Deadly Shame

Talking to Rosie

TW: Slight violence and gore. Also I'd love to hear some comments! Even if it's just to say you like the parts. ^^ Gives me motivation to keep going!

Alastor had spent a few days in bed, catching up with the news in cannibal town with an expression of the purest boredom when he remembered Rosie. Probably a good idea to call her, she must've been worried sick over him being on the news, possibly having no clue where he was. A nurse came in as he read, setting his paper down with that alluring smile leaving the little lady blushing visibly at him.

"Hello there fair lady.~ You wouldn't happen to know where a man could get a landline around here? I haven't seen one."

The freckled demon put a finger to her lips, she was short and chubby but still cute, and Alastor was sure to work his way into her with not a care.

"We don't have those anymore...Mr.Radio Demon. You can feel free to use my cell if you need to make a call."

His lip twitched upon hearing that. What kind of hospital didn't have a landline?! It was really unbelievable seeing as those modern doohickeys usually interfered with all the technology in these places, messed with their waves.

"Cell phone?" He sighed, blinking as she handed it to him.

"If I must."

He held the contraption with static humming as he tilted his head, looking for the buttons. There were no buttons...what the hell was he supposed to press?!

His pupils grew tiny as he stared for a while, eventually the girl took it from him.

"You need some help?"

He sighed with relief, feeling guilty he even needed to ask.

"Thank you. I don't know how to operate those little metal boxes."

Like magic she made her way to buttons on the touch screen and handed it to him, his smile closed as he proceeded to narrow his eyes and intently focus on pressing each button, careful not to make a mistake until he got to the last number in Rosie's phone number, his ears perking up when he pressed the green phone button.

Hopefully she wouldn't leave him hanging.

With it being morning, Rosie was busy talking to a husband about relationship issues and his wife threatening to eat him and how to compromise with her to be better when her phone started ringing.

"Oh! Excuse me mister, betta take care of that!~"

She left with a curtesy before going to her room, sitting at the blood red couch and taking the phone.

"You've reached Rosie.~ What can I do you for?"

A relieved smile left his lips, feeling some contentment when hearing from her...on her landline.

"Rosie!~ It's been ages yet again."

"Alastor? Alastor! Oh my goodness it has been! I seen the news, been a while since you were in action...you claim any new territory?"

"Well, I didn't go on that escapade for takeover purposes."

Alastor sighed, it was time to come clean about what was going on with her. She deserved to know.

"I got into a complicated situation...involving Lucifer of all things."

"Lucifer? The big man himself?" Rosie's gossiping nature was coming out, a dramatic gasp leaving her lips.

"Do tell, do tell.~ Auntie Rosie is here to listen."

"I'll keep it short as I can manage since I couldn't get my hands on a landline at the moment. Charlie tried to get her father and I to commingle so we were forced to participate in the resident's activities together. On the second day we had an exhilarating game of billiards in which my prideful self suggested dares be made. That sleazy spider resident Angel...dared Lucifer and I to...engage in intercourse. He bested us both, so we followed through with the dare."