A/N:

Hi everyone! I'm back with a new update : ) A lot of action and drama in these next two chapters as the radio tower falls under attack!

Tw: Violence, blood (nothing graphic)

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Chapter 13:

Radio Siege Part 1: Technical Difficulties

Mimzy was waiting for Angel Dust at the Cannibal Colony border to safely escort him to the others, but the spider was in such a determined rush that he breezed right past her before she could stop him. Mimzy turned, about to call out his name. He couldn't just run through the colony right now - the cannibals were in such a frenzy they would bite off that graceful boy's limbs instantly. But she was stunned instead to see demons approach, fangs bared, only for Angel to shove right through them without fear. He landed punches, kneed one demon in the gut, and scratched another one's face with three of his hands.

Mimzy knew now, without a doubt, that boy must be absolutely gone over Alastor - only love could make a person fight so fearlessly.

But there wasn't time to marvel at the impressive display. Before Angel could hurt anyone or get hurt, Mimzy forced herself to stop the madness by running into the fray, hissing and glowing her eyes at the demons around them, and grabbing Angel's hand.

Angel glared down at her, eyes glowing. "Get the fuck off of me! I need-"

"Angel Dust!" Mimzy shouted. "I'm Mimzy - I know Alastor's mentioned me. I'm here to take you to Rosie and Cherri! And to make sure you don't get eaten along the way!"

Angel's eyes stopped glowing. "Mimzy… Mimzy yeah, of course. I—we've gotta go! Where are those two?"

"This way!" Mimzy led him along swiftly, claws bared on one hand to slash at any eager demons until they were in sight of the Emporium. She rushed Angel through the doors and shut them tight behind her.

Rosie and Cherri were standing together. Angel raced over to them. "Cherri, why the fuck did you come here? You're AFRAID of cannibals!"

"Fuck, shut up, I'm NOT!" Cherri blushed, scowling. "I-I just—"

"What's most important is that we're all here together now," Rosie started, calm and confident. "And Cherri's here, Angel, because cares about you more than she's afraid of any of us - that's all you need to know."

Angel smiled…but then he raised an eyebrow and looked back and forth between the two ladies. And then something clicked. "Wait…" his eyes widened, "Oh my god, have you two been meeting in secret for some stupid matchmaking thing between me and Al? You seriously COORDINATED?" He threw up his arms and scowled at his best friend. "And you didn't tell me! What the hell, Cherri?"

Cherri clenched her fists at her sides. "Hey! If you and Radio Head would put more energy into giving each other a shot and less into pretending you don't have some crazy hot chemistry, Rosie and I wouldn't have had to do any of this!"

"Oh, well, that's just great! Thank you, Rosie and Cherri!" Angel crossed his arms and turned his scowl to Mimzy. "You in on this too, Mimz? Like, really, how big does the conspiracy go?" Mimzy shrugged awkwardly. Angel glared at everyone. "Well, just a note for the future - Alastor and I both told each other about each of your little suggestive suggestions and NOTHING HAPPENED! AND NOTHING'S GOING TO HAPPEN!" He nearly had tears in his eyes. "But he's still my friend and I still give a serious damn about him and I'm NOT going to let him get hurt! So let's just get the fuck out of here!" He was shaking now, full of emotion. "I can't fucking believe this!"

Cherri stepped forward with a worried frown. "Angie… Look, maybe…the three of us should take care of this and you can stay here and monitor the radio or something…"

"NO!" Angel shook his head and wiped his tears away. "I am stopping this thing tonight! THOSE THREE hurt EVERYTHING in my life but not my friends…not him." He took a few deep breaths. "Rosie, Mimzy, you can help Al, right?" He glanced at each of them; his features softened. "Please. I know Al's powerful and can take care of himself, but Valentino, Vox, Velvet - those three are just…evil. They want to tear him apart. And I can't stop them alone."

Rosie stepped forward and looked into Angel's eyes. She gave a firm nod. "Mimzy pull the car around, we're going out." She reached into the pocket of her dress and tossed a set of keys to Mimzy who caught them and nodded with a grin then dashed outside. Rosie turned to Angel and Cherri. "Angel, what do you want to do and where do you need to go?"

Angel smiled, almost relieved. "There's also an airship with a pain-in-the-ass overlord heading to attack the tower. He's a non-threat but I told Val I'd take care of him, and also I don't want him to cause Al any extra trouble." Angel turned to Cherri, hesitant, frowning. "Cherri, do you…want to help with Pen or whatever….?"

Cherri frowned and grabbed his shoulders. "Of course I'll help! Why would you ask like there's any chance I wouldn't?!"

"I-I don't…"

She scowled, a tear at the edge her eye. "Look, I'm sorry if whatever Rosie and I were trying to do backfired and hurt you! We messed up, okay? But you are my best bitch and I will always have your back! I will fight tooth and nail and go down swinging in a fiery explosion if it means helping you and your corny Cannibal 'friend who's a guy'. And if I made you think for even a second that you couldn't count on me just know that I'll never do anything to make you doubt me again!"

Angel smiled and them wrapped his arms around Cherri in a tight hug. She blinked then hugged him back. They separated, grinning.

"Let's break some eggs, Angie!"

"Like old times, baby!"

An old-fashioned car horn honked. Cherri and Angel raced outside followed by Rosie.

There was Mimzy, driving an absolute relic of an automobile - a red roadster with a canopy-covered backseat and an open front seat. She waved. "Get in and let's motor!"

Rosie smiled then glanced over her shoulder as she walked past Angel and Cherri. "It'll be a bumpy ride, especially since the streets are probably littered with bodies. You two should hold on tight in the back seat." She primly entered the car beside Mimzy.

Angel and Cherri got into the back set and shut the door. And then with a shift of gears the car took off at a fast clip through the streets, heading to the tower.

Angel and Cherri clutched the seats, trying to keep themselves steady.

"Shit," Cherri looked around, "this thing was clearly made before the era of seatbelts."

"Ugh, I'm never gonna take Charlie's limo for granted again," Angel moaned.

They shared a small smile.

Then Cherri frowned a little. "Angie," her voice was low, "I'm…really sorry if we made anything awkward for you and Alastor. We were just trying to help. But I still should have told you…"

"It's okay." Angel smiled and nodded, his gaze down. "I know you just did it because you care about us. But…hey, it just turns out he and I really are better as friends. So no harm, no foul."

Cherri furrowed her brow for a moment. "But…you actually do like this guy, Angel…don't you?" It was more of a statement than a question - Cherri knew her friend.

Angel blushed a little. He swallowed and his voice was very quiet. "I like having him as a friend. I…don't want to even try anything else if it means losing that friendship. And at the end of the day, he doesn't have feelings for me, Cherri - I'm not even sure if he does for anyone. I mean, he had a chance to say something, but he didn't. So the answer must be no" He shrugged. "We shared about what you two did, we both laughed at the coincidence, we talked about our friendship. End of story."

"Wait, that's it? That's seriously all you said to each other?"

"Yeah."

Cherri punched him in the arm.

Angel blinked and scowled at her. "Hey!"

She scowled right back. "So what you're telling me is you two idiots are STILL being idiots. You didn't actually talk to each other about anything - you're just guessing and assuming and being dramatic again! Did you ever think that, oh, I don't know, maybe Radio Head kept a lid on his own special feelings, whatever they are, because you didn't admit yours either?" She shook her head. "Fuck, Angel - when this is over, sit down and be straight with each other! You're a good fucking friend and he's a grown up - he's not going to scamper off because of a conversation about feelings!"

Angel's eyes were wide and his face was flushed very much.

Then Rosie spoke up with a grin and a glance back at them. "I have to agree with Cherri - you two boys are the most coy creatures I've ever seen. Perhaps this little adventure will encourage a direct confession on both your parts." She winked.

Mimzy glanced back at them too. "You'll probably have to confess first - Alastor keeps his feelings buried pretty deep. He needs a sweet boy like you to help coax them out." She laughed and turned back to the road.

"O-Okay," Angel stuttered, trying to scowl again. "Can we not talk about this anymore? Alastor and I… we'll handle things. What's most important right now is keeping him in one piece."

Cherri took his hand, squeezed, and smiled. Angel smiled a little back at her. They looked out of the front of the car. The radio tower loomed ahead and the airship loomed above them.

A limo pulled into a shadowy alley beside the radio tower, and three overlords got out.

Velvet skipped to the corner and grinned. "We're here! Finally! Time for a fun night!"

Valentino looked up at the tower. "First we need to get in - we have to be stealthy. Vox!"

Vox trudged out of the car, a headache already coming on. "What?" He replied, with just a bit of acid in his tone.

Valentino sneered at him. "Go through your camera feeds. Do you see a clean way to get in?"

Vox sighed and straightened up a little. "We don't need one. That radio booth of his is sound proof. We could bust down the front door with a sledgehammer and he won't know. Trust me."

Valentino raised an eyebrow, skeptical.

Vox shrugged, scowling. "I've been here before, okay?"

Velvet beamed, giggling. Valentino sighed deeply and shook his head.

"Don't say a fucking word! I did have an afterlife before I hooked up with the two of you, you know!" Vox stomped past them. "Let's just get in and do this. And afterwards, I'm drinking ALL THE LIQUOR in the limo!" He headed to the front of the tower, and they followed after him.

Hidden in shadow across the street, Rosie and Mimzy watched the movements of the three overlords from their parked car. They had already dropped off Angel and Cherri.

Mimzy bared her fangs. "if we're going to eat them, can I call the dame? She looks like a little cake, and I do love sweets."

"Hmm…" Rosie smiled darkly. "Now Mimzy, there's no need to eat them. You and I are demons of status - we don't dine on trash."

Mimzy sighed. "True. Plus, look at the other two offerings - a big moth and a walking moving picture screen? It's like a choice between gross out or eternal indigestion."

Rosie laughed. "Still, the fear of being eaten alive is a powerful one. And some of our cannibal acquaintances do choose to indulge in a little junk food when they get worked into a frenzy by Alastor." She grinned at Mimzy. "I propose we invite some more guests to this party. Someone really needs to remind those three just how much support Alastor has in these parts."

Mimzy's smile grew and her eyes narrowed. She dug under the seat and produced paper and a fountain pen. "I'll write the notes, you call the ravens."

Rosie nodded and snapped her fingers. Over cannibal colony, dozens of black birds proceeded to flock to their location and were soon dispatched.

Soon, through the streets of Cannibal Colony, a growing mob of eager flesh-eaters followed a flock of ravens in the direction of the tower, all cheering Alastor's name and ready to make the evening one hell of a night.

Alastor was almost at the climax of his show, and pure homicidal rapture had overtaken him. He was in his most terrifying demon form - limbs elongated, antlers so ornate they grazed the ceiling, eyes that just spinning red dials in round pools of darkness, and claws that grew to rip through the ends of his gloves. Blood covered his face and pooled on the floor beneath the squid demon who barely breathed, all tentacles gone (and eaten) but one. And yet Alastor was still so empty inside - his only hope was that the rich meat of the heart would fill him and add to his power as well.

Sounds of distortion echoed throughout the room. "TIME WE GOT TO THE HEART OF THE MATTER, FOLKS!" The Radio Demon hovered over his prey.

And then through the windows of his booth Alastor saw an unfortunate disruption to an otherwise flawless radio show - an airship in range of his tower and approaching fast. Where had he seen… He snapped his fingers. A window opened, and he could hear someone.

"Ha ha!" A familiar voice taunted from a loudspeaker. "No one brings down Sir Pentious for long! You'll rue the day you dared to snub me, Radio Demon!"

That snake: the one who had attacked the hotel. The one who Angel liked to attack. Angel…

"And don't think you can stop me with your crass tentacles again so easily - I have a new trick up my sleeve this time! Egg Bois - fire the water canon!" Suddenly the radio tower shook as a high-pressure stream of water shot out of a gun attached to the airship. Then the snake spoke again, this time in perturbed surprise. "Hey - what! Oh, it's that vile bomb woman and that spider…. Get them!" The water gun stopped and now explosions began.

Alastor's breathing became ragged. Part of him wanted to tear apart the squid demon. Part of him wanted to tear apart the snake demon. Part of him wanted to find 'the spider' - to find Angel - and… Oh Angel… And if Angel ever saw him like this, Alastor knew he wouldn't want to be friends or anything else… He was a monster destroying other monsters, but a monster just the same. And Angel would be afraid of him one day in due time.

The squid moaned, its final tentacle flapping. Alastor's shadow appeared, also looking larger and more menacing. It eyed Alastor in concern and suspicion. Alastor's dead eyes went to the shadow and his breathing became a bit more controlled again. "Yes!" He hissed. "The show must go on!" His menacing smile grew. "And it looks like we have company! Perhaps a second guest for a GRAND FINALE!" He laughed and his shadow grinned then joined with Alastor again, making dark shadows and symbols swirl over the deer demon's head. "BUT FOR NOW LET'S FINISH WITH OUR FIRST ONE!"

The snake would wait. And then the snake would die. And no more thinking about Angel; there was just himself and his guest and his hunger. Two dark tears fell from his eyes.

Alastor was too caught up in the moment to hear the radio booth door burst open.

But suddenly there was a crack in the air and then something was around his body, pulling. Alastor turned to see…Valentino, Vox, and Velvet. Valentino held the handle of a whip that was now wrapped around Alastor's chest. There was a flicker of fear in the moth and television's eyes. But the little one in the dress laughed as she pulled out a knife and threw it expertly to lodge in Alastor's shoulder. Black blood flowed and he screamed in rage. Vox raced to the enclosed sound panel of the booth, stuck his hand underneath the board into some wires, and generated a quick blast of electricity. The On Air light went off.

They had ended his show. NO ONE ended his shows except for himself.

Alastor was so hungry and they would make such a better meal than the squid: a true main course. He shredded the whip with his claws and came for them.

Velvet took out her shard, tucked behind her back, and grinned as she led the charge forward to fight.

At the airship, Angel and Cherri were holding out walking the fine line between keeping Sir Pentious at bay and kicking his ass. They couldn't take down the ship and risk it crashing into the tower, but they also couldn't let Pentious get off any lucky shots that might hurt the Radio Demon either.

Unfortunately, striking this balance was taking a lot of energy and planning. Cherri and Angel panted as a bomb put a big dent into one side of the ship.

"Radio Head…better be really fucking impressed…" Cherri had her hands on her knees, catching her breath. "Ripping this idiot to shreds is one thing - just winging him constantly is another, especially when it's so tempting to blow him to pieces and turn his damn crew into an omelette every time he opens his condescending mouth!"

"Shit, I know…" Angel took a deep breath in and out. "We're not trained for controlled burns. All six of his arms came out, each bearing a different gun - he scowled with a determined glare. "But I'll be fucking damned again before I let Pen fuck up anything going on with Al right now."

"Whoa, Angie," Cherri grinned and raised her eyebrow, "I've never seen you get so macho before! You planning to carry Alastor down from that building in your arms or something too?"

Angel flushed and instantly looked away awkwardly. "Sh-Shut up, no! I just don't want anything to happen to my friend - I'd be the same way about you." He grinned and shrugged.

She smirked, hands on her hips. "Uh huh… So these daring heroics are entirely average behavior for you?"

"Right!"

"You're just a demon who enjoys giving a solid ass kicking for the right reason?"

"Who doesn't?"

"You only orchestrated this whole 'good deed' to impress the princess and maybe get a few rounds of free drinks at the hotel bar from the grumpy cat who runs it?"

"It would be a perk!"

"And you fantasize about Alastor how often?"

"Just late at night when I can't sleep!"

"Ha!" Cherri pointed at Angel, grinning wide. "Got you!"

Angel blinked and flushed completely, his confident smirk gone. "Fuck!" He grabbed her shoulders, his eyes narrowed desperately. "Fine, I got a thing for the classy son-of-a-bitch, okay? What I just said is NEVER repeated to anyone else ever - alive, dead, or in between!"

Cherri nodded and removed his hands, still grinning. "I'm just satisfied I got you to admit it out loud to yourself. Whenever you want to admit it to Radio Head too is fine by me." She swallowed, considering. "I think he's…got a lot of bad baggage, Angie. And I don't want you to get overwhelmed. But I also think you're good for each other somehow."

"Attention, ingrates below!" Pentious called out. "That's quite enough of your interference! This is a duel between two overlord gentlemen!"

She looked to the air ship, smirking. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to remind this Victorian bastard that bitches have rights down in hell!" She lit a bomb.

Angel sighed, still blushing. "Just don't take out the water canon - it's his last weapon, and if he has none at all then he might crash the ship into the tower just for fun - "

And then the radio tower's antenna stopped glowing.

Cherri and Angel's eyes widened for a moment. Then Cherri realized the lit bomb was still in her hand (and about to blow) - she quickly lobbed it at the ship, taking out a deck of Egg Bois.

She looked back at Angel - he was still staring at the tower. "Cherri, could Pen have…?"

"I don't think so, Angel." Cherri shook her head. "It must have been—"

Angel turned to her. "I need you to handle Pentious by yourself. I've got to go help Al!"

"But if Val or the others see you in there, they'll know your on Alastor's side, not theirs."

"Fuck 'em!" Angel scowled. "Fuck 'em and what they know and whatever bitchy thing they'll do to me about it." He blushed. "I like Smiles A LOT - and I'm not gonna let him get hurt because I'm too busy hiding it!"

Cherri grinned and nodded. "Alastor's making you willing to finally tell off those three. I like this relationship already. I'll play Pen like a fucking fiddle. Go get your man, Angie."

Angel blushed more but then nodded with a grateful smile and rushed to the tower.

Cherri watched him go then pulled out a few more bombs. "All right, time to stall Pen in my favorite way - making the bastard monologue. It's almost too easy." She caught a rope trailing off the airship and began to climb. In a few moments she was at a window leading to the deck. She looked out at the tower and saw Angel reach the building. She shattered the window to haul herself aboard with a smirk. "Here's Cherri!" She pulled out two lit bombs, ready to throw.

"Egad!" Sir Pentious, at the helm, recoiled at the sight of her. "How many times do I have to kill you, girl?"

"The only thing you kill is all the fun in hell!" She tossed her bombs and scrambled half a dozen Egg Bois on either side of her.

"Oh ha ha!" Sir Pentious rolled his eyes. "Well, we'll see about that when my water canon blasts Alastor's tower to bits!" He held his finger high, ready to press a very large button.

Cherri's eye widened. She had to stop him before her brought the tower down on Angel and Alastor and everyone else. "Hold up! I'm RIGHT HERE to kick your ass, and you're busy messing around with another overlord? Talk about rude!"

Sir Pentious glared at her. "I am NOT rude, little missy!" He pointed. "Egg Bois, seize her!" The Egg Bois did their best to swarm Cherri, though they mostly just tottered around and bumped into each other.

Cherri dodged them and smirked - she had to keep Pentious talking. "Heard you got your ass kicked a few weeks ago - I mean, after the ass-kicking Angel and I gave you! Are you just a glutton for punishment or something?" She cracked two Eggs together and smirked.

Sir Pentious hissed and grabbed his ray gun. "We'll see who is punishing whom! I'll blast you and your spider friend right out of hell!" He paused and glanced around then raised an eyebrow. "Where is your spider friend?"

"Aww, you do have a crush on Angel?"

Sir Pentious fumed. "No! Why do you two think I'm so eager for sexual favors?" He fired at Cherri but missed.

She dodged to one side and shrugged. "Eh, just seems like you would be desperate since you can't possibly get any."

Pentious shook his fist and powered up the gun again. "That is none of your business, harlot!" He fired and blasted a few overjoyed Egg Bois as Cherri dodged again. "Besides, I'm not in this neighborhood of hell for pleasure, I'm here for business! Alastor struck the first blow against me, and I demand satisfaction to the challenge!"

Cherri laughed and tossed a few bombs over her shoulder at Sir Pentious who ducked with wide eyes. "So now you've got a hard on for Alastor too?"

"Be quiet!"

Cherri leapt to the helm, snatched the ray gun right out of his hands, and pointed it at Sir Pentious. He held up his hands in surrender but she just laughed and turned to the Egg Bois. "Hey, who wants to get shot with the ray gun?"

The Egg Bois clambered over themselves, all begging for a blast with big smiles as they stampeded the helm. Cherri jumped away with the gun as Sir Pentious was trampled. She was going to have some serious fun keeping the snake busy.

Rosie and Mimzy had entered the tower - the other cannibals would follow shortly, but Rosie thought it prudent that she and Mimzy be in an established attack position before the ravenous cavalry arrived. They were prepared to enter the radio booth and find a thoroughly demonic Alastor holding those three low-class demons at bay and perhaps deciding who to take a bite of first to make an example of these overlords who dared attack him.

Instead they were mildly startled when explosions began nearby and water leaked through the ceiling as something hit the building's side…then they were quite disturbed when the tower antenna went dark…and finally they were aghast when they entered the booth and discovered Alastor raging and wounded as Valentino and Velvet cornered him while Vox dared to touch Alastor's soundboard and transmitter.

Rosie moved across the room at a swift speed, ripped Vox away from the controls, and tossed him into Valentino - the two demons crashed to the floor.

A hazy Vox ended up on top of Valentino, blinked, blushed, then scowled and rolled off. They both struggled to stand up on the floor that was slippery with blood. Rosie approached and towered over them - her form had become more demonic now, her eyes glowing and her fangs so bright. "This is a closed set. I'm afraid you'll have to be dispatched - immediately."

"Hey," Valentino gripped onto Vox and got himself standing, "no bitch tells me what to do."

"Shit, that's Rosie." Vox hissed as he scrambled to finally stand. "Val, maybe you shouldn't…"

Rosie's head cocked to the side at an unnatural angle. "Allow me to be the first then," she replied to Valentino. Her claws extended. "Such foul language - I ought to wash your mouth out with soap. Or rip your tongue out and have a snack to whet my appetite!" She slashed at both of them, scratching Vox's screen and tearing through Valentino's coat to scratch his chest. He winced and Vox glitched. And Rosie was just getting started…

Across the room, Mimzy had Velvet in her sights. "You look like you're full of cake - that means after I eat you, I'll get some dessert too!"

Velvet laughed. "Not if I bake you into something first!" She pulled out more of her knives. "I didn't know Alastor had anyone who cared."

"You mean unlike you?" Mimzy smirked.

Velvet's smile remained but her look darkened. "Here, little Cannibal - Aunty Velvet wants to play!" Velvet launched and Mimzy ducked and clawed half of her dress to pieces as Velvet just managed to slice her arm. Mimzy turned to Velvet with an evil smile - her form become more demonic and her eyes glowed.

And meanwhile Alastor was in the middle of the room, still in his full-blown demonic form. His eyes darted around, overwhelmed by the fights on either side of the room and the fading corpse of the squid demon on the floor, and the bombs outside, and the pain deep in his heart that was growing and growing. and all the fresh and old and warm and cold blood in the air. As blood flowed from the cut in his arm, some tentacles popped up from the floor, waving wildly, following the craze in Alastor's mind. He felt like a shark that was going mad by being surrounded by blood. He couldn't pick one thing to lash out at so he wanted to lash out at everything - the room and all of hell. His tentacles grew and he screamed and the tower shook and more of his tears fell.

Angel heard the scream as he got to the tower and felt the shaking, and even though he'd never heard Alastor make a sound like that, somehow he knew it was him. He had to get to him. He could do something good as long as he could get to him.

Angel pulled out the rest of his arms and decided to climb the tower so he could still keep an eye on Pen and not risk running into Valentino or Vox or Velvet in the staircase. He couldn't think up a plan until he knew exactly what was going on in there. But he knew that tonight Alastor was going to come safely back to the hotel with him, no matter what.

Cherri had quickly gotten bored running circles around Sir Pentious and decided on a new approach to keeping him distracted. The snake liked to gloat and there was no better way to get him to gloat than to let him think he had won. So Cherri had let the Egg Bois 'capture her'. Honestly, they'd been so eager to get shot by the ray gun in her hands that they had almost swarmed her to death, but she'd let one of them get the gun and then after another cry of 'Seize her!' from Sir Pentious, they had all tied her up.

Sure enough, Sir Pentious slithered forward with a smug smile. "Well, well, well - looks like without your precious spider gunman to back you up, your explosive attacks don't have enough spark to outwit me! Ha!" He laughed. When the Egg Bois didn't join him, he nudged a few with his tail and they laughed goofily.

"Oh no, whatever shall I do?" Cherri rolled her eyes to the side. "You've got me now."

"And about time too!" Sir Pentious crossed his arms. "You've been quite the disruption to my work. I put all of my time and effort and funds into crafting my airship with my own hands! My status is all I have - who are you to taint it?" With his nose held high, he turned and went back to the helm. "And I can't help that my only backup are the ludicrous Egg Bois I create."

Cherri frowned. Yikes, this guy had nothing going for him other than these stupid attacks and his dumb ship and these freaky, needy Eggs. Maybe she'd throw him a bone and NOT completely kick his ass when she got out of here. After all, he was sort of helping Angie and Alastor even if he didn't know it. But for now she still had to keep him distracted. "Uh…hey, how do you make these Egg guys anyway? And these ships? What were you in life, some kind of fucked up engineer?"

Sir Pentious paused and then beamed and turned to her. "Would you really like to know? About my processes and my Eggs and my genius designs?"

Fuck no, she wanted to know none of it. But she loved Angel. "Y-Yes…" Cherri made herself reply through gritted teeth.

"Well then!" The snake demon clapped his hands twice and some Egg Bois came forward with tea cups and a pot for him and Cherri. "I was a true visionary in my time up top, yet I never had the chance to invent. But down here, why not seize the day! My Eggs start with a very simple process…"

Cherri sighed and prepared herself for a long chat as one of the Egg Bois brought the cup to her mouth to sip. Movement down on the ground caught her attention and she looked through a window. There were demons in the streets, coming from…all over the colony. Cannibals were heading to the tower. Cherri swallowed back some bile and suddenly felt very grateful to be safe up in the air, Sir Pentious or no Sir Pentious. She bit her lip and hoped Angie was doing okay as the snake rambled on.

And meanwhile, at the Hazbin Hotel, Louise, Charlie and a very sleepy Niffty watched for any sign of Alastor and Angel returning home. They didn't know about the Radio Tower attack yet, but something about the evening and far off explosions told them tonight was going to be a rough night in hell.

A/N:

In the next chapter, the battle concludes and Angel and Alastor find each other together again. Thank you for reading and reviewing if you can!

Take care!

-Azure129