Shorts Stories by CrimsonDevil

Radio in Distress

                      A/N: This is just a little idea taking place after the show and something I wanted to get off my chest. I might do more based on the idea, but I hope everyone enjoys it.

        Everything was a disaster, after Seven years of being forced into the Shadows, unable to broadcast and his name forgotten only to fall at the hands of an imbecile like the First Man. What a blow to his ego, and his body, Alastor had been forced to flee during the battle, and when he returned he found the King of Hell at the Hotel. The Radio Demon was beside himself, with his staff broken and his powers waning, there was no way to face the short King when he confronted him in the new lobby.

        Ah yes, the new Hotel, the design was so flashy and too bright, everything was modern and newly refurbished, his magic couldn't compare to that of the Devil's nor could he compare to his snarky remarks. Lucifer Morningstar was a bumbling big mouthed buffoon who didn't know how to shut his trap, and his staff was still broken even after he attempted to fix it. Alastor felt threatened in the presence of the King, this was not how things were supposed to go, he didn't sell his soul in exchange for power only to be left lacking.

"That's it, fuck this, I quit!"

"That's it Bambi, walk away!" Growling as he took his leave from the hotel but not before making the Devil spill his drink over himself, Alastor wasn't aware of what Charlie was doing but that's because he had been recovering in his new room. Charlie was nice enough to make him a new Radio Station at the top of the Hotel, while the sentiment was nice, what he didn't know was that Vox had visited the Hotel and thus she was out trying to clear up a few things.

        On his way to Cannibal Town, Alastor gathered some flowers and a box of treats for his Darling friend, Rosie, the Overlord would surely be in for a surprise when he arrived.

"Rosie, my Dear, Alastor is here!" She came down from the second floor with a surprised look,"Oh? Alastor, don't you know it's rude to show up on a lady unannounced? I've nothing prepared."

"Oh, no need to gussy up for lil ol' me now. I just wanted to tell you about the great news!" She came to sit down before him to sip her tea,

"That's good to hear, do tell, how are things going in that new Hotel of yours?"

"Well, you see, after things took a turn during the fight and I seem to be lacking from our deal. I've decided to quit, after all, I can't very well be the strongest Sinner with a broken staff."

"Oh, haha, Alastor that isn't for you to decide. And forgive me for saying this but did you really think you could take on an Archangel? You didn't even have any Angelic Metal on you when you faced him, I can't be responsible for your poor choices. That's like... if you took on the Devil himself." She laughed and snickered before him making the Radio Demon cross his arms over his chest, he had made this deal with her while he'd been alive almost a century ago. Giving his soul to her until he completed his task, in exchange for Power to be one of the fiercest Demons in Hell,

"Oh how hilarious, haha! Listen, I've been helping at this stupid hotel, playing nice because you promised me Power and now I am lacking!"

"Alastor, need I remind you as to who you're speaking to? You accepted our deal, if you thought things in Hell were going to be easy just because you got ahead of the game. I fear you're going to be disappointed, our goal for that Hotel is much more than you and I. Remember that, my Dear." Alastor gritted his fangs while clenching his staff, he had to suck it up, he'd done it for this long what was a few more years, and when it came to the goal, he already had the upper hand thanks to the Deal he made with Charlie.

"Fine, fine, fine! The least you can do is fix my staff?" He held it out to her which resulted in Rosie turning her chin up in the air,

"Sorry, I think you need to be put in time out for a while. Fix it yourself." The nerve, the absolute gall, his frustration would only get worse so he had to leave before he did something stupid, lost in thought as he continued down the road.