Secrets of a Demon Heart || Alastor x Vox (RadioStatic) || Hazbin Hotel

Chapter 5

Vox wasn't lying when he said he'll get some fresh meat for Alastor to eat. Only a couple hours later, the TV demon returned with a tray consisting of sliced pork, less stale bread and a glass of water.

"Velvette said she'll return your clothes tomorrow. Apparently she's having fun re-designing it," Vox taunted, smirking when he saw the red haired demon's twitch in irritation. If it wasn't for his wound, he was bound to have destroyed the entire V-Tower to get his original outfit back. "Aw, whats the matter?"

Alastor calmed himself down, not wanting to seem pathetic and bad-tempered in front of his viral. But he was already vulnerable and injured. This pathetic-ness was already the worst that it could get...hopefully.

He scoffed, and attempted to grab a piece of meat in his mouth in hopes that it would distract him from his annoyance. His attempt was in vain, as Vox swiftly pulled the tray of food away.

"Whats the magic word~?" he taunted, enjoying riling the Radio Demon up. It shouldn't have worked, but it did. Alastor's eyes turned into dials and his antlers began to grow. Hastily, he got up from where he was positioned on the couch and reached up to the tray. He was wounded so his movements were sloppy and predicated, therefore Vox could easily get away.

"Not so powerful now are you?" The TV demon said, his grin widening even more seeing the anger in the other's eyes. Alastor tried again, but this time he tripped on one of Vox's cables and came crashing down into his viral. He heard the smashing of glass against the floor, and he felt himself being drenched in water. But he also felt a small crackle of electricity and a the warmth of another person against his body.

It was a terribly awkward position, and when Alastor finally opened his eyes he found Vox's face just inches away. Neither of them moved for a good few moments, staring into each other's eyes as if they were diamonds. When Vox finally moved his arm to gently push the other demon away, Alastor felt blood rush to his heated face. Vox was no different, but luckily he had a TV for a face so nobody could see the blush that seemed to creep across his cheeks.

"Are you...okay?" He asked the Radio Demon, glancing at the wound. Alastor looked away and stayed silent, clearly still a little dazed but nodded nonetheless. "I'll...let you get some rest. I-...uh- I'll bring your clothes back when Velvette finishes fixing them."

The TV demon hastily left the room, leaving Alastor to stare at the shattered glass, spilled water and the meat that has been scattered across the floor.

He had spoken too soon. The pathetic-ness indeed got worse. And he wasn't proud of it.

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"Look I wanna go back to heaven which is why I'm here...to try out your redemption shit," Adam said, wrinkling his nose when he said 'redemption'.

"Look...Adam I know you want to go back to heaven and thats a good thing! Thats what redemption is all about but...you need to...uh-" Charlie attempted to find the right words.

"Not be a bitch and actually try to redeem themselves but not cuz you're power hungry and want your old position back?" Husk finished for her, putting down the glass he was cleaning.

"Yes! Bingo!" Charlie smiled, giving the cat demon a thumbs up.

"Yeah yeah, sure. I'm serious. I'm very serious. Now tell me how to start redeeming," Adam responded, looking at his nails to express his boredom.