Part 6

'Are you a woman?'

'No'

'Are you a man?'

'Yes. 18.'

'Are you alive?'

'No. 17.'

'Were you famous?'

'Yes. 16.'

'Dude shut up. You're making me nervous. We're you famous for entertainment?'

'Yes'

Angel looked up from his phone as he tried to think, glancing over at Alastor. "Yo, fancy pants; give me the name of a famous entertainer who is dead." He said.

Alastor raised an eyebrow, looking up from his book. "Why?"

"I'm trying to play this game and I'm stuck on one question." Angel showed him his phone and Alastor glanced at it then back down to his book. "Walt Disney." He said.

Angel blinked, "wow. I never even thought of that. Thanks!" He went back to his phone, typing in the name. "Thanks." He said.

"Mmm...You're welcome. Are you...enjoying that?" He asked, glancing at Angel's phone.

"Yeah. It's a great way to keep track of the days."

"That's not what I mean..." He said. Angel looked up at him, "oh. OH. Uh...yea. Yeah it's fine." He said softly. "It's good." He smiled and Alastor chuckled, "children and their toys. How drawl." He said softly.

Angel snorted, "Fuck you. At least I have fun. You just sit here and read. That's not fun. You need a hobby."

"I have plenty of hobbies. And hobbies are for those with nothing better to do. I am not reading because I want too, I am reading to fill time between plans."

Angel rolled his eyes and went back to texting. 'Walt Disney.'

'Fuck. No way you got that on your own so quickly!'

Angel paused, a lump in his throat. He looked up from his phone and looked around. "Hey, Al...You ever been in love?" He asked.

Alastor looked up from his book, "of course. I've loved many times.

"Really?" Angel looked over at him. "How many times?" He asked. Alastor smiled, "many. I'm not always the best at it but I've tried it a few times. A sweet thing would cross my path and we would..." his smile got wider, "well...you know." He eyed Angel. "Why the sudden interest, dear boy?"

"I uh...I was just thinking about it." He said.

"And...Are you in love now?"

Angel was silent for a moment and then nodded. "I...don't know."

"Then it's not love. You know when you're in love." He looked back down to his book. "You don't even have to say it. It's just...something you know. I'm sure you've felt it before."

Angel nodded, "yeah...yeah I have."

"And what did you do?"

"I ran." Angel said.

"Mmm...Well that's certainly a response."

Angel tucked his phone away and stood up, stretching. "Alright, I'm heading to work. Fuck all of you; I'll be back in the morning."

Angel sat in his dressing room, the girls primping up his hair and fixing his makeup. They were silent for the most part, only speaking to give instructions or to make sure he was holding still.

"Girls," Angel said, "I'm not one to ask questions but...what's going on?" He asked. "You're all very quiet and it's weird. It's usually a lot chattier in here." He looked around. "Something wrong?"

One of the girls brushed his hair and another put on his eyeliner. They exchanged glances but said little else. "Valentino said he wanted to speak with you about today's take but wanted you dolled up first." She said, putting on his lipstick. Angel looked up at her. "What? Why?"

"It's best we don't ask, Angel. You know that." She said softly.

Angel looked around at them, "what's going on?" He asked. "Come on, guys. Talk to me."

"We can't speak to it, Angel. We're sorry." She said as the other girls finished and walked out of the room. Angel stood up and looked at himself in the mirror. He turned his head from side to side, admiring his work. He looked good. Still...

He walked out the door, looking around the set trying to find Val. Something was going on. Something he wasn't supposed to know about. Something he was probably not going to like.

"Angel Cakes..."

The spider turned around and saw Val walking up to him, smiling as he approached. "Val, what the fuck is going on? The girls wouldn't talk to me on your order and you seem...more cheery than you usually are." He said, stepping back when Valentino approached. The moth smiled and held out his hands, "oh my dear boy...why don't I show you?" He took Angel by the arm and led him over to the bed, the same set as the day before.

"You see, I spoke with Sparky after you left yesterday." He said, his hands on Angel's shoulders. "I spoke to him about his career here." He kissed Angel on the neck, his hand running along his chest and down to his hips. "After the talk we had I mulled over what you had said about him being bigger and more aggressive and I began to wonder how I could have such a little creature improve." Angel looked back at him.

"That's when I remembered something. Making someone big and strong doesn't need to come from years and years of training when you can just do a little thing here and there and BOOM, instant results." He smiled and snapped his fingers.

The doors opened and in walked, what would have resembled, Sparky. He was tall and large, his body having grown massively, dwarfing angel. He had long black claws, powerful arms and shoulders and he was tall and not overly bulky. Whatever remained inside that thing that was Sparky was probably very small indeed.

"Val...What did you do?" Angel asked, staring up at the beast.

"I just gave him a little...push. You see, he's still Sparky. Still the sweet boy you knew. But he has had some improvements. Now he is...particularly aggressive." He smiled and slid a hand down Angel's back. "Isn't that right, Bolt?" He asked.

Bolt smiled and nodded his head. "Yes sir." He said. Val took a puff off his cigarette and let go of Angel, walking over to his chair. "Bolt had phenomenal ideas for me last night after our little talk; something I had never considered before because I always thought I was far too fucking GOOD TO NEED TO DO A FUCKING!" He raised his voice and everyone flinched, "LITTLE!" He slammed his fist against the arm of his chair, "THING!" He glared at Bolt and then smiled. "LIKE A RESHOOT!" He laughed, "And I thought...you know? Why not? It's a good idea." He sat back in his chair and smiled, "so he thought that since yesterday morning was so...fucking...shit...that we could reshoot the beginning of the video. Where he chokes you, spanks you, slaps you, and then fucks your throat for twelve minutes" He took a puff off of his Cigarette, "Ok?"

Angel felt Bolt's hot breath on the back of his neck. Fear rushing through him. He could barely handle Brutus and Bolt was bigger. Much bigger. "Val...He's...not going to do it...is he?" He asked.

Valentino raised an eyebrow. "Do what, Angel?" He asked.

Angel looked up at Bolt, his eyes wide as he stared into those big brown eyes. "Kill me?" He asked.

Valentino laughed, "oh no. Oh no, my sweet Angel." He took a puff off his cigarette. "I don't want to kill you. I want to give you EXACTLY what you want: for him to be bigger and stronger and more aggressive!" He smiled and leaned forward in his chair. "He'll do it for hours if I ask him. No breaks. No rest, just hours of fucking and choking and beating you. And when he's done?" He blew the smoke into Angel's face, "we will see where we are, ok?" His smile went wide. "You...may want to give me your phone, Angel. In case he breaks it..."

Angel nodded, pulling out his phone and handing it to Val. "That's my baby." He said. Val took the phone and kissed it. "Don't worry. I'll take care of it." He stepped back to his chair and sat down. His voice was quiet, watching Angel with his big red eyes his smile gone. "Sound...lockup...angel?"

Angel looked back at Bolt, his body trembling in fear. "We started yesterday with spanking. I believe...your character was being punished for not listening to daddy. Let's..." his teeth where clenched, "start...there..."

Angel screamed as Bolt grabbed him by the hair and lifted him off the ground.

"Action..."