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Alastor slumped against the Radio tower's wall. Blood was gushing out of him by the second. Ow.
Adam. That son of a gun. He took his electric guitar and cut opened Alastor. He had to retreat to his Tower.
More blood was spilling out, and Alastor could feel his eye sight blur. He closed his eyes and fell into a painful sleep.
"Wake up, Loser!"
Alastor jolted awake. Standing in front of him was Vox. He noticed Vox holding an Angelic dagger.
"Here to finish me off, I suppose," Alastor said.
"How did you know?" He said as he stepped towards Alastor. "Maybe it's the dagger."
" if you are going to kill me, " Alastor trembled, "Make it quick."
" Ha! You're funny. I'm going to let you suffer and cty. Then, I will kill you. How does sitting through the pain sound? Fun? "
"Vox, just kill me. Why are you holding back?"
" We...Well, I want you to suffer! " Vox sputtered nervously.
"Is it possible that the Picture box has a crush on the infamous Radio Demon who he has been rivals with for over 7 years?"
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Ah! No!" Vox blushed.
" come over here, Voxy, " Alastor said as he patted the spot next to him.
Vox sat next to the Radio Demon without hesitation.
Alastor placed his head on Vox's shoulder. "Can you stay here why I heal?"
Vox 's screen turned pink. "Yeah, I can."
With that, Alastor fell asleep on the TV demon's shoulder.
How did he know that I had a crush on him?