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    Vaggie woke up in the middle of the night when she heard a loud static dip. She slowly got up from the bed she shared with Charlie, careful not to wake the princess, and poked her head out through the door, her spear in hand. She heard a song begin to play on the radio downstairs, barely loud enough to hear.

    Or the time Vaggie was reminded of the fact that Alastor had once been human, and this was hell for him, too.

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    “Vox,” Alastor says, with saintlike patience. He may as well practice, given how much he’s obviously going to need it imminently. “I really do think that you should, at a minimum, bring flowers.”

    “She’s a high-powered businesswoman,” Vox dismisses. “I know you’re old-fashioned, Al, but Velvette’s right. Powerful women don’t actually like being treated like a hot date you can bribe with flowers and chocolates.”

    God help them all. No, really. Is it too late to start praying?

    “This is a terrible time for your feminist awakening,” Alastor snaps. “You said it yourself—Rosie is my dearest friend. And as bribes go, she likes roses.”

    Vox narrows his eyes at Alastor with actual hurt in them. Oh, what now.

    “I can’t believe you’re actually admitting it,” he says.

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    (In his grand campaign to win the favor of every major Overlord, Vox may have met his match with Rosie. Good thing he has his old pal Alastor to help!)

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    “Your mistake, Velvette, is assuming that they tolerated me,” Alastor quips—and freezes only for a moment when Velvette gives up the goat and just starts wholesale magicking new clothes onto his body in rapid succession. Nevertheless, he carries on. “You can’t be popular with other Overlords and disrespect them. You’ll have to choose.”

    “Oh yeah?” Velvette scoffs. “How does that explain Vox then?”

    Alastor smiles unkindly.

    “You and I aren’t Vox.”

    (In which Velvette and Alastor become unlikely friends, Vox does his best impression of a bird flying straight towards a glass door, and Alastor gaslights too close to the sun. Set during the time that Vox filmed his joint venture commercial at Carmine Industries, and a short time thereafter.)

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    Sometimes the memories still feel like a fuckin’ fever dream. Vivid jeweled colours that are blurring around the edges; muffled voices and music that snap into crisp clarity only in time for him to recall the last few words or notes. The familiar weight of a friendly hand on his shoulder; of hooded ruby eyes gleaming warmly. And now he’s waxing poetic again, like a sentimental fool—but it's hardly the first time, and doesn’t it say it all that he’s still never learned?

    The alcohol probably doesn’t help. Or maybe it does—even after several decades the jury’s still out on that one, and he’ll sure as shit never find out otherwise.

    Husk reminisces, and Alastor interrupts.

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    Alastor wonders, sometimes, whether Vox is trying to map the boundaries of what he will endure, to find the point where his pride will shatter, to see if the Radio Demon will finally, truly break for him.

    The thought is unsettling. He does not like the idea that the old Vox would have taken the same surrender given the chance. It is easier, perhaps, to treat his friend’s shortcomings as a fault of modernity.

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