Whoops, my hand slipped ;)
Charlie sighed as she stepped through a nondescript street in Hell.
Silence filled her surroundings- mostly due to her companion. None of the other denizens of Hell exactly wanted to be next to him. Who would? The princess bit her lip. He's one of the most dangerous demons in Hell.
"Something on your mind?" he asked, now looking down at the blonde. Radio static emanating from his staff.
Charlie glanced up at Alastor's slightly amused face, her eyes doe-like, "Nothing... just nerves."
Alastor was right. His suggestion had been a surprise.
On the walk, Alastor had described what he had in store for his charming demon belle. He had explained to the attentive demon beside him that he wanted her to build confidence. And what better way to do it than to sing?
Not just any song, oh no. One she helped him with.
He chuckled. "Well, that's understandable, given your last experience. Don't worry, your pretty little noodle." He reached a hand to pat her lightly on the head, "This will be better."
She nodded. "Al, why are we going to your radio tower? I thought your stuff was at the hotel-"
"Not all my equipment, doll. If we're going to broadcast your lovely singing voice, we should do it properly."
A little pink flashed across her face. "Lovely?"
He seemed amused by her reaction as if he couldn't believe she didn't know that. "If you'll recall, your interview song brought me to work with you."
"Oh. Right," Charlie said- a bit awkwardly. "Thank you."
They continued walking, and once again, the duo was silent. It left Charlie with her thoughts, making her bite her lip in thought again. My voice is lovely to him? She shook her head, blinking as if that was the most absurd thing she'd heard all day. Nonsense. He's just being nice. The whole world hated it, so he must feel the same way. She sighed again; he's just being polite, Charlie. Get a grip.
"And- here we are!" Alastor proclaimed. "The home base of the Radio Demon himself!"
Charlie looked up at the tower, marveling at the building. It looked fancy, and she still needed to see the inside!
He pressed a hand against the front door, a couple of red symbols sparking where he left his fingertips.
The lock clicked.
He opened the door for her, bowing. "Ladies first!" His eyes followed her as she walked in, noting her rosy cheeks and sweet, sheepish giggle.
Charlie took in the lobby, immediately noticing the prominent contrast of red and black. The place was clean, luxurious, and upscale but practical. Delicate antiques were displayed next to red and black velvet recliners. On the opposite side of the room, a matching loveseat was visible.
She spotted a radio on that same side of the room near the loveseat. Yes, of course. That radio was probably his way of detecting intruders.
The radio sat under a picture frame of a woman with dark hair, brilliant eyes, and a soft smile. Charlie tilted her head as she admired the woman, though she decided to ask him later about it.
She looked by the entryway to another room and noticed a full bookshelf. It was a diverse selection; books of all colors and sizes rested vertically against each other, giving the room a small pop of color.
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Mine~ {2022} | 🛑
Fanfic"Mine." Is all Charlie heard, the deep chuckle that followed giving her goosebumps, "All. Mine. Aren't you, doll?" The grin on his face made her gulp. She was. He had her wrapped around his finger. He knew it, too. "Yes", she managed to breathe...
