PANICKING

Book at the gates pt. 3: The trial

Alastor shoves his head into his hands. Today is the day that the trial is being held, and he's nervous. His lawer... Hasn't even revealed himself to him. In fact, he has no idea who's defending his case. Surely not Molly or Sir Pentious.

As his cell is unlocked, he is practically shoved into the room where the trial will take place.

Seating him behind a gate, which he finds funny, he watches others slowly stream into the room.

A certain angel stops in front of him, they're the only ones in the room so far.

"Alastor!"

"Weird angel who's been stalking me and killed my mother! Greetings."

St. Peter chuckles. "I didn't know she was your mother, and besides. Who'll believe your case? You're nothing but a redeemed sinner. No one refers to you as one of Heaven's winners. You'll never be part of that, deer boy."

Alastor growls softly, but their discussion is put to an end as Sera speaks. She's the judge, and Alaator knows that she practically hates him and Sir Pentious.

(Y'all I have no idea how trials work so bare with me here)

"Alastor Heartfelt, you have been accused of the murder of Mebial Heartfelt, your mother."

"I object." Alastor states. Where is his defendant?

"Permission to speak denied. Who is defending your case?"

Just as Sera says that, a blinding light fills the room, and a ten foot tall angel wearing a tophat, with four eyes surrounding it, a big smile plastered on his white-skinned face descends. He has a cloak degrading from white at the top to dark blue at the bottom, with many gold and white dots all over it resembling stars. His top hat is white, with a navy blue ribbon wrapped around it. He wears white pants and a white button-up shirt. His gloves are also white, with blue rims, and the edges of the pants are blue as well.

"I am the defendant." He states.

Sera's jaw drops, and she bows. "My lord..."

God chuckles. "No! This is fun! Come on, let's replay the scene from the house! Haven't done that yet, hm?" He nudges Sera with an elbow, causing her to scowl in annoyance. "Yes, your majesty."

The tall man snaps his fingers, and a globe projecting a screen appears.

Alastor stares in shock.

When they finish watching, they turn off the TV.

"Well then. Alastor, for assaulting St. Peter, and St. Peter, for killing his mother, you will both be sent back to Hell!" God booms, opening a portal.

Alastor and St. Peter both look happy. Alastor because he'll get to see the hotel staff again, and St. Peter because... Alastor will be there.

"Bye bitches!" Lute smirks, pushing them both through.

Alastor lands face first on the ground in the hotel, shaking his head and standing up. He's quickly knocked back down, however, when St. Peter lands on top of him.

Husk, who watches this from the bar, looks absolutely dumbfounded.

"ALASTOR?!" He screeches, jumping up from the bar and running over to the arguing deer and angel.

"My fault? MY FAULT?! You accused me of murder!"

"You assaulted me!"

"Because you were beating Meb to death!"

"How is it my fault? I didn't know she was your mom!"

"You're weird! You've been stalking me since day one up there! What is your deal?!"

"I think you made me gay."

"Oh for the love of God..." Alastor mumbles, rubbing his temples.

All the commotion caused the other residents to come downstairs. Each one had a different reaction.

"This mutherfucker?"

"Ooh! Smiles got hot~ Gold looks good on ya~"

"Mate, who this?"

"Not the busboy..."

"King roach!!!"

"ALASTOR!" Charlie ran up to him and gave him a big hug.

The deer tensed but eventually settled into it.

St. Peter was furious, because he yet again thought this was Alastor's girlfriend. (Ugh, this yandere 😒)

"HE BELONGS TO ME!" St. Peter yells, grabbing Alastor.

"No I do not! I don't even remember your name, meaning that you are not important."

"You still got sent down here and God was defending you, so I'm now your loyal guardian!"

"You fucked shit up bad..." Alastor growls, shoving the fallen angel off of him.

Vaggie raised an eyebrow, as did Charlie, and at the same time they exclaimed: "ST. PETER?!"

"Yep! And-- holy cow is that Adam?"

A somewhat fat man looked his way. "Pete! Been so long! C'mere, man!"

St. Peter refused, saying he had a new favorite man.

Alastor looked absolutely mortified.