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hazbinhazbinhazbinreblog · 3 months

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Vox frowns as he reads through one of the forms on his desk.

"Charlie got an interview with 666 News? She didn't tell me that."

He's already helped her with her initial interview, managing to snag her an interview spot with some better hosts than Katie Killjoy.

The whole reason he picked Daily Devil for Charlie's first interview was because they were far more professional than the hosts 666 News had to offer. Though he couldn't control the audience, Vox had hopes that it wouldn't immediately devolve into a fist fight on live TV.

But since Charlie's expected to share the screen with Killjoy…

Vox shakes his head. He can't keep worrying over his daughter. She's old enough that he trusts her judgment.

…

Most of her judgment.

Vox sighs and settles in to start some paperwork. The sooner he gets the thought out of his head, the sooner time will fly by and he can go pick up Charlie from her interview once it's finished.

His phone rings.

Vox glances at it. Normally he'll ignore it and get back later, but his gut tells him he should answer it.

Instinctively, he reaches out to his and Alastor's bond, even though he knows there will be no response. The deer's presence is still there, thankfully, so he knows that Alastor isn't dead. But Vox has no idea what's happening to him or what he's doing. Alastor, I'm worried I'm not doing enough for our daughter. I wish you were here to help. You've always been better at this than me.

Vox picks up the phone and answers the call while scribbling out signatures on some forms. “Hello, Vox speaking.”

“Hello sir, there's been an incident at 666 News.”

Vox freezes. “What?”

“The Princess got into a fight—”

“‘Got into a fight’?!”

He doesn't hear much more of the call after that, because Vox is scrambling out of his chair and sprinting out the door.

Screw the paperwork, Charlie is more important.

———

Charlie sulks and crosses her arms as the staff around her nervously fidget. A good distance away from her, Katie Killjoy stands, refusing to glance in her direction.

Somewhere, a door slams open.

“Charlie! CHARLIE!”

Vox sprints into view, obviously worried for her.

Katie perks up, a smarmy grin spreading over her face as she approaches the CEO. “Sir, it's so good that you're here to deal with—”

Vox shoves her unceremoniously out of the way in favor of skidding to stop in front of Charlie and kneels down to place his hands on her shoulders.

Charlie gives him a sheepish smile. “Hey dad.” She feels bad about the whole thing. Her dad already gave her one interview, so messing up another probably doesn't look good for him.

“Charlie. Hey, look at me kid, it's okay. I'm not mad.” Vox cards a hand through her messy hair. “But Charlie, I have to ask you something important,” he says urgently. “Did you win or lose?”

"Did you win or lose" PRIORITIES IN ORDER

Also I forgot for a second this takes place at the tail end of Alastor's 7 year absence, Vox continuing to reach out and getting no response is so sad. It's okay my guy you're doing amazing

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Mine

Canon Vox drags himself to an empty room. There are several empty rooms in this place.

This one is just the one that has the least light in it. Vox needs the shadows right now. He doesn't want to be seen. He wants to disappear. He wants to be forgotten. He…wants to say sorry to Radio Guard Vox. What he said wasn't great at all. How could he do that? How could he suggest that his other self purposefully leave his Alastor to die, and say that he'd deserve it?

Vox curls up in the fetal position and puts himself into sleep mode. He lets his thoughts run free as he stays there waiting to snap back to reality or for someone to come and find him, whichever comes first.

He doesn't know how long he stays there, but his limbs start to lock up and the fuzziness in his head grows stronger. He closes his eyes. Thoughts of his other selves are crystal clear in his mind. He remembers the smiles they had, the adoration in their eyes, and the genuine care for their Alastors.

Those memories are nice. They're a good distraction. Distraction enough that Vox nearly misses how inside the room, the static starts to rise at an alarming rate. He doesn't notice at first but after several minutes something shifts.

The presence of it is obvious to anyone, even if they aren't attuned to radio waves.

The static in the room is enough that it messes with Vox's own signal. Another signal enters the room. It's a bright red, and forcefully knocks against his.

Something in the signal compels him to snap out of his trance.

Vox freezes as the radio waves surround him ominously. He opens his eyes and is greeted with a pair of red-tipped boots with gold accents. He follows the boots up to see a red and black uniform adorned with white and gold. Eventually, he reaches the figure's face.

Oh no.

Radio Guard Alastor stands in front of him, his smile wide. It is not a friendly smile. The sparse amount of light in the room manages to catch on his teeth and make them shine dangerously. The shadows in the room flit towards this Alastor as he observes Vox. He grips his microphone tight and taps it slowly against the palm of his other hand.

Vox flinches back as Radio Guard Alastor leans down to look him in the eye.

"What," he snarls, "did you say to my Vox?"

Radio Guard Vox looks around the break room.

All the other couples are busy talking with each other and mingling.

His gaze slides over to Canon Alastor, who sits near the corner, warily eying anyone who comes too close to him.

Vox wonders where his own Canon version is.

Since running off after attacking him, Vox hasn't heard from the other for hours now.

He spoke to his own Alastor after running away and crying his eyes out, sobbing about how much he hated his Canon and that he wished he could just shut off permanently sometimes. He didn't say anything about what Canon told him, feeling like it was important to keep it between himself and his other versions.

Alastor had said nothing during his breakdown, instead hugging him tightly in response before leaving him with the others and walking off to do something.

Vox hopes he isn't getting into any trouble. They really can't afford that right now.

He sighs and starts to stand up. He might as well get some food and try to talk to one of the others. He starts to approach Swap—

All of the Alastors freeze. They stop in the middle of talking, moving, doing whatever they're doing. All of them except for Canon Alastor, who simply freezes and averts his eyes from looking at any of them.

It's silent in the room.

The Alastors slowly turn their heads in one direction: the far wall. Simultaneously, they hold out an arm, as if to protect their partners. They all seem nervous. Almost like they sense something that will put them all in danger. The shadows in the room dance to and fro, and the oppressive feeling of static makes itself known.

Vox blinks. This…this isn't normal.

Something is wrong.

An eruption of static reaches everyone the next second, and all copies of Alastor move.

Vox gets tugged to the side by a stray tentacle just as the wall explodes.

Canon Vox has no time to scream as Radio Guard Alastor snags him by the collar and flings him through a wall.

Pain. All he can register is pain, and the feeling of something inside him snapping.

Other radio signals in the room tell him that he's ended up in the break room with the others.

He scrambles to haul himself into a kneeling position and looks up to see everyone else except his own Alastor looking at him with worry.

Another explosion rocks the area and sends everybody tripping to the ground. A cloud of dust rises, obscuring everything. Vox ducks his head to avoid the chance of his screen being hit.

It's quiet except for the noise of footsteps making their way towards the room.

Vox trembles.

No. No, please. I'm sorry.

Radio Guard Alastor emerges from the cloud of dust. His expression is slack, unsmiling, and utterly blank except for the rage in his eyes.

There is nothing but pure rage emanating from him.

His gaze lands on Canon Vox, who's pushing himself up with one arm. He doesn't see how Radio Guard's upper lip curls back as he snarls.

The other Alastors, sans Canon, follow his line of sight and blanch as they come to the same conclusion.

Radio Guard Alastor lunges forward towards Canon Vox, the air whistling behind him as he moves at full speed, and the other Alastors follow.

Swap reaches Vox first and teleports the both of them away a split second before Radio Guard appears where they were and slams a magic-enhanced fist into the ground, causing an earthquake and leaving a sizable crater.

Swap emerges from Radio Guard Vox's shadow, his arms tight around Canon Vox as they're flung out of the in-between and sent rolling on the ground. It seems this Alastor isn't as accustomed to quick shadow travel as his Alastor is. Swap Alastor pushes Canon Vox towards him with a look of desperation. “Keep him safe!” Swap Alastor pleads, before he turns back and rejoins the others.

Radio Guard Vox wastes no time and drags his Canon self behind an overturned table before peeking out to watch the fight against Radio Guard Alastor.

Secretly Married leaps forward to try and snag him in a chokehold but Radio Guard tilts his head and grabs his arm just as it flies past his ear and throws him over his shoulder. Secretly Married cries out as he's slammed down on the ground and the breath is knocked out of him. Dadstaticradio dashes in using his staff to try and bludgeon Radio Guard, who merely dodges backward with each swing. He barely even looks at the other.

Undeterred, Dadstaticradio manifests tentacles on the ground, hoping to trip up his opponent.

Radio Guard side steps each appendage and clamps his hands onto Dadstaticradio’s wrist as he flings him to the side, earning a cry of pain from the other. Swap moves in swiftly, trying to distract Radio Guard as Secretly Married leaps with his arms outstretched to grab his neck. Radio Guard dodges them both and flies up into the air before dropping down feet first towards the two of them. They rush out of the way, and Secretly Married springs away again as Radio Guard moves towards him, claws outstretched.

Secretly Married ducks and uses Radio Guard's momentum to grab his arm and fling him into the wall.

He goes down.

Canon Alastor appears on top of him first, grabbing his hair and slamming his face into the ground as he kneels on his back. Immediately, the other three Alastors rush to pin his limbs down before he can throw Canon off.

It's futile.

Radio Guard lets out a screech and flings them all off with one move.

The four Alastors hit the ground at various angles, and Radio Guard snaps his head around to glare at them as they cry out in pain. He takes one step towards Swap, who stares up at him fearfully, but a blast of bright blue electricity to his head makes him pause and turn to find who dared attack him.

Swap Vox is standing, gauntlets aimed at Radio Guard Alastor. He charges up another blast and glares at the alternate version of his boyfriend. “Step. Away. From him.”

Radio Guard Alastor visibly hesitates, obviously conflicted at the thought of attacking another Vox who isn't Canon. His split-second pause costs him.

Secretly Married and Dadstaticradio Vox take the chance to wrap cables and wires around him in quick succession and wrench him to his knees. Swap Vox fires another shot at Radio Guard Alastor again, hitting his head as Radio Guard yanks at the cables. Radio Guard Alastor bares his teeth furiously and covers himself with shadows before melting away.

It's quiet in the room.

The shadows twist and explode outward, pulling the Voxes in before throwing them back outwards towards their partners. The darkness convulses and forms a shape, but instead of Radio Guard standing there in his normal form, it's his demon form: a hulking figure, with skin being stretched over elongated limbs to the point of splitting open and revealing bones underneath. The glowing stitches that run over his body strain with the force of holding his flesh together. His eyes shine blood red as his pupils turn to radio dials and flick back and forth inside a white deer skull that replaces his head. His bones crack as his legs morph into proper deer legs, and his rack grows into a pair of antlers with sharpened tips. Shadowy tendrils curl around him like an old friend as he stands up to his full height. His lips curl back, revealing a set of sharp teeth.

The snarl that Radio Guard Alastor lets out has an undercurrent of broken radio noises and shrieking sirens.

He sets his sights on Canon Vox and charges.

Everybody moves in quick succession.

The other Alastors—except for Canon—shift too and try to hold him back.

The other Voxes loop wires around him and send thousands of amps of current.

It's all in vain.

Radio Guard Alastor shrugs off every attack like it's nothing. He ducks under every swing and tosses each new fighter off without breaking a sweat. He grabs each tentacle and cable trying to ensnare him and flings them all aside. Eventually, he knocks every last demon into the walls before he shrieks loudly and bats away the table hiding Canon Vox. He lunges and catches Canon with his antlers and throws him into the middle of the room, deftly avoiding hitting any part of Radio Guard Vox.

Radio Guard Alastor rushes towards his target.

Canon Alastor meets him in the middle with one last desperate attempt to hold him off. His claws against his Radio Guard's antlers as the two grapple for dominance. Canon summons a mass of tentacles that spring out from the ground as they capture the other deer's legs in a vice grip.

Radio Guard stares up at him, before his mouth curves into a smile. He laughs amusedly, “I'll be borrowing these, thanks.”

Canon Alastor's tentacles shake before they start to loosen from Radio Guard's legs and shoot towards Canon instead. They rip Canon away from Radio Guard and pin him against the wall, several feet off the ground. Canon Alastor cries out as they dig into his flesh and wrap around his throat. Canon Vox watches the scene with a heavy heart before slowly turning and looking up once again to meet the stare of a different Alastor with no reservations about mercy and only one goal in mind. Everybody else is too far away and too battered up to move quickly enough to help him.

He's done for.

Vox takes a deep breath and accepts his fate.

Radio Guard Alastor moves one step forward. Then another. And finally—

“Wait!” Radio Guard Vox rushes in between the two, shocking his Alastor out of his blind rage. “Alastor, wait! Please!”

Radio Guard Alastor snorts furiously, his gaze darting between the two Voxes.

“Alastor, I'm begging you. Don't kill him,” Radio Guard Vox pleads.

His Alastor rears his head back, confused. “Vox? You—”

“Alastor, please.”

Vox watches as his alternate self stares down the angry deer demon.

Things are still for a while, but then, slowly, Radio Guard Alastor starts the shift back to his normal form. He looks no worse for wear if one ignores his singed hair and ruffled clothes.

The static in the room recedes, and so do any stray tentacles. Canon Alastor drops to the ground, gasping for air.

Someone rushes to help him up.

Radio Guard Alastor shifts his gaze to Canon Vox.

“Please, Al, drop it,” Radio Guard Vox begs again.

Canon Vox flinches as Radio Guard Alastor looks away from him and says to his own Vox, “He hurt you. I can't let that slide.”

“I know, I know. He's an asshole. But I don't want you to be the final judgment for another world's version of me.”

Radio Guard Alastor hesitates. “Still…”

Canon Alastor takes that moment to step in. Despite the bruises decorating his neck and the blood dripping down his limbs, he remains his chipper self. “If I may? I'd like to be the one to deal with my Vox.”

Vox feels a flutter in his chest at his Alastor's words. He knows they don't mean anything coming from him, but he can't help it.

Radio Guard Alastor narrows his eyes and stares at his alternate with an indiscernible expression, looking for something.

Canon Alastor meets his glare head-on, though Vox notices how he tightens his grip on his microphone minutely. "I told you. This Vox is mine."

Radio Guard seems to find what he's looking for at that statement. He nods his head. “Alright. If that's what you want.” He then turns to face Canon Vox. “I’m not going to apologize to you. But I won't attack you anymore. Don't ever do what you did again. Remember that.”

Radio Guard Vox tugs on his arm and leads his Alastor away, shooting Canon Vox an apologetic look as they leave the room. The others gingerly pick themselves up and also exit the room to recuperate. Vox watches the couples hold on to each other and murmur words of concern and care as they leave. Finally, there is no one else left in the room except for him…and…

“Vox.”

Vox looks up at his Alastor, whose smile is wavering. He glances down and meets his gaze.

“Don't make me do that again,” Alastor says quietly, as he takes Vox’s hand and pulls him up. “I trust you know that you can't go around mouthing off to just anybody.”

Vox stares at both of their hands for a moment before looking up to meet his Alastor's gaze.

Alastor flashes him a sharp smile. “I don't like you, Vox. But I do know one thing: nobody else is allowed to do anything to you other than me. Do you know why?”

He chuckles and lifts their interlaced hands so they're in view.

Vox feels his heartbeat quicken.

“You're mine.”

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#hazbin hotel #au crossovers #Radio guard au #Dadstaticradio au #Swap AU #Secretlymarried au #staticradio #radiostatic #staticlovetune #fanfiction

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blueskywater-happiness · 3 months

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Dropping this for the Dadstaticradio anon and @hazbinhazbinhazbinreblog

#dadstaticradio #charlie morningstar #charlotte morningstar #hazbin charlie #hazbin alastor #alastor #radio demon #alastor the radio demon #hazbin vox #overlord vox #staticradio #staticlovetune #au #this is a sudden muse to inspire to draw

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hazbinhazbinhazbinreblog · 3 months

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Head full of Dad Alastor+ ace Staticlovetune. Lilith has Alastor contract and he is babysitter/raising young charlie. Vox finds out, he 'kidnaps' her Al lets him as it's free babysitting and Vox is strong enough to handle most demons. This keeps going on. Chalrie tries to get them to make peace as they're her dads at this point, she's been with them longer than her parents. Matchmaking Charlie and staticliovetune dads.

This is extremely wholesome but I can't stop laughing at how funny it is that after a while Alastor is like "oh, she's missing again? It's fine, this happens all the time, I'll go get her later" because whether they're enemies or not he trusts Vox enough to know nothing bad would ever happen

Obviously the first time Alastor loses still his shit about it because he's protective but once he finds them Vox is literally just chilling letting her watch TV or something like that and maybe he stupidly did it as an excuse to have a talk with Alastor about something because he couldn't figure out another way to get his attention, Charlie is happy and asks to visit him again sometime which starts the weird unspoken pseudo-custody arrangement

#ask #staticradio #staticlovetune #radiostatic #dadstaticradio au

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hazbinhazbinhazbinreblog · 3 months

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Vox doesn't mean to overhear the conversation. He really doesn't. He's just passing by his daughter's bedroom when Charlie says something that makes him pause.

"…I went to go see Angel at the Porn Studios and ran into Valentino."

"What happened?"

"Well, Valentino offered me a job there—"

Vox slams the door open, his screen displaying a mess of static and a pair ominous, glowing red eyes. "Valentino did what."

Charlie jumps and Vaggie reflexively points her spear at him. "Dad! Uh, how much h did you hear?"

Vox takes a step forward. "I heard the part where you said Valentino offered you a job." His tone is deceptively calm. "Charlie, is that all that happened? Please don't lie."

Charlie averts her eyes guiltily and fiddles with the lapels of her blazer. But once Vaggie lays a comforting hand on her, she takes a deep breath and starts, "Well, I went there to find Angel and ran into him. We talked and then…he grabbed my arm and licked it."

Vox tilts his head curiously—a habit he picked up from Alastor. His screen flashes blood-red for a second. "He grabbed you…and licked your arm." He thinks for a moment before coming to a decision. "Alright then, I'll take care of it."

Charlie nervously watches him straighten up and head out of the room, electricity crackling with each step. "Dad, please be careful!"

Vox looks back at her, his screen fading from static to his usual face.

Charlie looks worried and Vaggie looks pensive. Neither of them look particularly excited about his vague statement.

He smiles reassuringly at the two girls. "I'll be fine, honey. Don't worry about it "

He leaves the room after that.

Alastor, he says through the radio waves. Al, there's something important we have to take care of.

What is it? Alastor replies.

Valentino hit on Charlie and offered her a job, Vox says, straight to the point.

Alastor falls silent in the other end for a moment before responding, I'll be there in five minutes. I need to grab a few things.

Vox smirks and sends out a feeling of appreciation through their connection before he turns into electricity and jumps into a nearby wire.

The world around him is filled with color rushing by and information invading his mind. Time simultaneously slows down and speeds up. Each action takes nanoseconds, reducing the time he needs to find what he's searching for.

With the Pride ring's technology in his grasp, Vox sees everything. He peers through every camera, looking for his business partner. If Valentino isn't spotted, Vox moves on.

Valentino is a slippery bastard, but he has some charm and a general aura that attracts demons whether they're aware of it or not. Vox isn't sure why it doesn't affect him, and if it weren't for Vox co-parenting Charlie with Alastor for years, he thinks he might have fallen for the moth's flirtations and propositions eventually.

The thought of that scares him. He knows what Valentino does to Angel Dust.

He and Alastor are trying to find a sponsored way to break the spider demon's contract with him. They're close now. They just need to find the physical contract.

Lost in his rage and thoughts, Vox nearly misses the bright red of Valentino's coat through one of the various screens in the Porn Studios.

He grits his teeth.

"Valentino."

Vox appears on the largest screen, his face back to the mess of pixels and static.

Valentino merely gives him an unimpressed glance. "What?"

"Did you offer the Princess a job?"

Valentino shrugs, walking up to the screen. "Of course I did. Even if she's a spineless little thing she's still royalty. Demons will pay big bucks for that. If it wasn't for her being Lucifer's daughter I might have snatched her up for myself."

Vox goes quiet. All the screens in the building freeze and black out, except for the one Vox is peering through.

Vox retreats into the data stream, and the screen flickers out.

The next moment, that same screen erupts with a surge of power and blasts Valentino point blank with a concentrated bolt of electricity.

Vox rematerializes in mid-air, grabbing onto Valentino's collar and, with the help of his initial momentum, sends him flying through the front of the studio and out onto the street.

Vox is alight with electricity as he steps towards the fallen moth. His voice starts to echo. "The one nonnegotiable term I had for our partnership was that involving the Princess in anything was off limits. I let you do as you pleased for a good portion of our time in the past because the benefits outweighed some of the costs, but you've crossed a line this time, Valentino."

Valentino spit out a mouthful of blood and sneered at him. "What the fuck? You know, I never understood why you put that clause there. Did you want her all for yourself? I don't mind sloppy seconds if that's true."

Vox fires another bolt at Valentino from his face, this one bigger than the last. Bundles of wires snake around him as parts of his screen shift and move to grow. The wires envelop him fully, and melt together as the mass grows before falling away to reveal Vox's full demon form: a large billboard screen held up by large metallic joints simmering with large sparks of electricity. A deep navy blue suit wraps around his figure, and a single hypnotizing eye amidst black static stares accusingly down at the other Overlord.

"I've tolerated your behavior for the past few decades Valentino. I'm at my limit now. Our partnership is over. You are not welcome here. Now get. Out."

FANFICTION ANON IS BACK AND THIS TIME ITS BADASS

The detail to which you describe things amazes me, it builds up just the right amount of angry tension

Post(s) this is referencing: 1, 2

Edit: fanfiction anon has blessed us with a full version on ao3

#ask #fanfiction #dadstaticradio au #staticradio #radiostatic #staticlovetune

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hazbinhazbinhazbinreblog · 3 months

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Alastor: That was a successful trip!

Charlie: Alastor, why does the news say that the Porn Studios were destroyed?

Vox: Like he said, a successful trip.

No complaints from anyone at the Hotel, time to celebrate

#ask #hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin hotel vox #staticradio #dadstaticradio au

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hazbinhazbinhazbinreblog · 3 months

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Someone knocks on the door just as Vaggie's passing by. She glances towards the kitchen, where most of the others are gathered. Charlie is off somewhere else in the hotel, probably checking up on the spare rooms.

The knocking happens again, louder this time.

Vaggie frowns. She isn't the most powerful in the hotel—that title goes to Charlie first, then Alastor—but she's pretty good in a fight, if she says so herself. It's better if she's the one to open the door rather than any of the others.

Before she can second-guess herself, she's turning the knob and pulling the door open.

Vaggie, of course, regrets her decision immediately.

Standing there, in front of the hotel door, is Vox. Yes, that Vox. The Technology Overlord. The CEO of VoxTek. The demon with a TV for a head.

He's standing in front of the hotel door holding a box in one hand with the other poised to knock.

Vaggie stares.

"Hey—"

She shuts the door on him, trying to process what's happening.

Vaggie opens the door for the second time, just to make sure he's really there.

"—kid."

She shuts the door again, now fully realizing that Vox is here, he's standing in front of the hotel door, and that's definitely not a good thing since he and Alastor are arch-nemeses who hate each other with a passion. They're going to see each other and then this place will be destroyed when they start fighting.

"Charlie?" Vaggie calls out.

Charlie peeks around the corner. "What is it Vaggie?"

Vaggie points over her shoulder frantically. "Charlie, the Technology Overlord is at the door!"

Charlie blinks. "What?"

Vaggie's not sure why but she has a foreboding feeling. "What do I do?"

"Let him in, of course!" Without missing a beat, Charlie waltzes up to the door and throws it open before tackling the Overlord with a hug. "It's so good to see you!"

Vaggie stares incredulously. "Huh?"

Vox returns her hug with full force. "Charlie! I heard some music on the radio today so I thought I'd drop by. Where is he?"

"He's in the kitchen!"

"Thanks kid." Vox shoots her some finger guns before heading towards the kitchen.

Vaggie runs after him. She cannot let him and Alastor meet. Charlie's dream depends on it.

She gets there just as soon as Vox and Alastor lock eyes with each other.

Vaggie takes in the situation quickly. Angel looks more nervous than usual, and he's avoiding looking at Vox. Husk looks grumpy as ever, and he's not even paying attention to whatever's going on. Niffty is staring at Vox, smiling.

Vaggie prepares herself to summon her spear in case anything happens.

Charlie comes up behind her.

Vaggie watches Alastor stare Vox down. He doesn't look angered, like she expected. He looks more annoyed than anything.

"You're late," Alastor says flatly.

What.

Vox looks Alastor up and down. "Sorry babe, traffic was a bitch."

What?

Alastor rolls his eyes and turns back to the stove. "Go set the table."

What the fuck?

Vox flashes him a grin before heading towards the cabinets.

Vaggie stares thoroughly baffled.

Charlie laughs nervously. "Yeah, uh, I may have forgotten to tell you about my other other dad…"

Vaggie sighs. She'll deal with this later. It's dinnertime and Alastor's food is something she doesn't want to miss out on. She smiles at Charlie. "Tell me after dinner hon."

I love this I love this I love this so so so SO much. New context w Vaggie being an exorcist Charlie really couldn't be mad at her in this au bc the conversation would go like

"You didn't tell me you were an angel??" "You didn't tell me you have three dads and two are dangerous overlords" "...touche"

Post(s) this is referencing: will add later

#ask #staticradio #dadstaticradio au #i got ur first ask and im so sorry for not responding soon enough #i was distracted by the new eps #i wont post both unless you want me to #fanfiction

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