Why? RadioApple

Chapter 3

Sorry for fucking being a ghost for the past week. I had to study for tests during the last week of school. Hopefully, I'll write more these next 2 weeks!

"I have something that might- just might!- be of interest to you, Your Majesty." His grin glows and grows, ear to ear, the bedside lamp that was stationary before is acting out, flickering more and more with each word spoken.

The king still doubted the few possibilities that a lowly sinner may be able to offer him something- no, anything, that he would want. He could have anything he wanted after all...

The midget stood straight, smug face, "And what would that be?... I don't think you can offer me anything I don't have."

"Well... dear Lucifer," Alastor spoke his name like a curse, like an evil, like something so disgusting in his mouth that he wanted to spit it out immediately, "before our little tiff with heaven, I assisted Charlie with giving her some, let's say ... important ... information to help her in the little battle," Lucifer stared at him, confused, "But~ I never give out free information, I always require ... something ... in return."

The king started to understand what the Radio Demon was suggesting.

The despised Radio Demon continued, "I made a minor deal with her-"

"What. The. Fuck." the king whispered under his breath, "Pardon?" "Why did you fucking do that! You fucking monster. I swear to god if you dare do anything to her I will- I'll- I'll fucking murder you, you bitch!"

"Tut tut tut, I have an offer you cannot refuse my dear," Alastor knowingly balances on his cane, "I, let's say, void, my deal with dear Charlie, and-" his ear-to-ear wide smile grows, green stitching appearing on the hated smile, green floats through the air with voodoo signs appearing along with them, lime green radio dials emerging.

The hatred on the king's face turned to fear, taking a step back, unaware of what was possible, he wasn't ready to fight, he didn't want to fight, hell, he didn't know how to fight!

"And, " Alastor notices the visible surprise on the dwarf's face, "in exchange, I get you blood. Wherever, whenever."

The midget looks stunned at the simplicity of the offer, there has to be some catch right?

"What's the catch, I know the aLl GReaT RaDIo dEmoN isn't one the make truthful deals, and y-" "Your daughter," the short king's rage bubbled, on the verge of breaking, visible, "what limits would you go to for her, I showed her to the cannibals willing to help her, was there before you at the battle, i-" "Fine" Lucifer cut him off.

"Pardon?"

The king held out his hand, looking down to hide the shame he was experiencing offering the handshake to make a deal with the ... despicable and hated ... as the midget would say ...

"We can make some rules after the deal is made, BUT- boundaries ... uhh mr ... uh ... whatchamacallit ... uh... you-" "Of course my dear! I'm not pure evil! If I were this whole place would have been in complete flames- or turned to ash!"

A/N The irony 💀

Alastor's original form had returned by then, and no traces of the evil and bright green were left

The king was skeptical, a deal can't be that simple ... there always had to be something, they could never end well when their between two powerful beings ...

"Fine ... "

The Radio Demon's brightly green stitched smile, fog, and voodoo signs appeared again, illuminating the dimly light room with a green tint. His body deformed as he held out a hand to the dwarf king.

The king didn't look back and shook his hand without thinking, not knowing the consequences to come from this one deal.

Sure he made deal before, but nothing that included him to do much, not much action or work. That one firm handshake would change his life forever. For the better or worse? Who knows. Maybe- JUST MAYBE, you'll find out.

~ A signing off

Sorry for the short chapter, i wanted to add the consequences and after math of the next one. I'm staying away from home today and tomorrow so ill have extra time!