The Radio Demon and the Star [Alastor Fic]

Bambi

2024

Wisteria

Wisteria sat up groggily. Her body felt weak and numb as she pushed herself off her mattress. She glanced at the small clock on her beside table; 7:23am.

Sleep was something she didn't get a lot of last night. Sometime around midnight, the star had woken up from a nightmare. After getting her bearings straight, she remembered where she was. She also remembered she hadn't brought any of her belongings with her.

Which led to the star making a trip to her home on the otherside of town. She had brought back a couple suitcases of clothing and some other personal belongings, then spent a good portion of the night getting her room together.

She regretted it now. Her body still ached slightly as she wondered over to her closet in a sleepy daze. A cold draft seeped into her room, making her shiver. Throwing on the outfit she was wearing when she first arrived in hell, Wisteria couldn't stop her mind from wandering.

She had dinner plans with the radio demon later today.

He was going to be wrapped around her finger in no time. She was going to be sure of that.

Running her fingers through her hair, the moth made her way downstairs into the kitchen. Angel Dust was at the table with Husker, both enjoying pancakes. Vaggie and Charlie were making more of the mentioned food. Alastor sat at the table with the other two males. A black cup of coffee sitting in front of him.

".. Creepy as fuck." Wisteria only caught the end of Angels sentence as she stepped into the room.

"Now, now my feminine fellow, there's no need to be rude." Th radio demon shot back, appearing offended by the spiders earlier comment.

"Aww. Bambi, are they bullying you?" The moth asked teasingly, a playful smirk on her lips as she took a seat at the table.

The stag glared at the star, then softed his gaze as he met her eyes.

"I didn't take as the rude type, Wisteria." Alastor said, paying no mind to the shocked and slightly fearful faces of the other staff members.

"Not rude, just having a bit fun. If it really bothers you, I'll never say it again, Bambi." The star was playing a dangerous game. She was a moth drawn to a flame.

"No worries, darling. Just as long as it doesn't become a nasty little habit." The radio demon waved his hand in a dismissing way.

"Hold the fuck on, you two have to be together. If one'a us said that shit, we'd be double dead." Angel Dust stared at the two demons in disbelief.

"Calm now, Angel. We're not dating. Belive what you will, but I do know how to have a bit of fun." The stag turned to look at the spider, amused at the confusion clearly displayed on the strippers face.

"Would you like some pancakes, Wisteria?" Charlie asked, holding out a plate of fresh made pancakes.

"Thank you, sugar. I'm starvin." The moth took the plate gratefully, giving the princess a soft smile. "Do you have some honey, or fruit?"

Charlies answer was cut off as Alastor snapped his fingers. Fresh fruit of all kinds and a small bottle of organic honey appeared on the table.

"Thank you, Alastor." Wisteria threw some strawberries and blueberries onto her pancakes, then added a drizzle of honey.

She listened to hotel staff talk as she ate. Most of the conversation was about plans for the day or the friends sharing fun stories or jokes amongst each other. She couldn't help but feel a little jealous.