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Vox was once again stood in the shower, warmish water pouring down his body, cheap bath mat below his feet. His muscles aching from the shocks his collar gave every time he forgot a rule. Accidently swear shock, forgot to say Please or thank you shock, daydreamed when Alastor was talking shock… and on and on and on. This past week sucked… Least Vox thinks it's been a week it Was really hard trying to keep track of days anymore. Each shock had only been small but still the burns on his neck were starting to get really sore, unable to fully heal reopened with every mistake he made.

Why couldn't Vox just behave, what was wrong with him that he couldn't just follow clear instructions, no wonder the Vees hadn't found him yet, he was so useless sometimes… no. They were looking for him, he was going to go home soon. Alastor was the problem here, not Vox, that pompous prick wasn't going to get into Voxs head this time.

Turning the shower off and stepping out Vox quickly dried himself off. Reaching For the fresh clothes atop the hamper, his dirty ones were still thrown around the bathroom floor as a small protest. Alastor hadn't mentioned Vox leaving his dirty clothes on the floor and not in the hamper but when he returned to the shower the next day they were always picked up. So Vox took it as a small win, he needed small wins to keep sane whilst he waited for a way to escape or someone to rescue him. Pulling on his t-shirt and boxers Vox frowned slightly he still wasn't allowed any trousers, Sighing Vox made his way to stare at himself in the bathroom mirror, it felt like it should be lunch soon so Alastor wouldn't be too long.

Alastor had started being in a rush at breakfast  time, leaving Vox some Toast or cereal before shadowing away in a hurry. Vox wasn't complaining he got to his food in peace, well the dark shadow always loomed nearby making sure Vox still ate on the floor but he was feeding himself every morning and that was a reward. Unfortunately lunch and dinners were always a 50/50 split on whether Alastor fed Vox or let Vox eat himself. It always depended on the Radio Demon's mood, and how many fuck ups Vox had made that day.

Vox had noticed a few days ago Alastor seemed to be getting a bit… edgy… impatient… Distracted? Vox wasn't sure but he didn't like it. An unstable Alastor was never a good thing… well more unstable than usual. The Bastard was unpredictable at the best of times but when he wasn't happy or his plans weren't working it made the other so much worse. So to appease him Vox had been trying his best to follow everything that fucking book had said, So the last couple of days Vox had managed to aviod getting shocked at all and Alastors mood did seem to be improving.

Disgusted by his own feeling of pride at making Alastor happy, Vox scowled at himself in the mirror. His eyes were tired, his screen duller than usual, that stupid fucking collar hung around his burnt and brusied neck. he couldn't give up… he had to hang onto himself just a little longer. Appease Alastor for now and then after, when Vox is out of here he can end that Bastard's life for messing with Vox like this. Turning around he exited the bathroom.

Alastor was sitting in his usual chair, legs crossed, smiling wide and eyes dancing with excitement. Vox noted Alastor didn't have any lunch with him which meant something different was happening today. A bit of dread churned in Voxs stomach. The last time Alastor looked this peppy was when he'd decided to teach Vox his first lesson.

“Hello Vox, have a good shower?” Alastor asked, tilting his head to one side.

“er… hello… it was alright… you seem in a good mood?” Voxs voice rang with a slight unease. His hands began to fidget metal claws clanging quietly together. 

“Well I thought maybe we should start your second lesson today, you've been so good, trying so hard you deserve a reward ” Alastor's smile grew, his eyes flashing with a dangerous glee.

“A lesson or a reward cos they sound like very different things” Vox tried to keep the sarcasm out his tone but it slipped through not that Alastor seemed to mind he let out a rather Loud laugh making Vox jump slightly.