♡ 1st Dose ♡

[itsytitsyspider]

[Action]

[Oh man, it had been a wild past 24 hours. The reality of the situation hasn't fully sunk in yet. Being whisked away to some fairy dream land? Yeah right. The spider was still convinced that this was all in his head.... despite on how real everything felt. How else could you explain the current state of affairs Angel found himself in? If you told him yesterday that he was going to be trashed falling into a magic booze spouting fountain and wake up next to the Radio Demon himself only wearing one of his red button downs, he would have laughed your ass right out the door. Not... that he was complaining. The deer had made himself quite at home, nestled up against Angel's soft white fur, arms draped around his waist. But seriously? How could this not be a dream? What he wouldn't give to have his Hellphone right now to snap a picture. Welp, next best thing was not to wake the sleeping fawn and have him realized what he did allllllllll night~

Letting out a long sigh, Angel shifted in Alastor's double bed. What the Hell Al? Why you have such a large bed to yourself? Expecting company? There was still a dull thumb in his temples from the events of yesterday as he took in his surroundings. Good lord, Smiles needed an interior decorator cause this place was sparce. Good thing he was there to liven up the place... Yeah, yeah... Smiles said he could only stay one night but good luck with that. Officially moved in. What was he going to do with all this space? Shaking his head at himself, Angel's eyes rolled over to spot his journal resting on the nightstand. Well well well... That was one way the past the time until Sleeping Beauty here woke up.

Carefully with his secondary set of hands, the spider scooted his body to sit up right, plucking the book up with his primary hands. Angel's brows furrowed slightly staring at its plain cover. That was going to have to change... But that was for later. Right now, he was remembering what that long nose pig creature told him when he first arrived. Somehow this was meant to be used to communicate with the residence here? What did he look like? Some pre-teen girl writing her most private of thoughts? Ha! We shall see if that was true or not. Collecting writing utensils from the nightstand drawer Angel set off to work, totally not taking any of this seriously.]


[Network]

Sender: Angel Dust
To: Everyone
Subject: My Dream Journal~♡
Warning: Angel Dust being Angel Dust....

[Across everyone's journal comes a beautifully hand written entry in bright pink curly lettering. Looks like some middle schooler's private dairy... doodles in the corners included.]

Comments

[Action Forever] Oh my God, I almost choked laughing at that journal page.

[lonelysmiles]

[It probably seems weird to Angel that Alastor smiles in his sleep. Not the face-splitting, very unsettling grin of his waking hours, but it's there all the same.]

[Right now his ambient static is humming away as usual though his head is starting to throb at that. It isn't helped when his internal receiver starts glitching again, adding a soft high-pitched whine to the static. He gives a soft groan as he hugs the soft pillow tighter, trying to bury his face in it even as he wished it was cooler.]

Sender: Mammon

[stupidmammon]

[ Part of him really wanted to tease him about the ridiculous journal entry. I mean c'mon! What was he, a teenage human girl going all gaga over his favorite boyband?? Buuuuut, he might have been a tiny bit flattered about the doodle of abs. There's no way that doodle could be about Alastor. That man is a skinny as a twig. Not that mammon was one to talk ]

Coulda made 'em a little bigger. I mean if ya wanted to go for accuracy an' all

sender : mei

[itsgunnabe_mei]

[ Mei just about does a triple take. That journal entry is... well, being a middle schooler, almost like her own! Doodles and all!

Not to mention, there's some important details in here!!! ]

ARE YOU DATING MISTER ALASTOR????

[ But what about Niffty? GASP - is it a love triangle?! SHE NEEDS DEETS. AND POPCORN. ]

[Action] Glad you liked it, haha

[itsytitsyspider]

[Feeling the deer stir at his side, Angel glanced up from his notebook to stare at the still sleeping fawn. Man, he slept like the dead. The hum of static wasn't anything new. By not it was a soothing white-noise that lulled him to sleep. Heh, oh boy, Al was in for shock when he woke up.

But then a new sound cut through the static, causing the smile on Angel's face to fade. That.... was new. And a particularly alarming noise at that. Has he just hung over? He had to admit he had never witnessed Alastor in such a state before.]

... Smiles?

[itsytitsyspider]

[Well fuck him. This journal thing actually worked. Oh no, he was given too much power. The havoc he could cause. This was going to be fun. Also, welcome to the joke Mammon. Glad you could join him.]

Oh my bad~ Care to correct my imagination with an in person demo?

[itsytitsyspider]

[Mister Alastor? What was Smiles going around telling people? Welp, this was going to be fun. He really shouldn't be unsupervised. Alastor was going to kill him when he woke up. BUT! That was neither here or there. So.....]

Oh yeah, me and Smiles are SUPER serious. I just got here and he already asked me to move in~

How do you know my Strawberry Prince?

[stupidmammon]

I mean I would, but I would just hate to break Alastor's heart an' all.

[itsytitsyspider]

Smile's a big boy. I'm sure he won't mind. I'm too much for one man to handle. You should try it out~

[stupidmammon]

Mrs. Smiles I think you just admitted to being unfaithful. Better hope Mr. Smiles doesn't take the house and kids.

Sender: Emet-Selch

[recreator]

Oh for the love of

You do realize that you have just graced all of us with your disgustingly detailed romantic pinings, do you not?

[itsytitsyspider]

First of all its 'Mrs. Radio Demon'. Get it right. Its right there in the corner. And second, he knows I'm a porn star. Infidelity comes with the territory.

[itsytitsyspider]

And you're welcome~ You know how long it took me to draw those pictures?

Oh hun... If you want me to get disgusting detailed, I can. I thought that was rather tame.

[stupidmammon]

Oh. My bad. I guess I was too distracted by your mental glitter pen that your official name just slipped away~

[lonelysmiles]

[Alastor doesn't sleep often but when he does, he doesn't half-ass it.]

[He drifts far closer to consciousness than he wants to, but he needs to ride out the glitch. With clear effort, he takes slow, shuddering breaths as his head threatens to split in two.]

[The sound of the nickname prods him into opening one eye into a slit, gazing at the soft white-and-pink pillow he was clutching. Only it's not a pillow.]

[There's a shriek of microphone feedback as Alastor rockets himself off of the bed, landing hard on his tailbone as white-hot pain temporarily blinds him. It's an embarrassing display to say the least.]

[itsytitsyspider]

That's cause you all lack style. But don't think I've forgotten about the cafe, Mams.

Where did all that tough guy talk go?

[stupidmammon]

I mean it ain't gonna be any fun if I just cave right away, right~?

[ is his excuse for being embarrassed... ]

[itsytitsyspider]

That all depends if what I'm chasin' is worth my time. I think someone is a afraid that he can't put his money where his mouth it at.

[itsytitsyspider]

[Angel watched as realization flickered across Alastor's face. Yep, that pillow was not a pillow. The starlet could swear Al let a bit of drool on him. But that wicked grin spread across his face as Smiles bolted from the bed as if he was on fire.

Closing the journal, he placed it on the nightstand to roll over on his stomach, his long legs coiling up behind him.]

Good morning Starshine~ Sleep well?

[stupidmammon]

[ Wow, don't just point out that he's broke, Angel! ]

Is that the way you see it? Cause the way I see it, I'm drawin' you in cause I ain't even tryin' to drag you in.

[itsytitsyspider]

Oh really? So you weren't eye fucking me at the cafe? Feel like I should have charged ya. Rides aren't free.

[stupidmammon]

Says the one who climbed right into my lap like it was no big deal.

[itsytitsyspider]

Oh babe, it wasn't a BIG deal. I couldn't feel it~

[stupidmammon]

Couldn't feel—

TO HELL YA DIDN'T FEEL NOTHIN!

[itsytitsyspider]

What? As you said, I was riiiiiight up on your lap. Unless you got a retractable dick, I felt nothing on my thigh. Smooooth and flat. Not even an ant hill.

[stupidmammon]

I'm callin' absolute bs!

[ if he wanted a reaction out of mammon, he's definitely getting it now. ]