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Alastor receives Vox's "apology" gift. He has mix feelings about it.

Chapter 3: Apology Accepted (Not)

Several days has past and sure enough, Vox's "apology" gift had arrived at the hotel. A radio like he said. It looked like it was made sometime in recent years. Or modeled like it was from the 50s. Alastor was tempted to toss it. but he knew that he couldn't. Oh no. He could just "hear" how his fellow radios would be so disappointed in him! How could he dare cast out one of them! So here he was with the new radio in his Radio Tower. His entire basement was filled with other radios. Big, small, old, modern, it didn't matter. A radio was a radio. Most of them broken ones that he found in antique shops or just rummaging through the dump.

His mother had gotten on him plenty about coming back stinking to high heavens from his exploits to the landfill. As much as he hated bathing and showering, she had insisted that he'd take one every two weeks, right before the mandatory Overlord Meetings with Lucifer. He looked for a place to put it. He sat it down next to Hertz. A beautiful 1924 RCA Victor radio.

"Hertz, this is Mabel. She's new. I would like you to make her feel welcome!"

He pat both radios. With that out of the way, he teleported back to the hotel. He still didn't buy Vox's apology. No. This was all some ploy for another plot. And he knew it. Bless his mother's sweet, caring soul. How naive she is. There was a reason why she ended up in Heaven and not in this infernal pit of misery. Her optimistic trusting soul was already being exploited and he cannot allow it to be continued! He had been wanting to speak to her about his rival's gift but due to their work schedules, they had both been distracted. Now was a good as time as any.

His ears perked when he heard her voice coming from the library. He went in to see her talking with Razzle and Dazzle, Charlie's little bodyguards/servants. He wasn't quite sure what they were talking about, nor did he really care. He sauntered over, spinning his microphone cane before leaning against it. He waited until she was finished speaking to them. She got on him the last time he interrupted a conversation she was in. He certainly did not appreciated being talked down to like a child. But then again he was her child. So in a way, she was entitled to speak to him in such a manner. Once the two said their good-byes to her, he went over.

"Mother? May I speak for you for a moment?"

"Oh of course cher! Come sit."

The stag did so, following his mother over to the set of chairs that were in the center of the room. Once they were seated, he summoned up a pot of tea and some tea cups. He poured the tea and offered her a cup.

"Thank you sha. What do you wish ta speak to me about?"

He watched her take a sip as he stirred the spoon lazily in cup. His was mostly for show than drinking.

"I want to speak to you about Vox's apology and his... gift for me."

"Oh it was so thoughtful of him, wasn't it? He's at least trying."

Alastor scoffed. Trying right. He didn't believe at all. Vox was a liar. A cad. A swindler. And this was all just another ploy so he can unleash another plot. Nothing good came from the TV-heated bastard.

"Mother, I don't truly believe that he isn't sincere. And his..." He summoned up the radio that he was given and placed it on the coffee table in between them. "Gift is not without malicious intent. I mean look at this! This... this... has to be rigged! I know it! He's got something implanted so he could spy on us! On me!"

Elli sighed. She knew that Alastor had every right not to fully trust Vox. They did have a history that she was not fully aware of. But Vox did look so remorseful! And he went out of his way to get him a gift! And from the look of it the modern radio it looked very, very expensive. She really did believe that Vox was doing what he could to make amends.

"I know you two have had your... disagreements. But he did apologize and he was very sincere about it. And you know it was very thoughtful that he went out and got you a gift."

"That's just what he wants you, us, to believe!"

She frowned.

"Alastor."

"He's a no good, brazing, self-centered, egotistal-!"

"Alastor Willaim LaBlanc!"

The Radio Demon flinched at his mother's tone. He looked at her, his ears flowered.

"You listen here young man. Mr. Vox went outta his way ta apologize ta the both of us and spent good money on yer new radio. Now he didn't have ta, but he did. I don't fully trust him either, but at least I'm gunna at least him a chance ta make things right."

"But he's-!"

"I know. Ya go on long winded tangents about him all the time."

"I do not..." he huffed, crossing his arms.

"Ya do so."

He huffed again. Just because he had mentioned what made Vox so insufferable didn't mean that what he said in passing was long-winded. Ridiculous! The Media Overlord deserved to be called out on all of his actions! Especially after what he did to them the last time! The scheme! The deceit! The betrayal! The scoundrel! He had played his darling mother for a fool and he knew that he planned to do it again! Oh his sweet, optimistic, yet naive mother. She know not how Hell works! Just like sweet Princess Charlotte, she was blinded by hope and good-will.

If it was anyone else, he would laugh and join in their deluded vision for his entertainment. But since this was his mother? He couldn't bare to disappoint her! But this was reality and she was now in Hell, not Heaven. The rules she abide up there did not matter down here. He wish that she would stop being more aware, but how could he? He did not wish to shatter her spirit. He adored her! Loved her personality! But how could he continue to allow this when she could get hurt?

He was glad that it was Rosie who she had meet first and not anyone else. He dare not fathom what horrors she could've been subjected to if not for his dearest friend. Pity the hypothetical fools that dared harassed her. He'd hunt them down and turn them into meal for what they would do to her. She was the light of his life and Lucifer himself wouldn't stop him from protecting her. And the fact that Vox has slithered his way into her friendship circle disgusted him.

"It doesn't matter. What does matter is what Vox is doing! You can't trust him!"

"I don't."

This response caused the Radio Overlord to look at her surprise.

"I don't trust Vox, Alastor. Not afta' what he had done. But I am givin' him a chance ta gain my trust back."

"Well you shouldn't."

Elli sighed. At this time was like they were at an impasse.

"Allie,"

"Mother."

She frowned, not like his tone.

"Do not take that tone wit' me. I know you have yer reservations with Mr. Vox, but I at least am giving him a chance ta make things right. He apologized ta the both of us. I ain't askin' ya ta forgive him. But he's making an effort. And I can acknowledge that."

"Well then you're daft to believe anything he said."

She narrowed her eyes at him. She went to go say something but decided against it. She stood up.

"I am not happy with your attitude Alastor. I understand you do not like Mr. Vox, but that gives you no right ta insult me. I am yer Mama. I make mistakes, but I ain't stupid."

He winced.

"Mama, I-"

She headed towards the door.

"No. No. You made it clear how ya feel about what I'm doin'. I will allow you time ta come up with a proper apology." She looked back at him just as she was walking out. "And as yer mama, I know that ain't gunna happen fer a good while."

Without another word she left. Alastor gave an aggravated growl as he pulled at his hair. He stood up, irritated that she was ignoring his concerns.

"Oh, she is just the most stubborn, ignorant, gullible-!" He growled again. "If she wants to fall victim to his lies again, then fine! It'll be her own fault! But she won't come crying to me when he hurts her. Again!"

Officially pissed off and needing to blow steam, he vanished. He'll host a broadcast or maybe just go on a hunt. Whatever it takes for him release his anger. He will never accept Vox's apology. Until then, he was not going to apologize to her until she acknowledges that what she was doing was foolish.

Oh no! Alastor and Elli got into a fight! Will the two manage to come to an understand?

I'm trying to get these out as quick as I can everyone, so please be patient! Any ideas for future scenarios/schemes that Vox can do to help continue gain Elli's trust is greatly appreciated!

Seriously... this is my first romance. I need the inspiration. You all will be amazing and I happily credit each of you in that chapter!

Thanks for reading and I'll see you all in the next chapter!