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Introduction [Extended]

(The "XXXX" is where the new part begins, this is the extension of their first little while together)

Bored once again, Alastor strolled the streets of Hell, looking for something entertaining... but everything was the same as always... so he thought. He saw a crowd form, curious about the reason, but assumed it was just another murder, fight, or harlot... but the comments he heard stopped him in his tracks. "Ow! The fucking thing stabbed me!" "What even is it?" "MY EYES!!!!" All the demons were crowded around a small pipe, trying to reach in. "Hell-" Alastor was about to give a greeting and ask why everyone was gathered, but every single demon ran away. Except the one growling in the pipe. Alastor hummed in static due to annoyance before calmly looking into the pipe, contorting in a sickening way to avoid touching the ground. What he saw inside was not what he was expecting. A bright blue ball covered in muck, not moving. "A ball? Hardly worth the screaming..." Alastor reached into the pipe to take the ball out of spite, but quickly pulled it back as he was stabbed in the hand. Looking back inside with a smile and a glare, he now saw big green eyes glaring back at him. "Ah! Hello there, little one!~ What are you doing in there?" The ball hissed and tried to scare Alastor off. "A brave attempt... but... iT WiLL TakE mORe tHaN tHa-" Alastor's intimidation tactic was interrupted by the creature crawling to the exit of the pipe, stabbing Alastor's foot with the knife it had, and crawling back deeper into the pipe than it was before. Alastor stood straight in surprise. "Interesting pet.... well. There's only one way out of that pipe, so come out now so you may be punished for that!~" Alastor waited for a moment, but the ball didn't come out. Alastor looked back inside, and the creature just calmly stared back at him. "Now." The ball sat up and crossed it's arms stubbornly. "....Fine. I have nothing else to be doing for a while. Just know that the longer you stay in there, the harsher your punishment will be!~" With a snap, Alastor was now sat in a chair... waiting.... and waiting.... and waiting. With his smile strained, he peeked into the pipe again, the creature now laying down with a mocking innocent smile on it's face, it's head in it's little hands, feet kicking lightly. Alastor hummed in annoyance again, but calmed. "I think you underestimate how mundane my life has become, little one. You need to eat and hydrate sometime!~" Alastor said confidently, not sleeping and still waiting. And waiting. And eventually, he startled a couple passing him into a sprint. "IT HAS BEEN THREE DAYS!!!" Alastor screeched, looking into the pipe, the creature being startled awake. A grumpy pout on it's face. "Come here. Now! Enough of this disrespectful stand off of yours." The creature giggled at Alastor's annoyance. "Now." "Uh-uh!~" Alastor stared at the baby proudly shaking it's head. "Ah... not a pet but a child?" Alastor was drawn to the mystery of this child and was determined to see if it could be useful... but in order to see, it had to come out. "Fine. Here." A snap made a bunch of junk food and sugar appear to lure the child out. But it didn't move. Alastor continued to try to bribe the child, but it just laughed at his attempts. Properly annoyed -and debating whether or not to just leave- Alastor gave himself a bottle of water to drink... and the baby saw it. Slowly crawling to the light, the baby sat and stared as Alastor drank. "Wa..." It mumbled. Alastor looked at the dirty creature and then his water bottle. "Water?" The baby made little grabby hands, but not at Alastor... at the bottle. It clearly wanted nothing to do with Alastor, just wanting a drink. Alastor handed a new freshly opened bottle of water to the child who then drank some of it... and nearly dumped 70% on itself in the process. Alastor laughed at the display, but the child didn't care. Taking the child by the scruff, Alastor questioned it while it squirmed angrily in a huff. "Three days of a stand off... a thousand offerings... and you came out of that pipe for water?" "Wa!~" The child confirmed after accepting that Alastor wasn't putting it down. "You annoy me... what even are you...?" Alastor wondered, using his magic to clean up the baby. Said baby was barely the size of the overlord's hand, fitting perfectly in his palm. "Some sort of... hellhound?" Alastor guessed while poking with his other hand, making the baby try to grab his claws to make him stop... only to cut it's hand open. "Ah...! Aw..." The child barely reacted to the pain, but Alastor realized something important about it's blood. "....You're not dead." Checking it's pulse confirmed... this... THING was very much alive. "...Then how did you get here, little one...?" The baby shrugged. "I don't know eithe-..... did you just shrug?" The baby nodded. "...you actually understand my words?" The baby nodded again. "...Interesting... Hm." Alastor sorted through his options. Living creatures in Hell were very valuable after all. "I think I'll keep you for a while, whatever you are... good thing I'm owed a favor." Alastor hummed as he began walking to the palace. Along the way, the baby began humming too. "Hm hm hm hmm hm hm hm.... hmMmm hm hm hm hm hmmm....!~" "...Interesting melody, Child. Makes me think of blue skies and green hills." Alastor mocked, but the baby didn't care and kept humming. As Alastor entered the palace, the child looked around... not in awe, but discomfort. Ignoring it, Alastor sat as his impromptu meeting began. "Ah, Lucifer!~ Been a while my good friend." Alastor greeted. "Alastor!~ Indeed it has been. I hear you wanted to discuss that... favor I owe you..." "Yes, indeed I do. But... I may or may not cash it in. It depends on if you know what this thing is." Alastor said, lightly tossing the baby onto the table, who didn't care much with a soft "Oof!" as a response. Lucifer stared, knowing exactly what the creature was. "It's alive.... yes, I know what it is." Lucifer said, gently lifting the baby up, who in turn tried to angrily kick him. "He is a Mobian." Alastor hummed. "Do you know much about these creatures?" "I know a fair bit, not a whole lot." Alastor hesitated... but he liked the fight of the Mobian, so he decided he wanted to keep it after all. And that required his favor. "Very well... then I would like to ask for my favor, your majesty." "I'm listening..." "I've decided to keep the creature for the time being... that being said, I ask that you tell me every single thing that you know about them. Relevant or not." Alastor stated, and Lucifer chuckled. "You raising a child?" "Think of it more as a potential hobby that I may or may not destroy once it bores me." "Very well. This is a Mobian of the hedgehog variety." "That thing is supposed to be a hedgehog?" "Yes. It's a boy, and he appears to only be a few weeks old at the latest." "WHAT?! He can understand full sentences, stab at things hard enough to pierce flesh, crawl, and be a brat at merely a few weeks old?" "Indeed. See, Mobian children can walk, talk full coherent sentences, and everything before they're even one year old if their parents are raising them right. Although his coat is... a strange color. This shade of blue and his eye color are NOT common colors... in fact, I can feel the power within this one already." "Power...?" "Chaos energy... it exists in all living things, thus you won't find it down here... unless it's like him. Living in Hell. However he... he has a STRONG amount of it. It's weakened as the only source of it is him... this kid is a very powerful being." "....I see..." For the next few hours, Lucifer explained every ounce of knowledge he had of Mobians to the Radio Demon... and as they were saying goodbye, the blue bundle fell asleep once back in Alastor's arms. "I wish you luck. He seems like he'll be quite the handful." "Thank you, Lucifer." Leaving the palace, Alastor was cautious as he returned to his home. A recreation of his home in the living world. "I'm exhausted already... let's see just how long you keep me amused enough to keep you alive." Alastor said as he placed the baby on his bed and surrounding it with pillows, thinking it wouldn't move. He then fell asleep on his chair in the living room, leaving his annoyed shadow to watch it.