Back To The 1950's (On Break)

Filled With Poison

"There isn't much to show beside this area." Charlie looked around pointing at different areas, "on both sides are seating areas for guests, on the left straight ahead is the bar and to the right is the kitchen where Niffty cooks for everyone, though sometimes Alastor does it to." Charlie walked Vox to the kitchen showing him , "we actually serve a complementary brunch. Care to eat?"

Vox shook his head a blank expression on his face, "I'm ok I actually run off Energy drinks, alchohol, and electricity. Eating is just something I can take pleasure in if I desire it."

Though Charlie tried to hide it, she frowned in disgust, "Ohhh fuun." She turned walking towards the stair well, "up there is where the guest live, your room is on the third floor."

Vox unamused by the tour turned his attention to a door that was off to the side. It was too fancy for a janitors closet, "what's in there?"

"Oh- that's off limits! It's Alastors recording studio" Charlie happily answered.

Vox raised a playful eyebrow to charlie, "I don't see any sign that says off limits. And the freaks not around."

Charlie's face flushed, "Oh- I don't know Alastor was really stern on that."

Vox laughed, "Oh come on what's the big deal it's just a studio." He bent down to her level, "don't you wanna know what he's keeping in there? I'm sure a little peak wont hurt."

Charlie brushed the floor with her foot getting antsy, "w-well I dunno- it is kinda intriguing." Charlie turned around grabbing her hair, "Oh but Alastor said not to!"

Vox shrugged a sly grin on his face. He enjoyed teasing this blonde headed girl, she was so easy to rile up, "It's up to you princess."

Charlie groaned looking back at the sly demon grinning infront of her, "maybe later I'll ask Alastor if he doesn't mind showing us during show and tell today."

Vox sighed, "Fair enough."

Charlie smiled walking Vox back to the sitting area before leaving to get herself a plate to eat.

Vox took out his phone noticing messages from Valentino.

Val - "Is Angel Dust there?"

Vox rolled his eyes and looked around.

Vox - "I don't know, leave it."

Val- "He's been missing too many day's he needs to come in today!"

Vox - "Not my problem."

Vox looked up watching a bewildered Angel walk into the room. Seems like his leash is tugging at him, "What's wrong with you?" Vox grinned at the spider.

Angel paused slowing turning to him,"Fuck you."

Vox smirked to himself going back on his phone as he watched the spider turn back around to grab something to eat.

Vox is in Hell for a reason. He didn't just appear down here out of coincidence. He's a self absorbed bigoted selfish asshole who thinks his problems are bigger than anyone else's. You can't be more tortured than he was he thought. A bit of a narcissist, but can you really balme him when he's always surrounded by them. He started to pick up on some of Valentino's traits and Velvettes aswell, all the Vees have some bits and pieces of eachother.

Was he always like this? In a way yes, he's always been this self destructive bastard. He just had distractions and more importantly he was not in the position to act in that manner. Privilege, power, fame, and fortune is everything he needed to show his true colors. Fortunately for him he didn't posses any of that when he came to hell.