Static Show (Vox x Alastor)

Talking and Talking

I'm back, comments, questions, and suggestions are always appreciated

TW: Cussing, and implied abuse

Husk's POV

I sighed as I placed Al's drink down. I stared him down. His ears were twitching, and his posture was stiffer than usual. Was he nervous? I narrowed my eyes at him. He took a sip of his martini before tilting his head. "What is troubling you, Husker?" asked Alastor. "Nothing's wrong with me, what about you? You seem tense." He shook his head, a reddish tint on his usually grey cheeks. Alastor answered with a wave of his dainty hand, "Oh, it's nothing, dear." I raised my eyebrow, "So, it is something."

3rd Person POV

Alastor's smile tightened. He then proceeds to sip at his martini. Fluffy ears twitched before Alastor began to talk, "You see, Husker, my dear friend, two vermin are running around the hotel. I can't help but feel a bit," he paused, "tense per se. Especially since those two have induced quite several issues for me in the past." Husker lifted a brow before it finally clicked. "Vox and Valentino are here, aren't they" questioned Husker. Alastor grimaced before nodding. His smile tightened a bit before saying, "I can't stand when those vermin are near me. They are just bound to cause trouble for me and ruin the rest of the day."

Husk sighed before asking, "Do I know what rooms they're staying in?" Alastor's smile widened. With a triumphant look, Alastor responded, "They will be residing in rooms 19 and 21. I have acquired the keys for both of their residences." Husker raised an eyebrow before rolling his eyes, "Someone's paranoid." Alastor gave a theatrical gasp before chiding in, "They are simple precautions, my dear friend, nothing more."

~~~Back with Vox and Valentino ~~~

Vox's POV

I felt a small shock when I connected the hotel's system to my screen. After a while, searching through dozens of useless files and code, I found what we needed. I check through the names on the file. Charlie Magne - 190, Vagatha- 190, Alastor - 666, Husk - 665, Nifty - 180, there Angel Dust -179. I disconnected from the system and looked at Val with a grin.

"Angel cakes is gonna be in room 179." Valentino gave me a shit-eating grin. "To 179 we go," Valentino declared, punctuating the sentence with a malicious chuckle.

3rd POV

Vox and Valentino made their way to the worn-down gold elevator. "Ew, the paint's chipping." Valentino pointed out. Vox sneered, "More reason to hurry the fuck up." Valentino pressed the button to the button to go before angrily saying, "Don't rush me, Vox. After all, you just got that screen replaced. Wouldn't it be a shame if something were to happen to it?" Vox muttered an apology while looking away.

Ring

The elevator doors opened to reveal Angel Dust. He was hugging Fat Nuggets and was wearing what appeared to be sleepwear. Valentino smiled before greeting Angel Dust, "There you are. We were looking for you everywhere. Ain't that right, Vox?" Vox grinned before answering, "Yeah, we've been looking everywhere. If we'd known you'd be in this trashy excuse for a hotel, we might've been able to save time." Valentino glanced back at Vox before giving a malicious look at Angel Dust. "Speaking of all the time we've spent to find you, I think we should give you a punishment," wide mismatched stared at Valentino's cold glare, " all the time we've wasted, all the money we don't have. Maybe we should make you work all those hours you've wasted. Time for time per se. What do you think, Vox?" Vox gave a devious look, " Why I think that's a great idea, Val."

Angel Dust began to plead, "L-listen Val, I know ya angry, b-but I can get ya money. I promise I can get it real quick. G-give me a chance, plea-" Valentino interjected, "Listen, Angie, I've given you too many chances and too much time. I'm done with your shit, your coming with me." Valentino grabbed Angel's arm, sharply tugging his arm forward. Angel Dust stumbled forward, gasping. Valentino turned around, "Vox, you stay here. I'm still planning on enjoying our stay." Valentino dragged Angel Dust back to the car.

Vox looked back at the tall duo, sighing Vox made his way into the elevator. He knew Alastor's room number was 666, so it would most likely be on the sixth floor. He pressed the number six, before moving back to lean on the railing. Soft music played while the machinery whirred. Slowly, the elevator creaked and groan as it began to ascend.

Vox waited a few minutes before hearing a ring and seeing the doors open slowly. Walking out cautiously, he looked at his surrounding. A loud bang caught his attention. He turned around and saw the elevator's doors shut. He shrugged and walked forward and checking to his left and right. 600, 603, 629, 657, 665, 666. There. In front of him was a red door with the number 666 in gold numbers. Vox tested the doorknob to see if it was locked. It was. Vox sighed before twisting it to the left. Click. His eyes widened, a smile began to form on his screen. He pushed open the door. Vox closed the door as he entered the warm bedroom. He looked around.

Inside the room was a large bed with a black bed frame and red sheets. Next to the bed was a black nightstand with a red lamp on top of it. In front of the bed was a black dresser with a bunch of things on it. There were an array of items. He noticed perfume, jewelry, a box, a glass platter with pink salt on it. On top of the salt were different rocks, and next to it was some stick. It was a bit burnt on the top. How peculiar. He opened the first drawer to the left was socks and an array of different undergarments. Surprisingly, there were some lacy panties. Vox looked around before grabbing a red and black laced panty and stuck it in his pocket.

     He closed the drawer before turning around and walking towards the bed.

~~~~~~~~ Back at the Bar ~~~~~~~~~

Alastor's POV

     I tipped my head back as I finished my seventh martini. The room was spinning. I was getting a bit tired. "Husker, I'm a bit wary. After all, it's been a long day." Husker gave me a nod, "G'night, Al." he slurred. I smiled before leaning forward, "Goodnight, dear" I left money on the counter and made my way to the elevator. I stepped inside and pressed the sixth button. I leaned on the wall for support as smooth jazz played. I saw the doors open and began to make my way out.

     I walked forward until I saw my room door. Usually, I slept in my house, but tonight I was exhausted. I turned my doorknob to the left and stepped into the spacious room. I shut the large door, then heard a strange shuffle. It was coming from my wardrobe, how peculiar.

     I walked to my closet and opened the door, in it was.

Vox's POV
I heard the door open. I quickly turned around. My eyes widened. Two glowing red eyes peered at me.

Cliffhanger again! I swear I'm not mean, it's just like 9:00 something in the night give me a break. As always comments, suggestions, and corrections are always welcomed and appreciated!