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F/a = favorite animal :)

After I explained to charlie what voodoo dolls were and how they worked she made me promise not to use them unless I felt I needed to, so I did. I walked downstairs to make breakfast for everyone since the little cyclops known as Niffty was tired for once. I brought some to Alastor but, he seemed confused and angry.
"What on earth did you do to me."
Radio static filled the previously empty air
"I made you fall asleep, with voodoo, before you ask." He looked taken aback,
"y/n, how do you know about voodoo?"
"When I was alive me and my partner practiced it, why do you need to know."
He chuckled. "Quite feisty. I was simply curious my fawn."
I rolled my eyes. "Don't call me that, strawberry pimp." He narrowed his eyes as I just smiled innocently.
"Well, I'm going back to bed. So don't snoop and don't bother me."
"Dear is that a threat?"
"No, it's a warning." I replied, as I walked out of his room and down the hall to my own. I laid down in my bed, easily drifting off to sleep, of course, after I placed a spell on my room so that annoying radio brat can't get in.

"OH MY LITTLE FAAAWWNN~!"
I'm running through the woods again, but this time I can look around. I registered the voice to belong to my ex husband, who had killed me.
"LITTLE FAWN COME BACK HERE, IT IS QUITE IMPOLITE TO RUN FROM YOUR LOVER!~"
I couldn't speak, so I just ran, until I bumped into something or...someone?
I looked up to see a police man and a few dogs
"What are you doing out this late ma'am, don't you know there's a killer on the loose?"
"PLEASE HELP ME THE KILLER IS CHASING ME WITH A KNIFE"
I left out the part that he was my husband. The rest is a blur, the last thing I heard was a lot of barking, screams, and a gunshot, before it all went black."

-Alastor pov-
I walked after y/n, quite angry at the way she was speaking to me, how rude of a lady! She walked in her room, I heard her mutter something before I heard some sheets ruffling, I tried the door but got a shock on my hand, it felt like it was on fire. What the hell?!
"Fawn open this door right now."
No reply.
"Y/n."
No reply.
I was about to say her name again but...it sounds like she's...crying?
Now, she may have made me angry, but I felt a twinge of remorse for her. Why? I don't understand, I'm a ruthless killer, why do I feel remorse for this little f/a demon? Especially one that made me angry, why hadn't I killed her right there like I would've done to anyone else?
I sighed, walking back to my room and sitting down, looking at the breakfast y/n made. Beignets, y/n has good taste I must say.
I sent out one of my shadows to keep watching of y/n's room, then dug in. Even though I prefer venison, this'll have to do.

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