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Chapter Four

(A/N) -    S U P

Y/N's POV

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I shot up, looking around to see myself in the lobby still, shit I must've fallen asleep.. I stood up and stretched, letting out a long yawn. The lobby was dim and empty, I guessed it was still early. 

I entered the kitchen, a cereal catching my eye. "Beelzebub's Bumble-O's..?" I muttered. I remembered learning from somewhere that Beelzebub represented the sin of gluttony, and these looked sugary as hell. Fuck yeah, I know what I'm having for breakfast.

I reached for the box, my fingertip touching the corner, why was it so high up? I tried again but it was still out of my grasp. "Ugh.." I groaned, folding my arms and eyeing the box. "In need of assistance, Y/N?" He chuckled. "Holy shit-! You scared me, STOP DOING THAT!" I said in a frustrated yet quiet voice. "Well my dear, do you?" Alastor asked, stepping out of the shadows. "No! I don't need or want you help, asshole." I snapped. "I'm completely competent to reach a cereal box." I huffed, turning back and getting on my tippy-toes, still unable to reach it. Alastor shook his head and walked over, resting his hand on my shoulder. I looked at his hand as he was grabbing the box with much ease. "There you go." He leaned down so we were at eye level. "Are you mocking my size by bending over?" I questioned. "No, my dear Y/N! I'd never do that, now would I." He hummed with a grin, going back to his regular stature. "Prick.." I muttered. "Wait, why are you up so early?" I began to make the bowl of cereal as I asked. "Shouldn't I be asking you that?" Alastor said, sitting down at the table, crossing his legs. "I asked you first!" I snapped

"Don't be childish, Y/N." He said smugly. "Ugh, fine. I just woke up randomly, so now answer my question you stubborn Asshat." I sat down across from him, scooping up my cereal and shoveling some into my mouth. "Well I-" I interrupted him with my loud chewing. "Ahem, So I-" I cut him off again, he clenched his fist and took a breath. "I'm up early because-" Once again I did it, after the first time I was doing it on purpose. "STOP DOING THAT!" Al hissed, his smile remained. "Hmph" I crossed my arms and chewed quietly. "As I was saying.. I 'woke up early' because this is actually the time I wake up." He stated. "Oh, kinda weird but alright, I can't judge, I'm weird as fuck, who isn't?" I said. 

Suddenly, Alastor stood up and made himself a cup of coffee. We stayed silent until I finished the bowl, clearing my bowl and sitting down at the table again. "So, about your tail-" I started. "Nope, No tail, as I said, you must've been seeing things, oh sometimes others can be so naive." He said, but in my perspective, he just challenged me. "Really? Let's see then!" I said, leaning back in my chair. "See what?" Alastor tilted his head. "Very funny smart guy, c'mon, stand up and turn around!" I demanded. "What?! No, I'm not doing that!" He chuckled, irritated. "If you don't have a tail, then you shouldn't be afraid. Or are you embarrassed." I paused.

"Are you too much of a puss to reveal your tail?" I challenged. 

Alastor paused, looking at me. It was a moment of him staring at me and me staring back, his gaze was intimidating and scary, yes but I stood strong. Alastor pursed his lips and gave in. "Damn my immature pride." He growled, standing up and turning around, lifting the tail of his coat to reveal a fluffy deer tail. "HOLY SHIT ITS REAL!" I squealed, making my way over but he quickly let down his coat. "You say a word to anyone, especially that Angel, then I will not refrain from snapping your neck." He said. "Oh wow Al, threatening me? That is not very gentlemen like!" I tease. "Oh my dear, it's not a threat! It's a promise." His smile was wider than ever and his pupils forming into radio dials, raspy static went off. I nodded slowly, he then immediately went back to his cheery self. "Well, we better get ourselves prepped for the yacht today!" Alastor hummed. "Oh!.. Yeah, heh. Right, right!" I chuckled nervously. Al was about to go when I noticed something and called him back. "Yes, darling?" He turned back. I walked up to him, standing on a nearby crate so that We could be at eye level. "What are you doing-" Al seemed taken aback as I wiped his upper lip with my sleeve. "You had Coffee on your face, don't be such I baby." I laughed, walking to the elevator. Alastor stood there, seemingly frozen, subtle pink tones of blush appearing on his face.

*Sips tea aggressively*

That shit is good, real nice

Anyways, hope yall enjoyed this chapter! We love a flustered Radio deer boi.

Later my lil hell raisers!

-Fruit_Kid