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

Chapter 12

Vox threw open the doors, knocking down every single thing in front of him as he made his way into the lift and up into the main lounge of the V Tower. There, he was no different as he continued to throw down Velvette's mannequins and even went so far as to grab one of Valentino's whores and threw him across the room.

"Hey! Thats my mannequin you just destroyed!" Velvette yelled, looking up from her phone. Valentino just glanced at his whore and shrugged, waving his hands to shoo the poor demon away.

"What has gotten you so worked up Voxxy~?" the moth said, standing up and placing a shoulder on the TV demon. "Are you a little...worked up? You know sex always helps~" he licked his lips while Vox just pushed his colleague away.

"I am not in the mood for sex, Val. Nor am I in the mood to listen to your rants," Vox glared at Velvette. The fashion designer scoffed, rolling her eyes but she knew better than to anger the TV more than he already is. Not that she was scared of him, but she was definitely scared that the V tower will collapse again.

"Okay, but at least tell us why you're so mad." Velvette said. "And why are you wearing that?" She pointed to the beautiful suit she had made Vox for special occasions. "Where did you go?"

The TV demon was silent, but the silence was broken when somebody stepped inside.

"Val? Ya in here?" it was Angel, who walked around the room cautiously looking for Val until he finally spotted the moth on the sofa next to the other Vee's.

Vox was not happy. "Why the fuck is he here!?!" He yelled, face glitching before forcing himself to calm down.

Valentino blinked a few times, then smiled awkwardly. "Well...I got bored so I invited Angel here for some office sex...if you don't mind Voxxy dea-"

At this point Vox was so furious he felt electricity crackle throughout the entirety of pentagram city. Anger surged through his veins (cables?) and his left eye increased 10x its usual size. His fans were whirring in his head, and as for his face/screen it was filled with small glitches as he experienced a terrible malfunction.

"Get. Out." Vox whispered quietly, but his anger was no such thing as quiet.

"Goodness is this 'bout Alastor?" Angel asked, and couldn't hide the smirk when he realised he was right. "If it makes ya feel better, Alastor is experiencing a similar thing to ya right now. Just a little more...contained."

"What? You're saying Alastor is..." Vox mumbled, trailing off.

"Accordin' to our King Lucifer he was fuming like 'a high school girl who just got dumped'." Angel quoted. The spider wondered if he should have revealed this information. Then he wondered if he fears the Radio demon more or the TV demon more, but he decided to deal with Alastor later and deal with Vox sooner.

Vox however had a giant grin on his face, seeming terribly pleased. "Is that so..."

Angel felt regret hit him like a truck, afraid of what Alastor would do to him if the deer were to find out that his rival knows about his situation. "But! But...you are not going to tell him I said that. You did not hear it from me. 'Kay?" he quickly said.

"Oh don't worry, Angel. I could never," Vox responded, his smirk not fading. Now he has finally found out that perhaps his rival wasn't completely heartless, and that such a small thing could have a big impact on the other. Perhaps he can use this to play around with the deer's feelings more. After all, Vox didn't care if Alastor liked him back. He was just playing with his feelings. No real love involved. Nope, none at all...

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"Boss you've had 11 glasses of my strongest, don't you think thats enough?" Husk groaned, refilling yet another glass of wine. "What do you want to forget so bad during that the stupid dance?"

Alastor didn't respond at first, and downed the alcohol once again. "Thats for me to know, Husker." Truth is that he wanted to forget the entire dance ever happened. He wanted to forget the way Vox looked at him, the way he acknowledged Alastor's own discomfort of being touched by others. He wanted to forget Vox's hands against his waist. He wanted to forget Vox's kindness. And most of all he wanted to forget those final moments on the balcony...when their faces were so close.

"For goodness sake, Alastor!" Husk exclaimed, finally snapping the deer from his own thoughts.

"Mhm?" he responded.

"You've been through so much worse in your lifetime but this is why you're drinking like a madman? A little breakup during a pesky little dance? Are you joking?" Husk couldn't contain his words, but he really wished he had when he saw radio dials in Alastor's eyes. Tentacles darted out. Antlers began to grow and the overall size of his body grew along with it. A chain reached out as the green collar around the cat demon's neck appeared. "Oh fuck my life..."

"You seem to forget your place, Husker." Alastor said, his claws extending and his voice brimming with static. Voodoo symbols danced around the air as a sinister green fog emerged from the shadows. "Might I remind you who you're talking to and who owns that pathetic little soul inside your pathetic little body. If you say that again I will broadcast your screams for every single pathetic wretch in hell to hear. Do you understand?"

"Y-yes...Boss." Husk whispered, his eyes squeezed shut while his claws dug a deep mark on the wood.

"Lovely...now Husker. Another drink please."

"Yes, Boss."

When Alastor finally departed into his room, Angel just so happened to have returned. "Hey whiskers! I need a drink. A strong one."

Husk looked at the spider in concern. "What did the moth do this time?"

"Nothin' too bad actually. I need a drink cuz I don't wanna be sober when Smiles goes ballistic on me." Angel responded, sitting down on the bench and placing a pair of his arms on the counter.

Husk became even more concerned. "What did you do?"

"I may or may not have given Vox a reason to pay our hotelier a visit. I just need to pray that Vox doesn't tell Al that I was the reason he knows in the first place." Angel explained.

"Aren't you so fucking intelligent," Husk said as he bent down to get the spider a glass. "Unfortunately Alastor finished every strong drink there is in this bar. I'll need to restock. How about somethin' lighter?"

"Fine by me."

The two sat in a comfortable silence for a small while, enjoying each other's company as Husk poured Angel a drink.

"Soooo whats up with the rivalry between the two of them?" Angel questioned as he took a sip of alcohol. "They had this big media fight a few months ago then the next thing I know they're dancing alone on the balcony."

"They were?"

"Yes they were! Whiskers you should have seen how romantic it was! But now they're back to ignoring each other." Angel glanced outside the hotel to see a small drone whirring about in the distance. "...mostly."

"I dunno what's up with those two media bastards. I mean when I first met my Boss the two seemed pretty close." Husk commented. "Later, somethin' must have happened cuz they never spoke again. Then Alastor disappeared for 7 years and when he came back their rivalry was the highlight of Pentagram city. Now I'm not so sure if you can even call it a rivalry..."

Angel sighed, downing his glass of wine. "I wouldn't worry too much."

"Why do you say that?" the cat demon asked.

"Think about it. When have you ever seen them having an actual fight?"

"I know it happened once."

"But they were never truly enemies. They're just good, old fashioned rivals. And rivals never consider each other their enemy. Rivals are each other's reason for living. They keep each other alive, because without the other they have no purpose. Nobody to challenge. Nobody to win or to lose against. They need each other."

Husk scoffed. "I never knew you could say such intelligent words..."

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A bit of Husk x Angel Dust at the end so I hope y'all don't mind!
Until the next update :)