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Summary
"So, Angel, I totally get where you're coming from. And trust me, we already got rid of the big-screen TV Vox gave us when he visited—which, again, I am so sorry about. But I don't think he can spy on us through one of these older models. And, well...you're not our only guest anymore. We want to hold space for you, but we have to consider our other patrons, too, and what they—"
Charlie cut herself off with a startled hiccup at the sound of exploding glass. She and Angel stared at the television set, green smoke billowing out of its now-broken screen. Then they turned their attention to Alastor, who stood on the other side of the parlor. His smile was placid, but his shadow writhed, and his cane was glowing.
"One down!" he said cheerfully. Then, beckoning to the staircase, he said to Angel, "Care to lend me a hand with the rest of them, my good fellow?"
It only took a few more seconds for Angel to overcome his shock. "Oh," he said, cracking all three pairs of knuckles, "fuck yeah."
Series
- Part 2 of Alastor's Post-Finale Bonding Sessions