His lovely demon belle

CHAPTER 12: sweet to bitter pt.2

"I should probably head back to my room Angie" you get up from your seat and walk away from the bar. Angel waves you off, "I'll catch ya later sweet-cheeks!" you head back to your room, you were tipsy, so you were a bit off-balanced and wobbly. You were looking at your shoes while lost in your thoughts, when you bump into someone in the hallway.

You panic "Oh no, i'm so sor-" you look up to see Alastor. "Al?" Alastor looks at you, its the first time you've ever seen him frown. "oh, h-hey dear" he turned his head so that he wasn't looking at you. This made you mad, "WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM!?, why won't you talk to me!? did i do something wrong?! why won't you tell me?!" you were in tears. He looked conflicted, like he wanted to cheer you up, but something was stopping him. "I'm terribly sorry dear, but I have to go now." he walked away from you, leaving you on the floor in tears. You look behind you to see Charlie, Vaggie, and Angel. You turn back around to see Alastor walk into his room, you pick yourself up, and walk back to your room, taking one last look into the hallway, Charlie and Vaggie were headed over to you, but you shut and locked your door before they could talk to you. 

                                            5 days later

You hadn't left your room, or talked to anyone in a few days, but you wanted to be alone. they came by and tried to coax you out of your room or tried to get you to eat every now-and-then but you just ignored them. You were trying to figure out what to do with yourself. You felt tired and lazy, so you figured that you'd leave your room and do some chores or something, distract yourself from the thoughts of Alastor. 

You headed downstairs, It looked like everyone was down there. Charlie, Vaggie, Angel, husker, and..Alastor. Instead of visiting, you walked right passed everyone, and straight into the kitchen to help Niffty with her chores. "Hey Niffty, anything i can do in here?" she looked up at you, and around the kitchen. "well, i finished cleaning, and i already prepared dinner, But i guess you can make dessert, do you know how to bake?" You nodded, since baking was one of your favorite hobbies, and pastimes. "what do you want me to make?" she hands you a cook book that's almost as big as her, "here, choose a recipe from this, but remember, this is for the hotel staff, and guests, so your going to have to make a bunch of what you choose, so if you need help, just call for me, tootles~" she leaves the kitchen skipping. while flipping through the cook book, you notice its from around the year you were born, so your familiar with more than half of them. You chose to make beignets, they were one of your favorite desserts during your life time. 

About 3 and a half hours later, you finished making three giant platters worth of beignets. you were a mess, covered in a mix of flower and powdered sugar. It was the first time in a week that you had this much fun. You carefully took each platter one-by-one and sat them down on the end of a long table in the dining room. It was almost dinner time at the hotel, so you finished just in time.