>{~ Static of different kinds || A Vox x Alastor story ~}<

Ch. 9; The aftermath.

[Not my video, credit to the owner.]

"I fucking- *hic* -lovvveee yoooouuuu Alllll~" Vox stated, slurring his words, drunk as fu-

"I lovvvveee you toooo, Vox~" Alastor said with a smirk, also drunk as fu-

The pair would both get up, leaning on each other for support.

As they waddled their way out, the hostess would watch them, not saying they had to pay, because she knew she would be dead.

The pair would stumble along the sidewalk, making their way to the Hazbin Hotel.

They had made it, opening the door quietly, they'd find Husker, drinking, but not drunk, *yet*.

"Woah, you two look like shit." Said grumpy cat. [If you know you know]

"Oh... hussshhhh up!" Slurred the radio demon.

"Where you two going anyway, not that I care." Said Husk, caring.

"Roooo-" Alastor had fallen flat on his face in the middle of a sentence, passing out.

". . ."

Silence.

"Wellll.... Wheres hiiisss rooommm?" Asked Vox as he picked up the sleeping deer.

"Uh, top floor, go left, room with a do not enter sign." Replied Husker.

"Thanksss." Vox thanked the grumpy cat as he made his way up the stairs.

Husker would sigh.

When the two were out of sight, Velvet opened the door and stepped in.

'Well, this place is fucking so last century.' Said Velvet in her head.

"Uh, may I help you?" Said Husker, extremely confused.

"Try to stop me and I'll have your fur turned into a new coat." Stated Velvet, who wasn't kidding in the slightest.

"Works for me." Said Husker in a tired voice as he drank booze.

The media demon had carried the radio demon all the way to his room, trying to not fall over and pass out himself.

The media demon kicked open Alastor's door, chucking the sleeping deer onto their bed.

Vox would lay beside Alastor, hugging him from behind, falling asleep with the radio demon in his arms.

Velvet would peek through the door, snapping a photo of the waisted pair in bed.

"Ha, idiots." She said aloud, before exiting the room after closing the door.

[Eh, sorry for the short chapter, I think it's writers block, I dunno.]