Potions and Coffee | 𝓐𝓵𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻 & 𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓮

Chapter 10 - Plan B

"Are you fucking with me?!" Vox threw a glass of whiskey, aiming straight for Alon's head. The serpent demon was able to jump away before the glass made contact with his face.

"I don't understand! I got him to drink the potion, why are you upset?" Alon asked, voice shaking in fear. He really didn't want to piss off the TV demon but he clearly did something to do just that. As if on cue, Val walked through the door, taking notice of the shattered glass on the floor.

"Wasting perfectly good Whiskey, I see." Val mumbles as he closes the door behind him. Vox is trying to control his glitching, but is failing miserably.

"Alastor drank the potion and Alon said that he looked at the princess right after." Val cocked his head in confusion. He then looked behind him and saw Alon still cowering behind a pillar. Pathetic.

"You can go now, sweetie. I've got him." Val assured. Alon didn't need to be told twice. He ran so quickly out of the room that he didn't even care that he had stepped in the glass.

"So you're going to have to explain to me what you mean by 'he looked at the princessa right after'?" Val questioned, blowing out a heart shaped puff of smoke. Vox slammed his hands on his desk.

"What the fuck do you think I mean?! Alastor drank the love potion and he was supposed to fall in love with AngelDust or literally anyone else in that hotel! Now he's connected even more to Lucifer's daughter which means we're FUCKED." Vox took some deep breaths and noticed that Val was giggling. He was amazing in bed but he briefly considered slaughtering him.

"Oh honey. I tried to tell you when you came up with your plan. That's not how the potion works." He popped a hip to the side with enough attitude that he could probably out sass an entire cheerleading squad.

"What do you mean that's not how it works? How does it work then?" Vox felt his whole body turn into static.

"Oh now you wanna know?" Val noticed the glitching on Vox's screen and decided to not press his luck. "When you drink the potion, it will only amplify feelings that you already have for someone. No matter how miniscule they may be. And over time it grows and grows until basically they go fucking nuts. All they'll think about is the object of their desire. They eat, drink, shit and breath for that person." Val explained casually, playing with some papers on Vox's desk absent mindedly. Vox leaned over his desk and got so close to Val that he could smell the grapefruit flavored lube off his breath.

"So you're telling me that Alastor actually had feelings for the princess to begin with?" Val shrugged, now staring at his phone. Vox realized something else that made him short circuit more.

"Wait a fucking minute, if that's how the potion works then why did you agree with my plan? You seriously thought that he had feelings for someone?"

"My money was on the Cannibal District Overlord, Rosie. Really was hoping it was her too, I hate that bitch." Val mumbled, playing Candy Crush on his phone. Vox growled a low growl that sounded like something electronic was about to catch fire. Val sighed, already annoyed with the conversation.

"Like I said, the feelings for her could've been so small that he never realized it himself. He took the potion what, 3 days ago?" Val laughed, putting away his phone. "I bet he's about ready to bash his head into a wall at this point." Vox leans forward and grabs Val's face, bringing him closer.

"Val. Please explain to me how I am to ruin Alastor if the person of his affection is the princess of Hell? It's not like I can just go up to her and kill her so easily. The plan was for him to fall in love with someone we could easily get rid of. It certainly makes things more complicated!" Val yanked his head out of Vox's grasp.

"Oh please, like the princessa of Hell would go after some Radio demon dick." The moth Overlord turned his back to Vox, heading for the door. "I think the rejection alone will destroy him."

"But I don't want him to feel rejected. I want him to suffer as much as possible!" Vox plopped back in his seat, a migraine threatening to come on. Val called over his shoulder, still heading toward the door.

"What part of 'he's going to be bashing his head against a wall' did you not catch? You got cum in your ears or something? He might not be suffering now, but trust me. Give it a month and he will be begging for someone to kill him." Val gasped as an idea flashed, turning around to face Vox. "Oh I know! You could fuck her Majesty in front of him! That would be fun all the way around!"

"Yeah she's not really my type."

"Neither are amphibians but that's not gonna stop me from shoving my fist up his-"

Vox held his hand up to stop him. He sincerely didn't care to hear about the details of Val's extracurricular activities. 

"I got it, I got it. I'll come up with something." Val chuckled as he opened the door to leave.

"I'm telling you, there is no need. The great Radio Demon will be on his knees in less than 4 weeks." Vox smiled as Val closed the door behind him.

"And when he does I'll be there."