TW: Drugs
"ANNDDD TRUST FALL!" Charlie called, jumping backwards to find herself in Vaggie's arms. "Nice catch! Alright, Pentious it's your turn!"
"Nah shouldn't it be his turn now?" Cherri pointed towards Alastor who was sat on an armchair drinking from his lovely 'oh deer' mug. "He's never participated in these activities. I say he do it with us!"
"Yeah! Why is it always us who do these trust exercises?" Sir Pentious said and earned several other nods of agreement from the others.
Alastor sighed, put his mug on the table and stood up as he began to twirl his cane around. "Unfortunately as a hotelier I am a very busy person! So if you'll excuse me, I have proper business to atte-"
Before anything could be said, a familiar knock could be heard at the door. Charlie instantly jumped up from her seat, hoping perhaps somebody has finally seen the goofy little posters she and her dad put up around Pentagram city and have decided to give redemption a shot. Hurrying to the door and nearly tripping 3 times, she opened it while putting on her best grin.
"Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel! I'm Charlie Morningstar. It's great to meet you!" Charlie exclaimed, reaching out both arms to shake the man at the door's hand. He was tall, around the same height as Alastor. He had claws, like Alastor. He wore a charming and charismatic smile, like Alastor. He wore a beautiful coat that reached up to just above the knees, like Alastor. And he practically wore the exact same colour, like Alastor but instead of red and black the mysterious man wore blue and red.
"It's a pleasure to meet the Princess of hell herself," the man said, bending down to kiss the girl's hand like a true gentlemen but a grunt from Vaggie could be heard. Charlie was never one to judge her people, but when it comes to the man in front of her she couldn't help but question why on earth he had a TV for a head...
"Goodness Charlie whats taking you so long? Who has peaked your interest this time, my dear?" A static filled voice could be heard from the background as Alastor walked next to the princess to take a look at who's come. "Oh." His big grin turned into a line titled upwards. But it was a smile nonetheless.
"Wait a second...you're the guy that was dancing with Alastor!!" Charlie squealed, her eyes in the shape of stars when she finally realised it was none other than Vox. "Oh my goodness are you guys going on a date? Was I meant to interrupt...? I am so sorry!"
"What? No, no my dear! You are not interrupting anything," Alastor sighed. "To be honest, I have no idea why he is here either..." The Radio demon gave Vox a suspicious look.
"I was feeling a little bored back at home, so I decided to pay you a visit! Don't be so upset, you know you're never fully dressed without a smile." Vox smirked, enjoying the irritation he was causing Alastor by saying the deer's favourite motto. The next few moments consisted of the two having a glare-off as they stared at each other with pure resentment.
Then the Former Exorcist Angel Commander entered the scene, sipping a drink from a straw when he noticed the two media demons. "Look I know this is a really weird question but I really need to ask it." He received looks that encouraged him to go on. "I have no idea who that TV guy is, but has he and the deer fucked or something? Cause lemme tell you the sexual tension in this room is fucking insane."
Both demons felt heat rush to their faces upon hearing those words, resulting in Alastor quickly teleporting away.
Adam continued looked at Vox. "Well go on then TV guy! Thats your cue to go fuck him!"
Vox looked around awkwardly, then teleported away with his electricity.
"Ya know what, I think I'm startin' to like you." Angel said as he and Adam shared the exact same smirk.
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Secrets of a Demon Heart || Alastor x Vox (RadioStatic) || Hazbin Hotel
FanficWhen the Radio Demon, Alastor, is struck down by the infamous First Man, he is forced to flee from battle and go into hiding. Seeing this as an opportunity to strike, an old friend comes to greet Alastor, only to find the Radio Demon bleeding on the...