Alastor's Vs

Chapter 1

Vox's POV

I walk around the V's tower. I need to figure out how I'm going to get Alastor in my grasp. He thinks he can just come back after seven years and not pay me, his arch nemesis, any attention. How dare he. I see Valentino walking towards me. Ugh, what does he want? Another whore missing? Angel Dust not answering his calls?

He grabs my wrist and shushes me, putting a long finger over my mouth. I narrow my eyes at him, but stay quiet. What could he want me for? He drags me to my room and I start to get suspicious. He doesn't want sex because we always do it in his room. Never mine.

"Val. What is the meaning of this?"

"Just shut up. I got you something. I promise you'll love it. But we're sharing him. As long as we keep him drugged."

"Who? What are you talking about Val?" He drags me into my closet and down the sort of secret room inside. He basically throws me in the dark room. "Fuck. You aren't this rough in bed. Jeez."

"Gross," a radio voice says in the darkness.

"Here's our present baby," Valentino says, turning on the light. My eyes take time to readjust and I blink rapidly. I look around the room full of Alastor photos I have, all glitchy, but they're there. Alastor sits in a chair, hands and ankles tied to the arms and legs of it. He is covered in red wrapping paper, besides his head, and has a big red bow wrapped around his chest.

"Are you going to say something or am I just going to sit there as you stare at me?" Alastor asks.

"Are...are you real?" I ask, walking towards him.

"No, I'm a figment of your imagination, you imbecile."

"How are you here? How is he here, Val?" I touch Alastor's ears. So fucking fluffy. I've never felt anything fluffier. His head is softer than any pillow I own.

"Just a drug I got from Vel. He's due for another dose in any minute. His powers are now weak, so he can't do anything right now. Do you like my present? You should unwrap it." Val smirks at me, blowing his red smoke in Alastor's face. Alastor coughs. Val's phone starts ringing. "Ugh. It's Velvette. Enjoy him yourself until I get back. Bye my babies~." He kisses Alastor's cheek, then mine and leaves, answering Vel's call. Al wipes his cheek on his shoulder, ripping a bit of the wrapping paper. His tan fluffy shoulder showing.

"Fucking Val. You stay here."

"Not like I can really go anywhere."

"Right." I leave the secret room and grab some clothes. Just a simple blue dress shirt and pants. I don't really have anything red besides the shirt I'm wearing now. What was Val thinking? At least keep the deer in clothes so he's not entirely uncomfortable. I want him to want us. Not wanting to kill us whenever he gets the chance to. I walk back into the sort of secret room.

"How about we make a deal?"

"I'm not stupid enough to give you my soul."

"No no no, not your soul. Although I wouldn't mind having your soul. But anyways. How about this? I untie you and let you get into some clothes. But you can't run away, fight back, or walk away. Or climb away. You can't leave my side unless I allow you to."

"So I get into some clothes instead of this wrapping paper, then I'm just a shadow walking beside you?"

"Well...uh. I'll let you get these clothes on and you can't go anywhere. Then I'll tie you back in the chair."

"And if I refuse to accept your deal?"

"Do you want to stay in tearable wrapping paper? I'm sure Valentino would love to open this gift up." I tug on the red bow. The urge to touch his head again makes itself known. His fluffy ears are addicting. His little antlers are so cute, until he's mad and get larger. Then I'm a little scared for myself.

"Fine. I'll accept your deal." I smile and hold out my hand. Alastor gives an annoyed glare. Right, he's tied up. I lower my hand to his and shake it as green and blue light spreads across the room. The random magical air coming from below blows at us. Everything goes back to normal once our hands stop touching. Val comes back into the room with a small measuring cup of red liquid.

"Time for another dose. Open up, little deer," Valentino says with a big smile. Alastor opens his mouth, to my surprise, and drinks the red liquid. "That's my good little deer. I got a shoot with Angel Cakes, but after that, you two have me all night. See you soon, loves." He blows a kiss and leaves again.

"You don't fight him on it? I thought you would maybe give him a hard time."

"I learn from past experiences." That's when I notice that the wrapping paper on Al's thighs are more crinkled and have a few rips. Jeez Val, you're ruining this. I stick to the deal and untie Alastor. I give him the clothes and leave the room. Luckily if he tried to run away, the only way out is through the door I'm standing at. With the drug in his system, I can just catch him.

After a few minutes, Alastor opens the door and peeks his fuzzy head out. That's my cue he's done. Al in blue doesn't look too bad. But red is definitely more his color. I tie him back in the chair and clean up the wrapping paper. I was expecting him to try to run for it, but he didn't.

"I thought you would at least try to escape."

"I keep to my word."

Fair enough. He does not like doing the opposite of what he says he'll do. Especially in a deal.

"Soo. What do we do now?" Alastor shrugs. We sit in silence for a minute or two. Valentino would be gone for at least a couple of hours. It's currently 6 something pm. I could make dinner. If I knew how to cook. "Sit tight for a moment. I'm going to get us some food." The Radio Demon mumbles something I didn't quite hear as I leave. I find one of my employees and get them to get me food.

"Two plates of dinner to my room. Chef's choosing. I want it before seven."

"Yes Sir."

"Good."

I walk to my room. I drag Al out of the secret room and place him where the door can't see him, which is beside the bed. As long as I open the door, whoever is on the other side won't see him. I doubt Al wants others knowing he's here, tied up and not in control. Especially the other hotel members. But he doesn't seem to be completely hating it, only really when Val is here.

"How long do you two plan on keeping me here? I have more to the afterlife than sitting in a chair unwillingly."

"Well, I'm not sure. I'd have to ask Val. But I'm pretty sure you're staying the night."

"And I'm assuming I'm sleeping in the same bed as at least one of you?"

"More than likely, yes."

"Lovely."

Time passes silently. I grow more and more inpatient for my food. As soon as I heard that knock, I bolted for the door. I opened it, took the food, and gave a thank you. I shut the door with my foot as I walk back to Alastor. I give him a plate of the lemon chicken, forgetting once again he's tied up. I untie him and hand him the food. He sits beside me against the bed on the floor. We eat silently. I wish he'd talk to me more, but I doubt he will ever. Such a stubborn little man he is. Once he finishes, he sets the plate aside and stretches. His back pops and a few other bones. It sounded like it must have felt amazing. I set my mostly empty plate aside too. Al yawns and I mirror him. Stupid contagious yawns. I'm not even tired. Maybe a little bit. I had a lot of work before I was given my 'gift'.

I just hope maybe one day Alastor will get used to me and Val being around all the time. And love us like we love him.