Prey of Hell || Alastor x OC

2 || Cut In Half

Buné stood awkwardly in front of the door frame that was presented to her by Charlie. The room was quite spacious, although it was lacking completely. There was a singular twin-sized bed, which hardly had a bed frame. In addition, there was a miniature table and two chairs sitting on the balcony outside of the room, as well as a tacky-looking dresser. Other than that, the room was completely bare. Charlie threw up her hands in excitement, giving a giant smile to Buné as she announced the room. "-and here's where you'll be staying! Isn't it cozy?" Charlie asked, her eyes practically beaming with pride.

Buné blinked slowly and she turned her head, taking in the room completely. She held an awkward smile, never faltering. She then slowly entered the room, her heels clicking against the hardwood floor. "Absolutely... captivating," Buné replied, nodding her head and stepping out onto the balcony. "Although, I can't say it fits my tastes!" She turned swiftly, facing the room once more.

Charlie frowned at Buné's response but quickly changed her demeanor back to her happy self. "We could get you new furniture!" She announced, pointing to the small table and chairs as well as the bed. "I know they're not the most modern." Charlie agreed.

Buné let out a small giggle, walking over to the bed. "No need. I can handle it!" She smiled, a pink glow engulfing the room. Charlie flinched at this, her eyes becoming wide as the room transformed itself into a 1920s-style bedroom, although with multiple personal touches.

The bed was now a queen-sized mattress with a canopy bed frame, the curtains being a dark pink. The bed frame itself was white, matching the new look of the ceiling. It obtained deep pink and white stripes disappearing at the center, almost like the top of a circus tent. A golden chandelier was adorned in the middle of the ceiling, lit with multiple counts of candles. There were golden and dark pink chairs that had a 1920s feel, along with a new table sitting in between the two of them. Old paintings decorated the walls, almost all of them having golden frames to compliment the pictures inside of them. The rug on the floor was white and gold, perfectly matching the color scheme already present in the room. The dresser was the same shade of white as the new bedframe, and a matching vanity accompanied it on the other side of the room. Two nightstands sat themselves on the sides of the bed, white in color as well. There was a full-length mirror in the corner, perfect for checking her delightful outfits. Buné turned around and smiled and Charlie, the girl's eyes still wide from whatever just happened. The glow dimmed down, leaving the two women in the room alone. "There! I think I like this look much better." Buné cheered, taking a bow as Charlie looked around the new room.

Charlie dragged her finger along the white dresser, surprised to see no dust on the older-looking piece of furniture. She turned around to Buné, giving her a wide smile. "I like it! It suits you." She beamed, her eyes trailing to the paintings on the walls. They were all older looking, even older than Buné's time alive on Earth. Charlie found herself looking at a small picture frame on the nightstand, it held a photo of Buné and an outline of what appeared to be another person, however, their face was not completely registered. It almost appeared like it was glitching, but Charlie could make out the same microphone that Alastor carried. Buné looked immensely happy in the photo, her eyes wide and mouth holding a giant smile, which was normal for her. She held up a peace sign, her other hand grabbing the other person's coat, which Charlie assumed to be Alastor. They appeared to be in Cannibal Town, which perfectly aligned with their characteristics. Charlie jumped when she felt a hand rest itself on her shoulder, claws being felt rather than fingers. She turned around, eyes wide, but only saw Buné there with a small smile. Although Buné was a bit shorter than Charlie, her presence felt way more intimidating.

"Curious?" Buné questioned, looking at the photo on the nightstand. She released her hand from Charlie's shoulder, putting her hands behind her back.

Charlie panicked, waving her hands defensively. She couldn't help but stutter for some reason, although Buné gave her no reason to worry, she felt scared by just looking into her eyes. "Whaat? Pfft, no!" She laughed awkwardly, scooting away from the picture frame.