Vaggie didn't like Alastor.

Like, at all.

She'll give credit where credit was due and say he did have some charm, confidence, and knew how to do one hell of a musical number, but that's all the positive things she's willing to say about the guy.

However, Charlie seemed to think a lot more highly of him than she did.

The sight of the two happily dancing together hurt, like a knife had been driven through her heart.

She and Charlie had broken up a few months ago. It was a completely mutual thing they had both agreed on, both felt like they would grow better as people if they were just friends. And that was right, but,

Vaggie still loved Charlie.

And not just in a friendly way.

Don't get her wrong, she is there for Charlie no matter what, the demon helped her out during the worse times in her life or uh, unlife. Vaggie would always help her in return, whether it was as her best friend or her girlfriend.

Yet, still. Vaggie deep down still loved her, craved her, and frankly needed her.

And even though they had been apart for some time now. Seeing her interact with Alastor today, just really pushed the point in.

She wasn't yours anymore Vaggie. And any man or woman could come and rock her world now

Not only was this shitlord coming over and his sketchy intentions toward the hotel, but he was going to woo Charlie too.

Fucking great.

Everyone was in the dining room right now. Alastor made jambalaya and was intent on impressing Charlie even more.

Meanwhile, Vaggie just needed some time alone. The interview already went horribly for the hotel and now she had this asshole over here reminding her about how single she was.

Jesus, she just really needed to brood for a second.

She knew she was being unreasonable, after all, she should be moving on by now. But still. She just needed to brood

Just sort her feelings out.

She was sitting on the roof of the hotel, looking over the fiery landscape. Doing her breathing exercises. She laid down, looking at the night hell sky, listening to the sounds of the city. All of the screams, crime, and bloodshed going around them.

Honestly nothing much had changed since she died, just like home.

Vaggie closed her eyes, letting out a hum. Actually for a second, forgetting everything and feeling relaxed.

And of course, it only lasted like ten seconds.

"Darling!" A familiar static-filled voice called out to her, making her jump up in surprise, opening her eyes to see a certain deer asshole looking down at her.

"What do you want?" Vaggie asked attempting to sound threatening or pissed off but it came out more like a whiney groan.

"Why I was simply wondering why you didn't join us for dinner," Alastor said watching Vaggie carefully as she rose to her feet.

"I'm not hungry," Vaggie said simply, not wanting to deal with anyone right now.

"Oh? Are you sure? I worked really hard on my jambalaya." Alastor said as if that would make her feel bad.

"Oh. Well, that's too bad." Vaggie huffed, "I don't want any."

"Oh. Don't be like that." Alastor chuckled, "It's good jambalaya!"

Vaggie looked at him, before taking a deep breath, "Look. I'm not hungry and I don't even like jambalaya."

Alastor gasped, "Take that back!"

"What?" Vaggie shrugged, "I don't."

"My dear, how can you not?" Alastor squinted suspiciously, "Have you ever had jambalaya before?"

"I have." Vaggie stated, "And I didn't like it."

Alastor squinted even more, "Must have been a bad batch. I can assure you my jambalaya will change your worldview!"

"Doubtful." Vaggie said rolling her eyes, "Look, why do you care so much about if I eat your fucking jambalaya?"

This dude was annoying the shit of her.

"Well, I honestly love making food for people! And I worked hard on that jambalaya, and it hurt my feelings that you didn't even try it." Alastor said resting his hand on his chest as if to emphasize how hurt he was.

All he got was a glare from Vaggie.

Alastor shifted a bit, realizing that his tactic wasn't working though his smile never flattering. "And besides," he started, changing the subject, "I did want the chance to talk to you more."

Okay, that.

That made Vaggie laugh.

Alastor blinked tilting his head, his grin never flattering though it was clear he wanted an explanation. He didn't tell a joke after all.

"Me? Why me?" Vaggie asked a hint of humor in her voice, "You have the princess of hell and the underworld's best pornstar to talk to. Why would you wanna talk to me?"

It was a valid point. Vaggie wasn't anyone. Even when she dated Charlie she doubted anyone bothered to remember her name.

"Well, neither of them immediately threatened me as soon as I walked into this establishment." Alastor said, "And that makes you the most interesting one here."

Vaggie raised an eyebrow, "I dunno about that but, I think the threat would get across that I wasn't fond of you. So..." she turned around, "Go bother Charlie will you?"

"Oh. I've bothered her enough." Alastor laughed taking a few steps closer, "Though I am curious what your relationship is with Charlie. You look at her so longingly and I-"

"That's none of your business," Vaggie said in such a blunt, serious tone that even she didn't know that she was capable of.

She didn't sound mad or like she was about to seriously harm someone, she didn't even sound hurt. Just...dry.

Again it was hard to put into words. But Vaggie could only describe it as something like how you would imagine a very tired adult that just witness something traumatizing dealing with an overexcited child.

The sudden dry tone and the complicated emotions that brought with it, made Alastor stop in his tracks. Even he was a little taken aback by it.

Vaggie sighed, turning away from him. Hoping the guy would just leave, but even though he wasn't saying anything or moving for that matter yet Vaggie could feel him there.

Finally, he spoke up, "My dear, would you mind if I asked you a question?"

Vaggie rolled her eyes but sighed, "Ya know what? Ask away,"

"Would you happen to know what sprinters eat before a race?" He asked sounding oddly serious.

"Uh, no?" Vaggie replied turning to face him now.

"Well, you see they don't." Alastor said, "They fast!" He laughed, along with the usual sound effects that accompanied him.

Vaggie blinked.

Then she stared at him, squinting a bit.

Then, she chuckled.

She didn't really giggle or let out a loud laugh. Just chuckled.

"That.." Vaggie said a little exasperated, but smiling, "That was a bad joke."

Alastor snickered, "I try."

Vaggie looked at him, her smile lasting for just a bit longer than it normally would around him before it returned to a neutral expression.

"Well, dad jokes aside." Vaggie said, back to being serious, "Since you asked a question, may I ask a question?"

Alastor raised an eyebrow his smirk seeming to widen, "You may."

"I honestly don't expect an honest answer from someone like you but I'm curious." She began, "Why are you here? Just for some entertainment? Or is there something else?"

Alastor though it certainly was obvious to Vaggie or even to himself, his eyes sparkled for just a second, "Weeelllll..." he began, "Entertainment was one of the reason but being honest there is another reason." He took a step closer, "You."

Vaggie blinked, "What?"

"You." Alastor repeated, "Don't misunderstand stand me. I certainly would enjoy watching demons fail over and over again, but what really attracted me to the hotel was you."

"Uuuuh..." Vaggie was both confused and a little weirded out, "Why?"

"Well, when I saw Charlie fighting that woman on the picture show I was intrigued but you see there was this one scene where it suddenly cut to you, my dear. You were chasing someone down with that spear of yours so desperately trying to help Charlie." Alastor went on, "I was utterly enthralled."

Legitimately, Vaggie was unsure of how to react. This wasn't something she expected him to say and it didn't sound like something an evil overlord for hell would say. In fact, it sounded more like something you say to a crush.

Alastor continued, "A woman with a fiery temper like yourself and a strong urge to protect is something that indeed interests me."

Yeah, he was definitely sounding like he was trying to win her affections or some shit.

Which Vaggie supposed some demons would fall for this or just for Alastor in general. But, not her. Honestly, even if she was attracted to cannibal psycho murderers, this wouldn't work on her even in the slightest.

It honestly just reminded her of the time she was alive and worked as a whore. All the men that paid her to have sex with her said similar things, and it was clear it was just a tactic to make the girl feel special so they could get away with shit and have more of a young woman's attention than what they paid for.

This felt no different.

This felt like a man trying to make her feel special so he could get something. She doubted it was anything sexual or for her attention, he didn't give off those vibes. But Vaggie didn't care what he wanted, she wasn't going to be used by him.

"Right." Vaggie said, taking a step back, "I call bullshit."

Alastor tilted his head before Vaggie continued,

"Look. I don't know what you want from me and honestly, I don't care. But I'm not a fucking toy or a minion at your disposal, so don't try anything. I've already made it clear what will happen if you hurt anyone here, but your little manipulation tactics won't fly either." She went on, "So I suggest whatever your attempting to try you back the fuck off it right now."

Alastor didn't seem surprised by her words or if he was, didn't show it, "But, my dear, I was being genuine."

"Yeah. That's what they all say." Vaggie rolled her eyes, "Look I wanna be left alone. So if you mind I'll be heading to my room." Vaggie said rushing off and about to head inside the hotel.

"Good night then my dear." Alastor chuckled, "If you like later I can tuck you in."

Vaggie stopped, god that comment made her blood boil. She was pretty sure he didn't mean for that to be perverted but-

Actually,

Fuck it.

Vaggie turned back and smiled at him, "I might like that."

It was clear he didn't expect that at all and the look of shock on his face was priceless, Vaggie didn't linger too long before turning back because she just couldn't contain the shit-eating grin forming on her face.

It was petty but she took whatever little pride she could get from shocking him. She didn't piss him off or scare him but shocked him.

Which honestly that was enough for now.

Shocking him then leaving him before he could respond.

Take that shitlord.