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Btw I just thought I'd say this idky but it just occurred to me- Alastor's mum knows about what just happened, don't ask me how it's just easier for the story lol she knows that Alastor had just gone on a killing spree and she knows that angel 'died' and she knows that he was in a coma and stuff let's just say it was from a tv she walked past and it was on the news or something.

Previously: Alastor's mother comes to the hotel, and pretty much embarrasses him lol. Anyways, Alastor is very happy that she is back, and Charlie gives her a room on the same floor as his and angels rooms, down the corridor. Alastor elects to show her around the hotel, accompanied by angel- after seeing her room, they proceed to his room, then angels, and after his subtle flirty remarks, she confronts Alastor about wether he is dating angel. She tells him she is happy, and he then asks if she is ashamed about him killing and ending up in hell, to which she says that she is not- on the contrary, she is proud. He shows her around and they plan to have dinner later...

Alastor dropped his mother off at her room, and they parted ways. He slowly trudged back to his room, lost in his thoughts as they swam around his head, his mind struggling to choose which one to try and comprehend first. Angel was back, and if that wasn't enough of a shock, so was his mother who he hadn't seen in decades since she died while he was alive, and went to heaven. He eventually made it to his dark red door and pushed it open with a creak. He threw his keys onto the bedside table and flopped down onto the red, silky sheets that lay on top of his bed, knowing he had to get dressed anytime now, since his clothes were still slightly worn and bloody, besides his fresh waistcoat that nifty had provided him with earlier.

He waved his hand limply and suddenly, a shadow that strongly resembled himself appeared from behind him. "Fetch me some fresh clothes, please." He shrugged as the shadow nodded and silently obliged. He slumped his head down and stared up at the ceiling. This all felt too good to be true, but he knew his mood was soon to be dampened by the impending attack from vox that was undoubtedly coming- he would just have to make sure that he was as far away from angel as possible.

The shadow obediently returned and handed him the neatly folded clothes that had a slight aroma of strawberries clinging to them. He thanked him and waved him off as he began changing into his fresh clothes. Once changed, he headed down to the staff floor in the elevator, and hummed a familiar tune, presumably from the nineteen twenties, as he cheerfully strolled into the dining room. "Oh! Hey Alastor!" Charlie waved as he joined the table. "Hello there, Charlie dear." He happily greeted her as he placed a napkin on his lap, and adjusted the position of his fork in the table. "The food is almost done, vaggie wanted to cook tonight for us, since we have all been doing it." She told him as he nodded his head. Vaggie smiled and waved from the attached kitchen that was not the actual hotel kitchen, but the small one for staff purposes.

Soon, angel swaggered down to the kitchen and lazily slumped into the chair next to Alastor. "Ah! Angel! Quite lovely to see you my dear!" He cried as angel grinned at him. "Hey bambi." He casually threw as Alastor tilted his head in confusion. "Bambi?" He pondered slowly. (Hold on have I already written about him and bambi? I feel like I have but idk sorry about that if I have lol plz let me know) "you haven't seen bambi! Wait, you died in nineteen-thirty-three so I don't suppose you would have- we gotta watch it." He gawped as Alastor furrowed his eyebrows at him. "Why call me bambi?" He asked, as angel laughed, "oh, you'll see later shnookems." He told him as Alastor blushed at the other name. "Pfft, you called him bambi! That's amazing." Vaggie chimed in from the other room as Alastor looked even more confused. "I know! It suits him so well!" Charlie laughed, even joined by husk and nifty, who was helping vaggie.

Alastor was about to enquire, but he stopped when another presence entered the dining room. "Ah, mother!" He cheered as he stood up, pulling out a chair for her. "My, I have raised such a sweet and polite young man." She squealed as she sat down, shortly pursued by Alastor doing the same. They threw small talk from one side of the table to the other and told more about themselves, until vaggie finally announced that dinner was ready, and so they all picked up their cutlery, waiting intently. "Ok, so, since you pain in the asses don't like the same thing, not including you Alastor's mum," she added as Abigail smiled, "I had to cook a few different meals, so it took a while, sorry about that." She explained as nifty excitedly hopped into her seat.

Alastor felt angels hand slide onto his under the table, as he knew Alastor didn't like displaying affection in front of people yet. Alastor tensed up for a moment, before gripping angels hand and smiling dreamily at him. How did I get so lucky. He asked himself,  "So, Charlie, here's yours, it's some chips (btw if ur American they are fries lol) and this pie," "thank you vaggie." "No problem hun, here is yours husk, just burger and chips, here is yours nifty, which you wanted to make your self, here's mine," she hummed as she slid her plate in front of her, "and here is yours mimzy, a codfish cake, Rosie, some ham and pastry, and Abigail, here you are, also glazed ham, and alastor, medium rare deer heart drizzled in blood- is that everyone?" She asked as they all nodded. (I really tried to find what foods they ate in the twenties for characters from the era)

Alastor gulped as he threw a side glance to his mother who was paying no mind to Alastor, but he felt as though she would judge him if he were to eat something of the same species as them in front of her. While everyone was tucking in, Alastor had not touched his. "Al, your not eatin'- something wrong?" Angel asked in a concerned tone. "W- what- oh! No,no,no, the food is splendid I-" he dwindled off at the end, not sure what excuse he could give. "Allie, is it that your worried about eatin' that in front of me?" His mother asked, as he froze. "Potentially..." he quietly agreed as angel squeezed his hand and gently caressed it with his thumb. "Aw darling, there's nothing to be ashamed of, go on, I don't want you going hungry- you already look very thin." She remarked, as his smile twinged.

He picked up his fork and dug in. It was true, he was starving, since he had hardly eaten since angels coma. "Mmm, vaggie, this is divine!" He exclaimed as she bashfully smiled, "I can't take all the credit, nifty helped too." She grinned as nifty chimed in, "I'm glad you enjoy it al!" As the rest of them continued eating. Once plates were cleaned, desert was served and eaten, and Abigail was filled in on everything that she needed to know about hell, Alastor excused himself temporarily so go and wash his hands and face since there was a small amount of blood around his mouth.

Once he returned, he paused for a moment in confusion as he noticed that all of the people in the staff lounge were gathered around his mother laughing and 'aw'ing at something that she was holding. "Mother was are you- mother!" He snapped as he noticed that they were all looking at a photo album of him as a child, up until around his late twenties, some of him hosting the radio in the studio, and others of just him as a child. "What! It's just your old photos?" She cried in between laughter. He growled bright red and moodily slumped down onto the other sofa. "Damn al, you looked hot while you were alive." Angel flirted as Alastor flustered. "Be quiet, angel." He spoke through gritted teeth as angel cackled.

"Aw, look at him there!" Charlie squealed as Alastor peered over to see what was going on and slid over to them, peering over their shoulders. "He's so tiny!" Vaggie giggled as Alastor looked down at the image of himself when he was around three years old. "I think that's quite enough." He spoke with a smile as he snapped his fingers and the book disappeared. "Aw, don't be such a party pooper  al." Charlie huffed as they all disappointedly sighed. "Yeah al." Husk spat, who was enjoying the show. "Please al! I wanna see more!" Nifty wined, Alastor looked like he was considering, but when angel spoke, "c'mon al, lemme we s'more.", he sighed and gave in. "I swear being here is making me go soft..." he muttered under his breath as he joined them on the sofa and sat next to angel in front of the fire.

They spent the rest of the evening relaxing in front of the blazing fire, everyone occasionally laughing at the photos. Alastor looked around, noticing his mother, smiling at old photos of him, as the others did too. Angel, sat with his arm around Alastor and one hand in his. He realised that he was happy, and so his large toothy smile, shrunk into a small, genuine one as he joined in laughing at the old photos of him as a toddler.

Ok so the next few chapters will be sooo much radio dust since I kinda haven't had too much in the past few chapters, so I hope u enjoyed this so far, that is one of the main plot points, over!

Stay tunedddd