"So, he didn't want to have sex with me,"

"Aw dang, he's gay? Well send him on over here"

She laughs "He's not gay!"

"Please, all sirens are at least bi,"

"Well he's not homosexual…he kissed me," she said like a little schoolgirl

"Aww, how cute. And gross. 'He kissed me'" he pokes her side "Oooooh,"

Voe laughs "Stop!"

Just then Casper walks up into the parlor

"Hi Casper," she waves to the siren

"Good morning," he waves back

She sits up "So tell me something, why did you run away last night?"

He blushes "It was just a…it was out of character for me,"

"The running or the kiss?"

"The kiss,"

"Well don't worry, it was just right," she winks at him

Alastor enters the parlor and sits in his usual seat. He stares at the doe and the siren as they chat, smiling from ear to ear, filling him with disgust. Casper goes and takes his seat in a chair, while Voe stares at him biting her lip. She leaves her spot next to Angel and sits on Casper's lap. Alastor squints at them, only for them to fall off the chair. Alastor snickers, but stops when he hears her and Casper laughing as well.

"Thanks, Casper," Voe says

"What? You sat on my lap!"

"Why are you sitting on the chair like that?"

"That's how I sit on chairs!"

"You're literally 'on the edge of your seat'" she chuckles

Casper sits back on the chair, "Yes I am,"

Voe places her palm on the siren's chest "Move back," she pushes him further back on the chair and plops right down on his lap.

"Better?"

"Better," she speaks seductively

Alastor thought this was a place for adults, not a playground. He had grown tired of her antics, clearly trying to get a rise out of him and he wasn't going to let it happen. He wondered when she would give up this game and admit that she was wrong and then maybe they could move past this. He gets up and exits, knowing he can no longer stand the childish display in front of him. Alastor could not take this for that much longer. What was her end goal? What was going on through her mind? Toying with him in this manner was just cruel, and she was looking for redemption? She would never reach heaven if she continued to play with his feelings. Shoving her new date in his face like he was some common sinner. He was the Radio Demon for fuck's sake. He takes the time to breathe and compress, for him to think clearly. He had plans. Big plans. And he refused to let her and her foolishness get in the way. Even if he did miss her scent, her eyes, her hair, and her smile. Even if he sometimes dreamed about caressing her skin, pulling down her straps, and kissing her shoulder. Even if he thought of sliding down her-

Focus Alastor, focus.

"I want to see your hotel room, is there water in there?"

Casper scoffs "No,"

"Ugh, you're so boring!"

"What do you think cuz I'm a fish that-"

"Yes,"

"Oh my gosh," he shakes his head "No, you're wrong,"

"And you're boring,"

"I guess I'm boring,"

Voe leans back "So, what did you do to get down here?"

"Apparently being a bystander in a frat house gets you into Hell,"

"Ugh, you were a frat boy?"

"Yeah, but I'm here because I want to change," he purses his lips "Let a lot of things slide and when you let too much slide then you end up down here,"

"That seems so unlike you, but then again, I haven't known you for that long,"

He picks up a grape with his tail "What about you?" and feeds it to himself

She leans on her arm "Um, I was a mean girl. A really mean girl. And I ruined a few people's lives and reputations for my own desires. Like sleeping with married women."

Casper furrows his brows "Why though?"

"Why what?"

"Why did you do that?"

She stops and thinks about it, no one had ever asked her why she chose to do the things that got her into Hell

"I guess because I was bored?"

"Cop-out!"

She laughs "Okay!" she thinks some more "I guess so no one would pick on me, I picked on them myself,"

"Who picked on you?"

"When I was a kid other kids made fun of me for my autism,"

"You're autistic?"

She nods "Yup, and you know other kids are really good at picking up on that kind of stuff. So they bullied me. Called me names and such. So I grew up with very low self-esteem, and you know." she shrugs "People with low self-esteem do anything to feel good about themselves, even if it never lasts,"

Casper sits, staring at her

"What?"

"I think it's really admirable that you know what you need to fix,"

"I agree, but about you," she pulls at her ear

Casper points up "Is that a stim?" she nods and he stares longer "May I kiss you again?" she nods again

Casper leans in and catches her lips with his and she wraps her arms around his neck as he lays her down on the carpeted floor.

Alastor came upon her in the hallway, her standing in place and texting. He dissipates his cane and decides to try something different. He approaches her from behind and wraps his arms around her pulling her close to his chest and resting his chin on her head. After hearing her sniff and snuggle back, she pulls away and whips around in anger.

"What are you doing?"

Alastor's face turns a slight red in the cheeks, embarrassing really. "I-I apologize," he walked away

He cannot be doing this now! He ignored her all this time and now once she's getting into something with Casper, he comes along and gives her butterflies? Now he wants to give her affection? What was he trying to do to her head? Voe drops her head in her hands and makes herself sob. It sucks so bad that even after all this time she still loved him and wanted him.

"Then make yourself un-want him!"

Voe groans "I'm pretty sure that's impossible,"

"I get it,"

She smirks a little "Like how you want Husk?"

"I mean, no. That's not who I was talking about,"

She stares "Val?"

"Yeah…"

"Do you miss him?"

Angel tilts his head "Sometimes I do. Sometimes I miss him a lot,"

"What do you do then?"

"What I usually do to forget,"

"Get high?"

He nods "Yup,"

She stops and sits there thinking "Can I get high with you?"

"What?"

She repeats herself "Can I get high with you?"

"Um sure, wanna go to the club?"

Voe shakes her head "No, not again,"

Angel laughs and pulls out a baggie, "Let's do it!"

Voe has tears running in a constant waterfall down her face. She sobs onto Angel's shoulder and the spider rolls his eyes

"Well, that didn't work,"

"And I don't understand! I just wanna feel special you know? I wanna feel pretty, am I pretty?"

He pets her head "You're gorgeous,"

"Why doesn't Alastor think I'm pretty?"

"I'm sure he thinks you're beautiful,"

She sits up to look at the spider "Then he would tell me right? And I wanna be a good person, but it's so hard when I feel bad about myself!"

"Don't feel bad about yourself,'

Voe snorts "Thanks,"

"I don't know! Dames are weird!"

"Sexist!" she sneezes

Voe stands and exits her room

"Wait where you going? Hey, hey!" he looks out the door and sees her getting in the elevator "Oh shit!" Angel rushes toward the elevator and gets there as the door closes "Shit! Welp, it's out of my hands," he says as he snorts another spoon

Voe bangs on Alastor's door, tears still running. She doesn't say anything but stands there waiting for him to open the door. He does.

"Can I help you?" he asks with a confused look in his eyes

She swallows, holding herself "Do you hate me?"

"What?"

"Go ahead and say it, you hate me!"

"I don't hate you. Why would I hate you?"

She looks away "Because I told the Vees all that information about you. But I did not tell them everything!"

"Well, you sure told them enough,"

"I didn't tell them about your dad,"

Alastor stands quietly "Probably because by then it was too late,"

"No," she shakes her head

"No?" he raises his brow

"No, he-he-he Vox, he asked me for more after you told me that, and I didn't tell him!" she flaps her hands vigorously.

Angel finally gets up the stairs "AH! What'd'ya say? Whatever she said she didn't mean it,"

Voe claps at every syllable "I mean everything!"

"Ah shit, anybody gonna tell me what she said?"

Alastor turns back to Voe, ignoring Angel "Did you come here to accomplish something?" he raises his eyebrows

Voe points her finger at Alastor, poking his nose, he moves back "You don't think I'm pretty!" she flaps her hands again

Alastor grabs her wrists "I think you're beautiful," looking her in the eyes

Voe blushes and cries a bit more "Then why do you treat me so bad?"

"The same reason you treat me so bad, my dear," he poked Voe's nose "Take her to bed," he told Angel

"Yeah," Angel picks up Voe and tosses her over his shoulder

"I'm not done!" she shouts

"Yeah, ya are. Maybe I won't tell you about this tomorrow, it'll be like it never happened,"

"Alastor!"
He stares at her as Angel carries her to the elevator, slightly waving as the doors close.

Alastor reenters his bedroom. He had been reading a novel before the sudden intrusion. He couldn't get back into the intricacies of the story after that little debacle. What had she meant when she said that he didn't think she was pretty? Of course, he thought she was beautiful. He always had. And she knew that. So why did she ask that? And what had she meant when she asked if he hated her? No, of course not. He did have some tendencies to be petty and cruel, but she knew this also, why was she asking questions that she knew the answers to? He had never been this confused before. Not when he decided to become a radio host, not when he committed murders, or when he ate other demons. Leave it to her to confuse him unlike he'd ever been before. He sits down in his armchair, perhaps he should try something different? Though he has done that and gotten this result, perhaps he needed to try something in the middle, he thought. Or perhaps she needed to wake up and smell the coffee.

"Hey, Casper?"

"Hm?"

"I just wanna make something clear,"

He turns to look at her "Okay,"

She fiddled with her fingers "I'm not looking for something super serious,"

"Okay, that's fine,"

"Like I'm not trying to fall in love,"

"Neither am I,"

"Great! We're on the same page,"

"Cool,"

They stand in silence for a moment "Can we make out again?"

"Definitely,"

"Okay, so I never want to do crack again. It didn't help, all I remember is feeling even worse, guess because I wasn't sober enough to suppress my feelings ha ha ha"

voe the crackhead???

crackhead doe

"I'm not a crackhead! I just tried it once to feel better, but it didn't work. So what else can I try? Not drugs!"

lol fresh outta luck

alcohol?

"Tried that already,"

lmao then outta luck lmaoooo

how is rhe theater???

yeah how's the theater

what show ya doing?

do hello dolly!

"Oh my gosh, that show is so old! The theater is coming along wonderfully! If anyone else would like to work under me, you can come to the theater and sign the contract. But at the moment we are now working on the first layer of the stage, it's almost done, we just have to fortify it. Is that the right word? I don't know, we're making it stronger I guess? Leaving some space in between to make it so there would be something of a hollowish sound when you step on it. Planks in between. I don't know, you guys probably don't care. But I'm not doing 'Hello Dolly!' I'm thinking of something more contemporary, on the bright side, I don't have to worry about copyright and licensing laws because who's gonna sue me? I'm in Hell!" She laughs

so what you gonna do?

"I was thinking of letting my staff decide, via voting. So if you want a say then you know what to do," She gives a wink to the camera "Do y'all even like theater?"

lol

kinda??

never allowed in in my time period

im a man from the 1800s

theater makes you gay

theater is unbecoming for a woman

women shouldn't be in theater

"How are you on social on social media with those opinions? Like, are you keeping up with the times or not?"

opinions matter

"They shouldn't if they're holding you back!"

…is she serious

she deadass??

"All I'm saying is that you shouldn't let anything step in the way of your happiness,"

WHAT IF I DON'T WANT TO BE OWNED

LIKE I WAS A SLAVE

"Like…for real? Like antebellum south?"

YEAH FOR REAL

"Well…shit, that's crazy. Do you even know what theater is?"

are you sure you know what you're doing?

"Is anybody ever 100% sure?"

she doesn't know what shes doing

"Nope!" and she logs off.

Woof. Now she was sweating. That felt really intense for no reason. Perhaps she didn't know what she was doing, but it much it was much too late to back down now. She wasn't used to having to plan things out. She would always just wing it and it would work out. But it was time to get real, being an Overlord wasn't a joke, and she really needed to get her shit together.