Ad-Lib My Heart(Valastor)

♥️Chapter 5🦌

As they danced, Velvet looked over Alastor's shoulder. She smiled seeing Valentino shaking his head but ultimately smiling at them. "Soo," the doll like demoness began talking. This got the other's attention, he hummed, "Yes?"

"What do you think about the outfits Val and I are wearing?"

"They certainly look better than your usual attire that's for sure. Especially for him," Alastor grinned. "Oh? Is that so? Maybe you should tell him that," she giggled, motioning towards Val with her white irises. Things went quiet between them for a only a moment. "Do you dance a lot," Velvet asked with genuine curiosity. He nodded, "Yes, but singing is more my thing, dear."

"I see, I don't dance much, Val did a lot when I arrived in hell....though I don't know why he stopped....in fact I don't think I ever saw him and Vox dance together even when they were a thing," she admitted, "You know what?"

"What?"

"You should dance with him for the next song," there was excitement in Velvet's voice, "I'm sure he'd love it if you did!" Alastor laughed, "Ha No!"

"Awwww why so? Afraid you might enjoy it," she teased. The red demon raised his brows, "No in fact I'm positive I would hate it." Velvet wanted to roll her eyes but chose not to, "How do you know if you won't give him a chance?"

"Dear, this is Valentino we're talking about. The overlord of anything and everything revolving around any and all filth," Alastor was clear in his distaste in anything sexual. Which the doll demoness could understand being that he's so old fashioned, but what did that have to do with anything about him and Val dancing together? "So? Its just dancing, not like I'm asking you to sleep with him," she stated, starting feel a tad annoyed. "As in I don't want his hands touching me. Only Lucifer knows where they've been," he explained, his own annoyance becoming apparent by the tone of his voice. He then cocks a brow, "Is there any particular reason you keep bring him up?"

This question seemed to have startled her in the red demon's eyes, as she pulled away slightly. She began walking backwards, "What?! No why would you think that-!?!"

She was interrupted as she tripped, over a bottle on the floor causing her to land in a puddle of booze. "Great....," she huffed, her outfit now ruined. How embarrassing...
"Are you alright dear," Alastor lended her a hand, which she took. "I'm fine....," now she was just upset about her clothes. "Babydoll, you okay?" Valentino's voice got their attention, he had taken off his coat and put it over her. "Yeah thanks.....," she held the coat close to her body, hoping no one else saw that, or worse, caught it on video. "Maybe it's time to go," the moth insisted. She nodded, though there was some guilt. She ruined the night...and Val's chance to dance with his crush. "Well, since you'll be off, it was a pleasure dancing with you darling," he snapped his fingers and his normal suit appeared before walking off.
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Velvet sighed as she sat on the sofa next to the blue skinned moth, "I'm sorry I ruined tonight...." She was now in her pjs after a nice shower. "It's fine sweetheart, don't worry about it," Valentino reassured her, "Turn around here and I'll braid your hair."  She did as he asked, sighing a little as she crossed her arms. "Now don't pout babydoll, it is what it is. I'll have Voxy check to make sure nothin' of it is up for all of Hell to see," the moth began working on a fishtail braid. "Fine...I won't....," the doll demoness was trying hard not to pout, but the puff of her cheeks was a dead give away. He shook his head, "How about this? I'll call Vox, and then after I'll order Chinese, your favorite, then you and I can watch those cartoon shows you like all night long if you want."

He couldn't see her face, be he knew she was smiling now. "Okay," she giggled, bouncing slightly in her seat. Val grinned a little, Velvet acted like such a child sometimes, much to Vox's annoyance. But he didn't mind, it gave him the chance to feel like a father to someone.  Once finished with her hair, he gets up, "Alright I'm going to call Vox, and order our take out. Ya go ahead and start lookin' for your shows on Voxflix." Velvet nodded, so he turned, and went into his room, shutting the door. First things first, Vox. He fished his phone out of his pocket, pulling up Vox's number. It rung a few times before the tv demon's voice came from the other end, "What do you want?"

"I need ya to check and make sure nothing embarrassin' is up on Vel, she had a little stumble earlier while we were out."

The line went quiet for a few minutes before Vox groaned in irritation, "Fine. I will. And can you please stop babying her Val, she's the same age as us."

"I'll do whatever I like Voxy, now get ya ass on that or ya may need a screen replacement first thing in the mornin'," Valentino growled a little in defense.

"Whatever you say, Ratino," after that Vox hung up. The damn media idiot better consider himself lucky he wasn't here otherwise he would have had a broken face right now. Huffing, Valentino called the Chinese place to order their food.
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Alastor walked into the hotel way past curfew, feeling a bit of a buzz from all the alcohol in his body but was ultimately feeling fine. His rust red eyes, glowed in the dimly lit lobby. The only light coming from the bar, where Husk was passed out. Now normally he'd tease him, but with alcohol stirring through him, he decided to leave his feline friend alone for the night. Or at least for an hour or two, as alcohol's effects normally wore off pretty quickly for him. Maybe all those times drinking with Husker helped his demon form get used to it. His mind relayed the events that happened at Mimzy's. He got to sing and dance, he loved that of course. But seeing Valentino and Velvet there was definitely something he did not expect. And the fact the sweets filled doll wanted him to dance with the pimp. How odd....very odd indeed. He reached his room, grabbing and turning the golden knob on the door before going inside. "Why was she so persistent about me dancing with him," he spoke his thoughts out loud to himself. Was it some sort of trick? Was Vox behind it?! If that walking, talking picture show was up to something he wouldn't stand for it! No absolutely not! It was great Velvet fell, he didn't fall into any of Vox's traps tonight. Strolling over to his bed, he settled down, he let his hooves be free of the confines of his shoes. Flexing his claws before they made a small thump on the carpeted floor below. He removed his coat, leaving him in just his red and black button up shirt that was neatly tucked into his dark slacks. If felt so nice to be rid of his shoes and coat that his red tail with a black underside began to wag.

Sighing in relief, he laid back on the bed, leaving his legs to hang off the the side. Despite the fact he didn't really need sleep, a small nap sounded nice to pass the time, but his thoughts were distracting him. Causing a huff of frustration to go past his smile and his eyes narrowed.

Vox...whatever you and those two are planning against me...I will not fall for it.