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“I get it now,” Vox says. Alastor blinks wildly up at him, utterly contextless as to what that’s meant to be referring to.
“What?” He’s extremely aware that he shouldn’t ask, but he hates not knowing something.
“Why your antlers are so small, babe. It’s ’cause you’re not a real stag, right? Whatever deer you’re based on, she’s a doe.”
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In which Alastor has always been a man, but Vox’s attitude to the situation is unfortunately rather backwards.
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- Part 10 of [redacted]’s hazbin fic collection
