Been busy with my personal life and thought why not give something for everyone a preview. With that, he is the first scene I've written for the next chapter. This might change in the future as I may focus on A Hunter's Guide for Running a Hotel, Dead or Alive: rivals and Halo: Galactic Wars

Oh, and the TV Trope page REALLY needs to be updated. The Disquieting One can't be the only one who is doing the update.

Anyway, let's get onto the chapter, shall we?

Caboose's Shorts

Eleven

Preview: Radio Errand

Premise: Author's been Busy. So here's what he is working on so far.

…what's the matter with your mind and your sign and oh

Hey (hey) nothin' the matter with your head

Baby, find it, come on and find it

Bear with it, baby, 'cause you're fine

"Come and jet your lumps…" Caboose finished the stanza as he sang the rest of the song in the hallway. Right now, he made his way to the main longue while waving his arms side to side. Feeling energised for some reason, he decided to blast a song on his built-in headphone on his helmet that was once popular in the 1970s.

He was surprised that they didn't have the exact same music back from where he is from. But this was quickly debunked by Freckles, who was the one who uploaded all of the music on the device thanks to storing a lot of information he gathered from the data via Caboose's helmet.

Still, the idiot had to admit that he started to like this song. The only problem though…He was absolutely trashing the lyrics even though it was totally not his intention. He didn't blame himself since it is a catchy song. Perhaps it is even better than Miss Frisk's one.

Seconds into the song, he got so distracted that he wasn't aware (or paid attention as always) that he was already in the main longue, where he was waiting to partake in today's activity. While he continue singing…

"Would you please shut up, Caboose!" Husk shouted, annoyed that his morning routine has been ruined as usual.

"Oh…" Caboose stopped the music before facing the grumpy bartender to greet him. "Good morning, Hush! How's your morning been!?"

"Same as always. Although, you have used a headphones instead of blasting music so loudly every single fucking day," The Cat Alcoholic huffily responded as he took a swig of his ethanol-laced coffee. After doing so, he narrowed his eyes at him. "So, no part-time job, today?" He knew that the idiot was already rich, yet he has to keep him occupied (in much of his dismay) before he can cause any chaos.

"Yeah. Turns out my other friends don't really need me at the moment," Caboose happily replied before he raises another question. "Are you excited for today's activity!?"

"As long as you don't "help" me." The bartender snapped back to him, knowing he won't get the context. He was already done with his bullshit, and he isn't very keen on taking a literal bullet to the head once again. It happened many times during for the past two months. He isn't willing to get shot once again by this dangerous yet oblivious fool.

"Oh, that's okay!" Caboose said rather enthusiastically. "I'm actually going to help other people. Perhaps I may hang out Miss Angry Mexican Pirate. Though, she isn't too keen on my help."

"Then why not help me, my blue fellow?" A certain demon chimed in with his radio autotune.

Caboose turned his head to the literal back (Which didn't kill him much to most of the hotel residents' dismay) at the Radio Demon before shifting his whole body to the same direction. "Oh, Hello Alexander! What can I do to help!?" He wasn't too bothered in asking how he suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

"Ah, well since you asked, I've got a little shortage of an item I crave for. As much as I can easily do it, I was thinking of you doing it for me." Alastor explained through his wide smile.

"Oh, that's easy enough." Caboose spoke, "Where can I get it?"

"It's in Cannibal Town," He responded as his smile went wide. Husk noticed this but didn't care to intervene considering that this is Caboose he's speaking to. Most of the time, he didn't fully understand the context, or that he "lacked" common sense.

"Aaaaaaaahhhhhh, Cannonball Town, yeah…I remember passing that." Caboose remembered, thinking of that time he passed that town after buying Freckles' new body from Miss Caramel. Perhaps the people there are keen to seeing him again.

But that was three months ago, Despite someone having powers to expand on it, the idea of Caboose going there again seems to be more flavourful. Suffice to say. Caboose was keen to going back there.

As it was still fresh in his mind, he immediately faced back at the Overlord. "Um, where do I have to go to pick your thingy?"

Instead of giving an answer, Alastor instead handed him a cheap business card that read 'Rosie's Emporium' before taking a step back. "Just go in that store and give that to my good old friend, Rosie. She'll know what I need."

"Okay, I get onto it!" The idiot immediately replied without giving much thought on it. "And since I haven't hanged out with anyone, I'm going to invite one more person to come along with me and Freckles!" He immediately left the room to grab them.

Seeing him leave, Alastor let out an amused huff, knowing all too well on what will happen. Husk, again, noticed this and it was his turn to ask his question. "You really manipulated him into going your job?"

The Radio Demon hummed at his Servant's words. "Well, he simply didn't mind what tasked I had on mind." Fair point considering that Caboose does things without thinking. His smile widened further. 'And that bubbly personality makes him competitive with Charlie. It looks like I have to up my game if I want to be kept entertained." He chuckled to himself, knowing well what would transpire due to Caboose being so unpredictable.

Preview: Anyway I hope this event would be written down. I know that Mr Author is busy at the moment.

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