Prey of Hell || Alastor x OC

4 || Puns n' Fun

"Who are you?" Alastor turned his smiling face towards the war machine in the sky, confusion prominent in his voice. His smile beamed in the red light of Hell and his mug reflected the massive pentagram above the hotel. Buné looked back and forth between the strange-looking war machine and her friend, who was completely unbothered by the deadly machine floating above them.

"Who am I? Who am I?" the serpent demon repeated twice causing Buné to giggle at his sensitive behavior. He seemed offended over Alastor not even knowing his name, despite fighting him last week. "I am the great Sir Pentious! Inventor, architect of destruction, villain extraordinaire!" He continued, pointing his finger up and bragging about himself and his abilities. While the slimy demon was busy gloating about himself, Alastor dropped down into the shadows and slid down to the entrance of the hotel. Buné looked down to where Alastor moved, noticing that Charlie, Angel, and Vaggie had all joined Alastor in viewing this attack. Buné thought to herself for a second before jumping down next to Alastor and Charlie, wondering why this guy was still going on.

Niffty appeared out of no where, grasping her hands up to her face in awe. Buné jumped back at this, surprised to see the little demon just appear out of no where. "Niffty! Where did you come from?" The rabbit demon asked, looking Niffty in her one eye. Buné pet Niffty on her head as she responded.

"I heard a bad boy!" Niffty giggled and narrowed her eye with a bright smile, grinning at the idea of a bad boy being right in front of her. Her laugh was extremely mischievous, causing Buné to giggle as well. Niffty had always been obsessed with the idea of a bad boy for some reason, which might be the reason she's completely okay with being in a deal with Alastor. Buné tilted her head as she thought about this, the sound of static interrupting her thoughts.

"Ha! Well, if all that's true, you'd think I'd have heard of you." Alastor shrugged his shoulders with his microphone in his right hand, his red eyes trailing upwards.

Sir Pentious looked offended and confused once more, his face contorting into one that seemed to resinate with anger. "I attacked you literally last week," he said, moving his head forward, his hands never leaving the grips of the war machine levers.

Alastor tilted his head, the sound of static and radio leaking from him. His red and black ears tilting to the side and his eyes narrowing, trying to remember the attack that had just happened a week ago. Buné looked at Alastor, then pointed her sharp claws towards the war machine in the sky. "He blew up the wall then, too! He's quite a hiss-terical excuse for a threat!" She laughed loudly, everyone going quiet at her awful pun. That didn't bother her, though, she just continued laughing. Even Sir Pentious went quiet, staring awkwardly at the little rabbit demon. Buné cleared her throat, "Anywayssss!" she said, dragging out her word.

"We've done battle, like... 20 times." Sir Pentious lifted his arms in anger, venom lacing his voice. (Get it?)

Alastor closed his red eyes, his crimson eyelids showing themselves. He raised his hand in a half-shrug again, speaking in his usual tone of voice, "Well, you must have been really bad at this."

"Silence!" Sir Pentious interrupted, clearly annoyed at this situation. "Now cower!" He yelled, pointing at Alastor, who was extremely unbothered. His hair(?) flared in annoyance. "For when I've slain you, the almighty Vees will finally acknowledge me as their equal!"

Niffty poked her head out again, her mouth forming an 'o' shape. "Ooh!" She began, sounding interesting in this group. "Wait, who are the Vees?" She asked, realizing she had no idea who they actually were.

"Oh, nobody important," Alastor told Niffty, dismissing the idea of the Vees holding any importance.

Buné held her head up with her hand, thinking for a second. Oh, that's Vox, isn't it? I know him! The box-head. She thought, recalling the dispute between Alastor and Vox quite some time ago.