Buck Turned Fawn

Chapter 21 - A babyish bond

After a few minutes of giggling, Vox finally calmed down. He looked up, noticing something.

Alastor was gone...once again.

He stood up.

"Alastor..? Alastoooor!!"

There was some giggling and Vox quickly looked around, his breath coming to a sudden halt.

"Who is it?!"

"..eheheh..."

"Alastor?!"

Something grabbed his ankles.

Vox yelped while the giggles grew louder.

"Eheheheh!"

"THAT WASN'T FUNNYYYYYY!!"

Vox whined, crouching down and pulling on Alastor's hair.

"Ow!"

Alastor grabbed Vox's collar.

"Off of my collar!"

"Well-! OFF MY HAIR!"

Vox groaned dramatically, letting go of his hair. Alastor let go of his collar about 5 seconds later.

"...get out from under the bed..."

"No!"

"Why not?!"

"It's..warm"

Alastor pushed himself further away from Vox.

"Hmph...fine, I can...I can go and...play! And all the fun toys are mine!"

He stormed away, slamming the door, leaving Alastor alone.

He listened for a little bit, then got out from under the bed, hitting his head on the bed frame and not throwing a tantrum.

He stood up, walked over to a closet and opened it. He looked at all the clothes inside; they didn't really fit...his little self's standards. He wanted comfy clothes...not this tight shirt and vest! He grumbled, stepping away before trying to tear off his clothes.

He plopped himself in front of the door, kicking his feet hard on the floor.

Knock
Knock

"What do you want?!"

"...I'm lonely"

"Go away!"

However, the door opened, pushing Alastor closer to the wall. He scampered out of the tight space, spotting a certain TV demon holding a teddy, slightly worn out and dirty. Vox sat next to Alastor, who was trying to pull apart his vest.

"Stop! You're gonna ruin it!"

Vox grabbed Alastor's wrist tightly, which made him shriek.

"GET OFF ME!"

"NO! STOP..HURTING-"

Vox grunted.

"-YOUR VEST!!!"

Alastor didn't know how to respond other than by headbutting Vox.

"Ow! Why are you like thisss?!"

Alastor pulled away sharply, pouting and facing back to Vox.

"...momma..."

Vox rested his back on the other boy's back.

"...I want a momma too..."

There was a silence for a few moments before Alastor poked his head up.

"I know!"

"..hm?"

"We can find Rosie!"

"...Rosie?"

"Yeah..! Rosie is like...mama...to me at lw-least..."

"..okay...lead the way."

Alastor got up quickly, grinning. Meanwhile, Vox hesitated, before getting up and following Alastor, who skipped down the hallway while Vox fidgeted with his hands.