Alastor x Fem!Reader

Chapter 2

As Vaggie told you more and more about the cruel things Alastor does, the more and more interested in him you became. He was basically you but was a radio show host. He killed people for his own personal gain and enjoyed doing it too.

Vaggie sounded like she hated him with all her being. You became more and more interested in him wanted to see him again. Just your luck, he walked into the office and sat down next to you.

"Hello, my dear," he looked you in the eyes while he spoke like you actually meant something to him.

"Hey Alastor," you smiled at him. Vaggie was huffing behind you, shaking her head. Charlie had a smile tugging at her lips. It was pretty clear that the (c/a) demon would get along quite well with the deer.

Your tail flicked as you listened to him speak. You were sitting about five inches away from him which was really close for you.

"I understand you arrived in hell earlier today and I was wondering if you wanted a tour of hell? Or, at least around this part of it," Alastor's eyes were big and his ears were leaning in your direction.

"Absolutely!" You stood up while listening to Vaggie grumble.

"Wonderful! We'll have such a lovely time," Alastor stood up and began to walk to the door of the hotel. You followed and heard Vaggie call after you.

"If he kills you and wears your organs don't say I didn't warn you," Vaggie practically growled.

Alastor held the door open for you and closed it once he was out as well.

"Where to first?" You asked him. You didn't know what he wanted to show you since basically everything had some very mature themes.

"There's a garden, about a block away," he looked at his shoes. "That is, if you're interested?" His gaze lifted and landed on your face.

"Of course! As long as it's not full of druggies and shit," you kicked a bottle that was in front of your foot and watched it roll away.

"Oh believe me when I say no one goes to gardens in hell," he led you down the street to the garden.

Everyone on the way who saw Alastor dove into alleyways or hastily crossed the street to avoid Alastor. Vaggie must have actually been telling the truth when she said all the denizens in hell were terrified of him. Which also meant he was a mass murderer.

You smirked. All the more reason to be his friend.

The garden wasn't green like you'd imagined. The bushes that acted like gates were burgandy with neon red berries.

Alastor walked towards a big fountain surrounded by black roses and red marigolds and mums.

The fountain let out a stream of water in four directions from long snakes with their jaws wide open. The bowl of the fountain was decorated with carvings of vines.

"Wow," you said, staring at the detailed designs under the rippling water. You didn't even notice Alastor lean over next to you.

"Truly astonishing what the hands of a demon can do," he mentioned. You looked at him with curiosity.

"This fountain has been here for decades. It's older than I am," Alastor dipped a finger into the water and swirled it around.

"How old are you exactly?" You asked him. His eyes lost emotion for a second while he did the math.

"I was thirty three when I died and I died in 1933 so that makes me 119 years old," Alastor blinked at you. "And how about you?"

"Oh, I'm 30," you answered. "What were the twenties like?"

"Oh, wonderful my dear. An era of spectacular songs and dances! It was quite a lovely decade to be alive," Alastor's eyes lost thier focus as he remembered his prime. "Such good times..."

"You must be glad you weren't alive in the 2000's," you laughed at the idiotic dances kids started doing when fortnite was still popular. "Their dances were garbage."

"Can you demonstrate?" Alastor sat on the edge of the fountain, resting his hands in the concrete surface next to him.

You giggled and then started flossing, dabbing, and you finished it off with the orange justice. Your tail happily bobbed up and down with your movements as Alastor stared at you with concern.

"I'm euphoric I wasn't alive in your time period," you fell on the ground in a fit of laughter.

"Kids in 2018 were so funny. They did those dances in public, believe it or not," you struggled to talk through your laughter.

Alastor looked at you amusedly. His head tilted to the side and he raised one eyebrow.

"Are you okay my dear?" He squatted next to you.

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine," you were both quiet for a second and suddenly began laughing again.

Alastor enjoyed watching you writhe on the ground in a fit of happiness. He stood up and offered a hand to help you up.

You took it and rose to your feet, you laughter fading away. Alastor let go of your hand once you were steady.

"Thanks," you said. All the chuckles were out of your system. "Am I covered in dirt?" You spun around so Alastor could see your back.

He gasped.

"What?" You tried to twist around to see.

"You are a complete mess, dear," he said, shaking his head. "Can you brush it off?"

You tried to do so, but it was impossible. Letting out a sigh, you made a suggestion.

"We should go back to the hotel so I  can clean up," you looked into Alastor's eyes.

"Sure," he said.

You walked back to the hotel, again, demons avoiding you and your new friend.

Alastor opened the door and you walked inside. He followed you to the front desk to get a key.

"Since (y/n) here is part of staff, she gets a room on the top floor with the rest of us, Husk," Alastor reminded him.

Husk searched for a keys and found the right ones.

"Room 805, the top floor," Husk handed you the two keys to your room and went back to ignoring everything happening around him.

Alastor walked with you to the elevator.

"I'm in room 806, I could give you a spare key if you like?" Alastor offered.

"Why would I need one?" You questioned.

"In case you wake up at midnight after a nightmare and need some... Comfort," he said.

"Sounds like a plan! I'll give you my spare one too," you and Alastor swapped keys as soon as the elevator halted and the door opened.

You walked to your room and unlocked the door to go inside.

"Bye Alastor, talk to you later," you said, opening the door.

"Goodbye, darling, see you soon," Alastor walked down the hall as you closed and locked your door, ready to take a shower, get in pajamas, and go to bed.