♡ 6th Dose ♡

[itsytitsyspider]

Sender: Angel Dust
To: Everyone
Subject: Drag Night??

[A message etches across everyone’s notebook. The sender seems to be uncertain on how to start, having the first few lines written before they quickly scribble it out. Most of it being colorful language choices such as: ‘Yo Hoes’ and ‘What up sluts’. Unlike their previous entry, there were no swooping letters, or that flashy pink ink.]

Hey everyone, it's your resident spider.

I know the first time I used this thing I wasn't taking it seriously. Wasn't taking anything seriously. I wasn’t expecting to be trapped here this long. HA! Jokes on me. With how things are going, it looks like I’m going to be stuck here awhile. Figured I should start trying to find my way here so I don't go insane from sheer boredom.

Yeah yeah, I know. Took me like what? Half a year? But look… I was going through some shit stuff. Been doing some reflecting, you know? I need to rediscover me, which is weird as fuck crap?.

[There was a pause in the writing.]

SO the reason why I’m writing is cause the nightlife here still royally sucks ass balls eggs. There is that little cabaret joint in town so why not use it to host a drag show? Looking for volunteers who want to take part in performing. Drag queens, kings, and everything in between. All are welcomed.

Hit me up if you’re down.

-xoxo
Angel Dust

Comments

Sender: Alastor

[lonelysmiles]

[Depending on where the spider is, Angel might hear laughter coming from the main living area of the treehouse as Alastor reads over the post before a familiar copperplate handwriting in red ink shows up.]

Not interested in being on stage myself, but I have been teaching the local shadows how to manage instruments if you're in need of live music. They're not as seasoned as my band in Hell, but they should do the trick.

[itsytitsyspider]

Really Al? That would be fucking great. We're going to need music for the acts.

Do they take requests?

[lonelysmiles]

I wouldn't offer if I wasn't serious! Honestly, the night life here in Reverein is deader than you and I combined!

They'll need time to learn the music you want them to play, but it shouldn't be too difficult. If need be, I can fill in on piano.

[itsytitsyspider]

HA! You got that right.

You can play piano? Oh be still my beating heart Al~ Such a dream boat.

[lonelysmiles]

Piano, violin, saxophone, and trumpet, actually. Keeps me occupied.

[itsytitsyspider]

Jesus Christ Al. You're a sexy one man jazz band. How the FUCK haven't you ever gotten laid is a goddamn mystery.

[lonelysmiles]

[There is a startled splotch on the page as Alastor's hand twitches erratically with a splutter at reading that.]

I never really had any interest in such things!

[itsytitsyspider]

YOU my not, but others do. Seriously, no one took a crack at you? I'm calling serious bullshit.

[lonelysmiles]

Well, there were others that certainly tried but they didn't get far.

[Honestly, if it weren't for the mistletoe, Angel never would've scored his first kiss.]

[itsytitsyspider]

Heh~ That's cause none of them are professionals like me~

[lonelysmiles]

You got a free pass with that blasted mistletoe, Angel. That's as far as you're ever getting.

[itsytitsyspider]

Aw~ Never say never Smiles~

I'm sure you thought the same thing about being seen naked~

[lonelysmiles]

[And there is nothing but a big ink splotch that takes up almost the entirety of the page.]

[Give him a moment to reset.]

[itsytitsyspider]

Man, I'm good.

Not even close to you and I made you cum.

TWICE.

Putting that on my resume.

[lonelysmiles]

Angel, for both of our sakes, I suggest you never say that to me again.