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Alastor would be alone at the hotel's living room at night while drinking tea. It's the quiet moments like these that make the sinners and just working in the hotel bearable
Is what alastor would say if he hadn't been oh so rudely interrupted by an echoing knock at the door
He sat up and marched to the door, his annoyed expression hidden under his usual bravado for everything and everyone.
When he does open the door he doesn't find anyone. He steps out a bit and stops in place when he feels a rectangular object beneath his shoe
He stepped back and looked below him...
... A cassette tape..?
Alastor looks confused he face faltering but still keeping his usual smile, Who the hell just places cassette tapes on hotel doorsteps?
And here marks probably the worst decision alastor has ever made in his immortal afterlife
Taking the cassette tape and playing it.
The screen was staticy for a couple seconds but then a soft flute like melody starts playing
Everything starts to feel brighter as if the screen from which the cassette was being played was slowly approaching closer and closer
It was getting extremely overwhelming even for an overlord of his status, he felt like he was gonna faint. Yet he couldn't get himself to stop the tape footage it was like he was being pulled into the video
His eyes close on instinct
And then when he opens them again something feels different
No not something...
EVERYTHING feels different
He looks around him in a panic, did the cassette player teleport him back to earth!?
The sky was blue, the sun was shining and the birds were chirping beautifully. NOTHING like hell
And as he observes his surroundings more he comes to a horrifying realization...
Was he..
WEARING A HIGHSCHOOL UNIFORM!?
Oh dear Satan...he was..
It was a simple cream sweater with a grey jacket,tie and black pants
Before he could even process what had happened that's even if he could even think straight
"HEYYY AL!!"
a sickeningly familiar voice rings
Alastor turns to the source of the voice and what do you know it, it's EXACTLY who thought it was
It was vox well not the vox he knew now..yet the vox he knew when he thought he was bearable..when he could call him Vincent and vox would just laugh it off
He nearly stops in his tracks
"You gotta stop leaving without me ya know!"
Vincent exclaimed
"Excuse me..?"
Alastor replied
"I know I can be late sometimes but you gotta learn to be patient with me!"
Alastor wasn't fully paying attention well
one:because he was disoriented as hell
Two: Vincent wasn't wearing a school uniform like his no...his had a skirt and a bow on his head
Vincent chimed breaking alastor's train of thought
"Come on al! Don't just space out we gotta go!"
"Go where??"
Vincent looked at Alastor like he has grown a second head
"...to school?? Where else?"
Alastor blinked
"Why would I go to SCHOOL with you VOX!?"
"...Vox???"
Vincent just yanked him by the shoulders
"AL!! are you coming down with a fever!"
Alastor wanted this to end so he just figured he'd play along until he understood more
"Ah Vincent! How foolish of me! I obviously knew where we were headed"
Vincent's death grip relaxed
"Scared me there..!"
As the two of them walk towards school Vincents expression becomes mischievous
"Hey allll.."
"Yes my friend?"
Vincent then laid the question on him,the question that would lead to everything
"Are you joining a club this year??"
Alastor sighed, he wasn't about to waste his time is this...weird pocket dimension especially not with Vox
"Unfortunately not"
Vincent's expression dropped
"Why noooot!!" He whined
"It's simply not interesting to me"
Alastor admitted
"Cmonn! At least try!!! For meeee~?"
Vincent batted his eyelashes cartoonshly in a manner of trying to persuade alastor
"Why would I do it for you?"
Alastor retorted playfully
"Because I'm your bestest friend DUH!"
Vincent remarked
"Friend..?"
Alastor was thrown off by that... "friends"? is that what he thought of him? While he would hate to admit it but that kind of pulled at his heart strings
"Yeah! friend!"
"..of course you are"
Vincent smiled warmly at that reply
"Sooooo..?"
Vincent twiddled his thumbs
"I ...suppose"
Alastor sighed
"YOU WON'T REGRET IT!"
Vincent exclaimed enthusiastically
They eventually make it to school and after Vincent splits off to his class alastor is obviously lost...both mentally and physically,first of all where the hell was and where the hell was he supposed to go?? Secondly Vox was there! Well not vox but "Vincent" and he was dressed like a schoolgirl! All he knew that all of this most likely was because of that damn cassette tape..
The day moves agonizingly slow it was a mix of alastor being lost and short glimpses of Vincent in short it was overwhelming.
Alastor was still lost in thought In the seat of his last period class he didn't even know it was last period, how long had it even been since he was in a school..?
"Allll... ALASTOR!!"
Alastor jumped at Vincent's voice
"What!?"
Alastor grumbled
"Clubs remember!"
Vincent exclaimed trying to refresh his memory
"That's right now...?"
Alastor remarked his voice groggy with boredom and exhaustion
"It's been for the past 15 minutes..? Since last period ended! I figured I'd see you but I saw you spacing out!"
Alastor quickly stood up
"Ah well..I guess there's no use in looking for one now!! It'd be rather rude to show up late and unannounced!"
He tried using that as a cheap excuse since he really did not care for after school activities
"Except you can't..."
Vincent replied sheepishly
"Well why not?"
Alastor's eyebrow twitched at that, he really did not want to
"I may have already told my club that there was a new member joining"
Vincent looked down in shame
"YOUR club?"
Alastor retorted confused
"Well I'm the vice president of the literature club so it's not really MY club per say"
He explained
"Literature? Since when were you interested in literature?"
"Well I've never been into writing but it's great to try new things you know!"
Alastor tilted his head, he knew Vincent wasn't really a fan of branching out he probably joined it because he could be the vice president and he knew how much Vincent loved flexing his labels
"I don't know, Vincent.."
"But we made cupcakes for the new member!!"
.. cupcakes..? So here's a little secret alastor had always been a fan of sweet baked goods but he had kept it secret for his scary overlord image plus the fact that he had not eaten all day
"I'll check it out"
Alastor sighed
"YAY! you'll love it there trust me!"
Vincent grabbed alastor's hand and basically dragged him there out of excitement
He kicked the door open
"Club members! I present our new member"
Vincent announced
"That is not set in stone"
Alastor remarked coldly
"Seriously you brought a dork?"
A shorter member of the club replied he was also wearing the same uniform as Vincent and the other club members, his tv head was old and wooden colored and by his small figure alastor assumed that he was a younger classmen
"Don't mind him..it's a pleasure meeting you"
Another member chimed in he was tall and thin as a twig, his tv head was dark and his eyes were hooded and he was.. drooling? It seemed less like a gesture and more of a genuine issue that he had, he sorta freaked alastor out with his dark demeanor
"Ah! Alastor!"
The final club member chimed in and he-- wait a second..VOX!? no not as in the vox he was with before entering the club this was the CURRENT vox the bitter one that was after him constantly
And the worst part was that he knew him. But alastor could not take him seriously especially in that high school girl outfit
"Vox?"
Alastor muttered
"You know him?"
The short one said
"Yeah! We were in the same class last year!"
Vox quickly explained
Alastor eased slightly so vox wasn't actually himself and aware. That was good to save the hassle he could not deal with him right now
Vincent squeaked suddenly
"This is classic!"
Vincent explained pointing to the short one
"This is pilot!"
Vincent explained pointing at the dark one
"And you already know me and vox!"
Vincent stepped back standing closer to the said literature club
Alastor was at a loss for words
And then it hit him...
...this club...
Is filled with lousy picture boxes!!
Alastor's eyes widened he already thought he had been in hell but this seemed like a woreser fate
"Vincent is this guy broken?"
Classic complained
"Classic! He's probably just overwhelmed!"
Pilot chimed in to defend alastor
"All of you calm down, give alastor a chance to enjoy our lovely space will you?"
Vox spoke, while putting his the two of his hands on the individual shoulder of the two
"Your right vox"
"Your right vox.."
The two said In unison, but classic being more arrogant sounding
"Don't worry about them, you'll crush it"
Vox comforted. After taking his hands away from the two and squeezing alastor's left shoulder as a quick "good luck" gesture
Alastor is left with the two, pilot and classic as Vincent and vox talk to each other about club members it felt weird..vox was talking to himself.. literally
"So what do you like to read?"
Pilot asked alastor
Alastor hadn't thought about that...In truth he hadn't read in a while
His eyes darted around the room looking for anything to say as a lie
His eyes find something
"... manga..?"
Alastor says uncharacteristically confused he had zero clue on what the unholy hell it was
Classic perked up at that but quickly looked away embarrassment flashing on his face
"So not much?"
Pilot asked again looking a slight look of disappointment on his face
Alastor looked at the manga thing again and it was a comic book so it was probably the worst thing he couldve said
Just his luck...not only did he get dragged in a weird pocket dimension and now he was just embarrassing himself
"AHEM"
classic cleared his throat to get the club's attention
"Oh yeah! Classic you made the cupcakes"
Vincent said
"Yep and their the best cupcakes ever!"
Classic slowly undoes the tinfoil on a square shaped bowl and reveals a bunch of cupcakes decorated to look like little sharks
"Woahh!"
The entire club rang with disbelief
Even alastor was disturbingly impressed by the little details
"Cmon eat!"
Classic shouted more of demanding then asking
One by one with alastor each took a cupcake and ate it
Safe to say they were great! Maybe that tiny moment of peace was needed after all the stress of being TRANSPORTED to another dimension
"Well now that we've finished mingling around it's time to get started"
Vox announced grabbing the attention of the entire club
"Seriously!? Now? We only have five minutes left!"
Classic groaned quickly being shushed by pilot
"Well my dear because it's not supposed to be done here! Think of it as homework. All I ask of you to write a short poem on whatever you like! Simple!"
"Lovely idea vox! This is why you're the club president!
Vincent praised
This was even weirder alastor was watching vox praise himself. Which wasn't out of the ordinary vox had always been a self absorbed dickhead but he was literally watching a copy of the same person kiss the feet of themselves..that's a weird mental image
"Well then it's sorted! Have a good day everyone"
Vox announced
Classic and pilot had walked out the door, vox had stayed to "clean up" but he was sneakily eavesdropping on Vincent and Alastor
"Hey al?"
"Yes Vincent?"
"Do you have anyone to walk home with you..?"