You're never fully dressed without a smile, Darling!(Alastor x O.C.)

The Jambalaya!

"Now, want me to tell you what I do with the bodies?"Alastor questioned after we succeed in killing the victim.

(I couldn't think of a murder scene...)

I cocked my head as to say  'What?' .  With a red shimmer a blood stained cloth bag appeared in his hand. I had the excitement and energy of a young child, I couldn't tell if I was nodding violently or bouncing up and down. He reached out to me. I carefully passed him my knife. Not minding the blood, he cut off the dead sinner's head, blood gushing onto his neck and torso.

I looked at him, slightly bringing my head back up. He put the arms, legs, and chest of the victim into the bag. The red stains became invisible from the pour of new blood on the material. Leaving the head on the now red couch, Alastor snapped his fingers. I closed my eyes as the red over took my vision and the ground shifted from underneath me.

As I opened my eyes, I found myself in, what looked like, a basement. Alastor put the bag down on a small bloody table as I admired the room. The black paint that covered the walls was peeling quite a lot.  In the center of the bare room, there was a steel table which was littered with dried, and slightly fresher blood. Next to it, was a table with blood stained tools.

"This is my preparation room," Alastor explained with a wave of a hand.  I let out an impressed hum. Alastor, neck and torso covered in blood, began to hand me an arm, and carrying the other he lead me to the table. I found my knife,my tail gripping onto it. I guess I didn't realize I brought it.  He put the arm he was holding on the table and I did the same.

Reaching over to the table, Alastor got a knife of his, following his movements, my tail slid over from its waving position and released the knife, allowing it to fall in my hand. He held up his knife to the light, inspecting it thoroughly. The blood covered deer brought it back down seconds later. My tail swayed lazily, as though it was trying to tell me to relax.

I felt an urge to be next to Alastor, snugging him, despite how much blood as on us both. Finally, urge took over.

I crouched down under his arm and laid my head on his chest. A cold and wet Slosh ran through my ears, but I payed no mind to it. I felt the blood drip from the side of my head down until it dripped of my chin, but I didn't mind. Instead, thoughts ran through my head. Of me. Of him. Of us.

He was the person who greeted Max and I at the hotel doors. He was the deer who asked me out to dinner. He was the crimson demon who allowed me to sleep in his bed. The male who I killed someone with. The one who then allowed me to lay my head on his blood covered chest. The man I had only known for a few days now though felt so close to, who was stroking my ears ever so gently.

Once again, I intertwined my tail with his leg, like a snake. Suddenly, I felt his chin fall over my head, past my ears, slotting my head into the arc of his neck. His ears fell back out of comfort, as did mine. I hummed a small laugh. Slowly, his arms wrapped around me, pulling me into a hug.

The wet noises of blood sounded whenever we moved, but we didn't really mind. It was just his company that I wanted now.  The hug lasted a long time. When Bambi slowly stood back up straight, It felt a piece of me had been torn out, and was now standing directly in front of me, begging for me to allow it to leave. The tips of my lips curled upwards into a smile. I did another small laugh.

[TIME SKIP] (Alastor and Ash both changed clothes. Alastor then took her to a kitchen and they began to cook Jambalaya with the freshly killed demon meat, while Al explained they were in his cabin in the woods of Hell.)

"Could you get me an onion, my wolf?"  Alastor asked

"Of course, Bambi," I responded jokingly. I walked over the the pantry, singing under my breath.

"Hush now baby, there's no need to cry. Let me wipe away those lemon eyes. All your worries such a waste of time, you can't even see how much your mine," I sang. I didn't notice my voice grew louder and louder when I sang.  I grabbed an onion and tossed it in the air, catching it before it fell to the ground.

"Your so bitter, bitter, bitter, yellow. Settle, settle, got to settle, down, okay. Listen, listen, you listen, yellow. It's a killer, a killer, a killer, jealousy!" I was shocked when another voice joined me in the song. Alastor walked over to me, never missing a beat in the song. He grabbed my hands, dancing with me, as we sang the song together.

"Ooh, ooh, ooh. Lemon eyes, you're mine." Alastor's smile softened as the verse ended.

"Yellow eyes, all mine. I bet you wanna walk away, run away, look away, turn away. Honey you can't hide. Lemon eyes, all mine," We sang, I tapped my foot to the beat as we danced around the kitchen.

"Hold on baby, careful what you say, You've been drinking someone else's pain," The line brought light tears to my eyes, but I quickly blinked them back and continued.

"I can't keep on staring at the sun. Yellow, I will have to bite your tongue!" I slightly chuckled at the deer.

"You're so bitter, bitter, bitter, yellow. Settle, settle, got to settle down okay.Listen, listen, you listen, yellow. It's a killer, a killer, a killer, jealousy. Ooh, ooh, ooh! Lemon eyes, you're mine! Yellow eyes, all mine. I bet you wanna walk away, run away, look away, turn away! Honey you can't hide. Lemon eyes, all mine." We sang, slow dancing around the kitchen area.

"All mine. And the doctor said you're fine!" We sang.

"all fine" I echoed.

"Just a case of lemon eyes,"

"All fine"

"See I told you were mine"

"All mine, lemon eyes." I continued to echo at the needed times.

"Ooh, ooh, ooh! Lemon eyes, you're mine! Yellow eyes, all mine! I bet you wanna walk away, run away, look away, turn away! Honey you can't hide! Lemon eyes, all mine!" We finished, smiling widely.

Alastor slowly dropped my hand and returned to the stove.

"You didn't come across to me as the singing type, Bambi,"

"You never asked, dear"

"I guess you're right"

"I didn't know you knew Lemon Eyes"

"I know a lot of songs"

"I didn't know you had such a gorgeous singing voice, though your normal voice is beautiful too," Alastor complemented with a smirk. At the comment, my ears perked up, tail bushed out, and wings sprung open. I choked on air for a brief moment.

"Shut up, Al" I squeaked, my wings lowering a little bit.

"Oh, I'm not wrong, darling," Alastor said with more confidence. At that moment, Bambi gathered bowls and filled them with the stew. I sighed slowing my wings to fall and tail to smooth, though my ears seemed to refuse to leave their position.

"Your antlers are pretty cute to," I huffed, noticing a small deer tail poking out from under his suit. Alastor walked over to the dining room table, setting the bowls down in front of two sitting places across from each other. He pulled out a chair and gestured to it. I sat down and he pushed it in, then he sat himself down.

"And don't forget that little adorable tail of yours" I added under my breath. Alastor stopped, then let out a small chuckle, then sighed.

"Do you like it?" Alastor asked quietly.

"Pardon?" I asked, not fully hearing the question, but still trying to be polite.

"Do-Ahem, do you like my tail, my wolf?" Alastor asked in a louder tone, but still fairly quiet, as if he was afraid someone may hear.

"Oh, my Bambi, don't act so shy about something that makes you. Anyways, it's as lovely as you are gentlemanly, I think that says all it needs to." I said trying to be as comforting as I could be. Alastor smiled and we ate the Jambalaya that sat in front of us.

(1427 words, yay! This one took quite a while, that's for sure. I really hope you enjoyed, though if you've read to hear you most likely do. Okay that's all for now)
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