fucking legs off, and that’s on period!”

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

“Maybe I should go?” she looks slightly uncomfortable and walks away

“Look what y’all did! Being mad fucking rude! Now y’all on timeout!” She walks away from the phone and over to the bar. “Hey Husker, are you still not willing to make me a good drink,”

“I would make you a good drink, but you keep asking for trash!”

“You’re telling me everyone here is fine with the hard stuff?”

“People wanna get drunk, they don’t care how. Nobody else is picky like you!”

She rolls her eyes “And no one else is as stubborn as you.” She pushes herself off the bar chair and waltzes to the middle of the dance floor.

The great thing about the lights being dimmed for this party was that Alastor was able to blend in with the shadows, able to watch the residents and other employees at this party without having to engage in it himself. In the shadows, he stood and observed, the effeminate spider snorting lines of snow, the princess and her partner standing off to the side only interacting with each other, Husker behind the bar looking miserable and Niffty running under people’s feet cleaning things they’ve dropped. Yes, from this spot he could see them all.

Including her. He watched as she flitted about going from person to person, watching as she moved, as she danced. He watched as she put her hands on her hips, threw them in the air, and tucked strands of scarlet curls behind her ear. She was not wearing her glasses tonight, and without the frames, he was able to lay his eyes on the freckles that adorned her cheeks. A darker brown than her skin, perfectly framing and contrasting her red irises. The dress she wore hugged her frame and accentuated parts of her body that were hidden in her more modest choices of dresses. All this he noticed from the shadows.

Alastor had not spoken to her since she had declined to give him her soul. He would admit that the ask was a bit impromptu and his pitch wasn’t as airtight as it would usually be, but he thought of it as a good investment on the walk back from Rosie’s emporium. All in all, it still seemed like a good deal in his eyes. But when she told him no, it lit him on fire internally. He was disgusted, enraged, and- not that he would ever admit it -embarrassed. Surprisingly not embarrassed at the rejection, but at what came after. Why do you want to own me anyway? She’d asked. He’d been asked that many times, as a deal maker, and he always made it clear that what he wanted it for was his business, but this was the first time he’d dodged the question, not because he didn’t have an answer, but because his answer frightened him. For the first time, it was an answer that he didn’t even want to admit to himself, let alone to the person he sought to make a deal with. No matter, he would inevitably win her soul, maybe not today, but he had all of eternity to find a game she’d be willing to play.

Voe slinks away from the parlor and enters the kitchen, just to sit. She leans back against the wall, closing her eyes and inhaling deeply before exhaling a long breath. She remains there with her eyes closed before hearing

“Unfortunately I have to eat my own words, my dear.” Voe turns to find Alastor standing beside her “This was in fact, a good idea.”

Voe smirks “I know.”

“I saw you…dancing” He said

She smiles up at him “I love to dance. Not like I’m a dancer or anything but, I took classes” She shrugs “I don’t know what I’m saying.” She laughs at herself

“It makes sense. I’m not a dancer either, but I can do a mean jitterbug,” he sits down

Voe laughs, and when she’s done a small smile is left “Are you still upset?”

“I have taken the time to think on it, and I have forgiven you,”

She scoffs “Forgiven me?? I did nothing wrong. Might I remind you, that you were upset with me just for wanting to know why you wanted my soul.” She leans back in her chair

“I remember,” he says, his tone bordering on acidic

Voe glances back at him “If anything, I should be mad at you,”

“And why is that?”

“Because it’s just like a man to demand that he gets to own you,”

“Except I offered something in return,”

The doe turns to face him “They always do! But they never deliver.”

“I assure you that has never been an issue for me.”

“And how am I supposed to know? There’s too many that lie. And even when they aren’t lying, they do deliver and you find out it wasn’t worth it”

“Excuse me for my gentlemanly instincts to protect and help a lady”

“You use that word so loosely and unfoundedly. ‘Gentlemanly’. What even is that? There are no gentle men. Men are aggressive and manipulative. They demand control of you and make you suffer for it. You wanna know why I’m so stubborn? Maybe because I’ve dealt with too many ‘gentlemen’ who weren’t really ‘gentlemen’. If men could be ‘gentle men’, then maybe I’d be free to be a lady!” She spits back at the Overlord

“And I am telling you that I take that descriptor quite seriously. I may be a fearsome demon, but I was raised correctly by the strongest of women. I know of the struggles you refer to and even in death I work every. Single. Day. To be the solution to the problem that you’re afraid of.” The pitch of his voice lowers as he gets more serious “I may be capable of unspeakable things, but I am a demon of my word, so if I say that I am a gentleman, believe it. I am a gentleman and you are a lady, and I not only desire but crave to help and protect you.”

When he finishes speaking he looks down to realize that he is towering over her. She is looking at him with dilated pupils and her two-tone lips are slightly parted as she breathes heavily through them. Her chest rises and falls as she turns her head up to look him in the eye. The distance between them was shorter than a pinky finger, he could feel her breath on his neck, and see the flush rising up hers.

He had never been this close to her, and the only thing he was aware of at this point was her. All he could see was her face, all he could hear was her breath, and all he could smell was her scent. There it was yet again, that burning, unfamiliar to him, somewhere inside his chest.

They sit in silence for a beat.

He whispers “Why are you in here? This is your party after all.”

“Yeah,” she responds, her eyes darting around his face and chest “Sometimes I just need a break you know? A lot of music, a lot of people. I need to take a breather for my own sanity.” She laughs dryly “I’m surprised that’s one thing that followed me from life”

“I take it you’re not drinking.”

She nods “Correct,”

“Why not? Everyone else is,”

“Well, because Husker refuses to make me the kinds of drinks I like.”

“Which are?”

“Any kind of fruity or sweet drink. Preferably the kind where you can’t actually taste the alcohol.” she chuckles

“Oh my, that’s quite the request,” he squints his eyes

“Whatever, it’s what I like,” she shrugs shakily

“Husker my good friend!” Alastor calls to the cat over the music, when the bartender looks, Alastor says “Make the darling doe what she requests!”

Voe looks at the cat, sticking out her tongue and holding up her middle fingers as he sneers back at her. When he finally brings her the drink, she’s very excited. Alastor stares as she lifts the glass, wraps her lips around the rim, and empties it within seconds. “More rounds for the lady here!” he calls back to the cat and watches as she grins. After about 3 glasses, Voe began to feel the warmth overtake her. She shakes her head as Alastor watches her close her eyes and tilt her head back.

“Are you done?” he whispers to her

She shakes her head “One more,” she whispers back “I just want one more, and then I’ll be done,” she says and turns to look at the tall demon’s face, not being able to stop herself from grinning. He grins back at her and they start laughing. A constrained giggle is the best way to describe what came from their mouths. Husker brings the last glass for her along with a bottle and shot glass for Alastor.

“Ah you know me well, my good man.” He fills up his own glass, reaching over Voe and she stares at his arm, her eyes widening

“You have really long arms,” she turns back to him with wide eyes

He downs his shot and looks at her “I suppose so,”

Voe opens her mouth to say something when Angel calls for her “Voe! Come over here toots! Cherri and Sugar are here!”

She turns to Alastor, “I’ll be back,” she reaches out to touch him, but then simply pats the air around him

“Ohh, hey it’s you,” Cherri rolls her eye

“Hey, sexy…” she wiggles her fingers

Cherri glances at Angel “Oh she is pissed” She grins “Maybe now she’ll be less weird!”

Voe looks at Sugar “Hey girlie… I haven’t seen you in forever. You look so pretty.”

“Um thanks,” Sugar says, feeling uncomfy

“How are those pills not working yet?” Cherri asks Sugar

Sugar is holding her arm “‘Cuz I didn’t take them?”

“What the fu- take ‘em!”

Sugar rolls her eyes and throws her head back ingesting the mystery pills

“Oooh, what are we doing?” Voe does a shoulder shimmy

“LSD and X?”

Voe frog blinks “Like…like…like…ecstasy?”

“Yeah,”

“I’ve never done that before,”

“Here,” Cherri opens her palm and has two of the pills in her hand

Her eyes are wide looking at Cherri’s hand

“Thought you didn’t do hard drugs toots,” He leans all over the girls

“It’s the only drug to do,” She pops one into her mouth

“I’ll smoke weeeeed. DOES ANYONE HAVE ANY WEED?”

Cherri “I’ve got marijuana tablets,” she pulls some out of her pocket

Angel gasps looking offended “You had marijuana tablets and didn’t tell me?”

Voe takes a tablet and ingests it “And now we wait,” she grins

Voe stands on the table in the parlor and starts to dance, her body swaying to the music. Alastor crosses his legs in the kitchen, downing another shot he sees her as she’s perched up on the table. Her curls wildly whipped back and forth with her head. The traceable curve of the arch in her back as she bends, and everything moves in slow motion as he watches her. He blinks and she is in front of him, leaning over to look into his face.

“Hi,” she’s very smiley and she hasn’t stopped moving, still somewhat dancing to the music. She wiggles her fingers at him

“Hello,” he speaks calmly and evenly

“You look so pretty sitting there,” she steps closer to him

He widens his eyes, “I take it that you’re now ossified?”

She squints “Are you asking me if I’m drunk?” she points at him

“Yes,” he nods

“Well…” she wiggles her finger, pointing at him “Yes,” she grins widely “But I know what I’m saying!”

“Mhmm”

“Yeah,”

“Be careful,”

She nods, her eyes wide and innocent “Okay,”

“Good girl,” he said, cupping her chin and dragging each claw over her skin. She felt her core twitch at his words but ignored it.

She bats her lashes “I want to touch your hair! Can I please? Just for one second. One second!” she begged

He sighs “Proceed,”

She giggles excitedly and her fingers quickly and lightly caress his strands, her mouth is agape “It’s so fluffy!”

He chuckles “I suppose,”

“Would you like to touch my hair?”

Alastor shrugs “Sure,”

Voe hangs her head down in front of him, he grabs her ponytail with sufficient force and lets the strands run through his fingers.

“Oh my, it’s quite thick.”

Voe puts her head back up and giggles “Just like me,”

“Exactly,” he winks

“Your voice is so…” she does a chef’s kiss

“Thank you?” he raises his brow

“No, thank you.”

“For?”

She puts her finger on her lips and just giggles “I’ll be back,” she says again, heading back to the parlor

She returns to the dance floor and Alastor’s smile settles, until seeing that turkey they call the King of Hell approach her. He taps her on the shoulder and she turns around and is quite excited, her grin going from ear to ear. She pulls him into a tight hug and the tighter the hug gets the tighter Alastor’s chest feels. She says something to him and it causes a sly grin to form on his face.

“Do you wanna dance with me?”

“I’d be delighted to,”

“Okay, but you have to drink too”

“Oh, I’m not much of a drinker..”

She holds a shot in front of him “Oh come on..”

He takes the glass “Well, maybe a few,” he downs the shot quickly and reaches for the other shot in Voe’s hand, downing that as well. Voe wraps her arms around the King’s neck and pulls him closer to her

“How do you feel?” she whispers to him

“Pretty relaxed actually,”

She bites her lip “That’s good,” she takes his hat off and places it on her head, smirking at him. When the song changes, Voe turns herself so her back is touching Lucifer’s chest. She takes an arm and pulls him to press against her, Lucifer holding her hips in place, his face pressed into her neck. Alastor watches as she grinds her body against Lucifer, he squints and every moment where his front connects with her back is another inch that Alastor can feel vomit creeping up his throat. What on earth is he doing to her? Defiling her and in public! Lucifer spins her around by her hips, she looks shocked, but when he pulls her in with her chest touching his, he leans down toward her lips with his own and she leans in as well, almost closing the space between them. Alastor’s eyes widen and the air is caught in his throat.

“Voe,” he speaks sternly. The doe’s ears twitch in response and she turns her head toward him she smiles

“Everyone wants a piece of me tonight!” she whispers something in Lucifer’s ear and he whispers back, making her giggle, she comes over to Alastor “At your service Sir Bucky,” she bends down once more and giggles

“I was just wondering, you said you have taken dance classes, and I have yet to see you dance.”

She blinks in confusion “I was just dancing,”

“That was dancing?” he raises his eyebrow smirking

“Yeah!”

“Hmm, could’ve fooled me,” he taps his temple

Voe huffs and stands up straight “Are you saying I can’t dance?”

“If the tap shoe fits…” with a close-lipped smirk

She furrows her brow “I can dance!”

“Then, by all means, prove it.”

She looks around “How?” she pouts

“Is this not a party?” He stands and outstretches his hand “Show me what you’ve got”

She looks at his outstretched hand and back up at his face with awe. She places her hand inside his. His hand was cold and smooth, he placed his other on her waist and squeezed it slightly. He pulls her closer to him and her eyes are wide, her lips slightly parted and her head looking up at him. They start to dance, classic style, the music smooth and slow, not exactly Alastor’s preference, but better than the vulgar nonsense that was being played before. He led her, dancing her around in circles, twirling her, and pulling her close in what felt like a beautiful eternity. He ended with a gentlemanly dip, giving a light flick to Lucifer’s hat on her head, making it fall off. She stares at him in shock, while he stares at her like she is a delicious snack.

“You know what I just realized?” She asked with her chest heaving at every breath

“Hmm?” He questioned with a grin on his face

“You sly buck, you just wanted me to dance with you” A smile creeps on her face. His grin turns evil and mischievous, his hand still firmly pressed on her back “You could have just asked.” Voe pressed her palms on Alastor’s hard chest, then brought them up to his shoulders, staring at him all the while. He had sweat on his forehead and some in his hair.

“Where’s the fun in that?”

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