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*Annie has one of her ears pressed up against a safe and is using one paw to turn the knob. Boxie and Allie watch in anticipation at their sister’s first safe-cracking attempt. Mimzy watches on with pride and nostalgia bursting in her chest.* 

Mimzy in her head: Oh Doe, if only you could see your little Lady now. It seems just like yesterday I was teachin’ ya how to do the same thing

*Annie’s ears perk up as she hears a satisfying click and does a little jump to open up the safe. Boxie and Allie give Annie a thumbs up before moving aside to let Auntie Mimzy get first dibs. Mimzy just took out a large gorgeous ruby before the lights turn on revealing the owner of the safe to have returned early.*

Safe Owner: OI! What do ya think you’re fucking doin???!?

*Without hesitation, Allie picks up an expensive bottle of tequila with a tentacle and smashes it on the ground.*

Allie: BLEAAAAAAAT!!!

*Allie then throws himself, along with his siblings, out the nearest window. Mimzy isn’t too far behind, having tossed a heavy statue at the Sinner before bolting after the Babies.*

*Reader walks down the stairs in a red evening gown with intricate black lace detailing on the skirt that looks like ivy, her hair is done up in a curly updo while her black stilettos click on each step. She glances up when she hears the sound of sobbing, only to smile in amusement at Edward*

Reader: *Blushing slightly* I still think the dress is a little too much

Edward: *Taking her hands as he smiles down at her with tears streaming down his eyes* This was your mothers dress. One she wore on one of our dates. I'm so happy it finally fits you now, she would have been so proud of you *Pulls Reader into a hug*

Reader: Oh... *Holds him back as she frowns softly. Despite all the years she's spent in his care, she will never not feel overwhelming guilt at having to lie to him every single day. She prays that the true daughter and mother are together and safe*

Rosalie: Dinner's just about ready you two- oh! *Smiles softly* Y/N, you look absolutely lovely, dear

Reader: *Returns her sweet smile* Thank you, Maman

Rosalie: *Looks around confused* Where did Alastor run off too? He was just here

Reader: He was?

Edward: *Looks around too as he scratches at his beard* How odd... He was just here a second ago before you came downstairs

*Meanwhile, Alastor hides in the other room, pressed up against the wall as he clenches a hand over his quickly beating heart. His face is so flushed that it feels like he's about to pass out*

Alastor: ... Fuck

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Mimzy: Y/N!! *Throws her arms out for a hug*

Reader: MIMZY!!! * Wraps her arms around Mimzys waist, picking her up and swinging her around in excitement*

Alastor: *Eyes unconsciously sliding down Readers back as he leans against the door frame before he gets hit in the head with Mimzys purse* Ow!

Mimzy: Oops! *Bats her eyes innocently* My bad, I was just frailing my arms too hard, I guess

Reader: *Worried* Are you ok Al? *Sets Mimzy down in order to touch Alastors forehead to check for bruising*

Alastor: *Smiles fondly at her as he leans into touch* I'm doing much better now

*Mimzy rolls her eyes as she picks up her purse again and glares at Alastor while pointing two fingers to her eyes and then pointing them straight to Alastor before finally slicing a finger across her neck. Alastor simply flashes a strained grin at her as he glares back*

Reader: *Whispering to herself as she looks between the two* Best friends

*Alastor sighs as Mimzy snickers*

Mimzy: Come on! *Pulling Reader back inside of the manor* We've got a party to get to girl!

Reader: It's still only us

Mimzy: Doe! You need more friends!

Reader: Eh

Mimzy: Don't you "Eh" me!

*Alastor watches them leave with his eyes mainly on Reader before he snaps his head away, rubbing his temples and groaning*

Rosalie: Alastor? Is everything all right? *Walking outside onto the porch next to him*

Alastor: *Burying his face in his hands* ... no

Rosalie: What's wrong? You've been acting strangely since Y/N came downstairs... oh.... OH!

Alastor: Maaamaaaaannnn *Whining into his hands*

Rosalie: *Giggles* My little boy's all grown up

*Alastor chokes on air as he sputters, trying to come up with excuses while Rosalie just laughs*

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Everyone: Happy birthday to yoooou!!!

*Reader blows out her candles, praying the same wish she does every year. Alastor stares at his cake before gently blowing it out, wishing Reader would finally notice the man he's become*

Reader: Now give me the knife so I can cut it *Tries to snatch the knife from the Head Chef*

Head Chef: Absolutely not *Holds the knife away*

Reader: But you said I could do it when I was 18!! *Hits the table with a pout*

Head Chef: I also said you could only do it if you were able to successfully cook something

*Reader opens her mouth*

Head Chef: Edible

*Reader huffs as she crosses her arms and slouches in her chair while the Head Chef happily cuts the cakes. Everybody else snickers at her predicament*

Edward: Maybe next year, dear *Pats her back*

Rosalie: *Lean over to Alastor, whispering* You might wanna hide them when you end up moving in together

Alastor: *Smirks and whispers back* I'll buy a safe

Mimzy: *Grins sheepishly as she joins the whisper party* I, kind of, already taught Doe how to... pick a safe...

Alastor: Of course you have *Facepalms as Rosalie laughs*

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*Reader smile softly as she leans on the railing of the back porch, staring up the sky. She watches as a small Phoenix flies by doing a twirl in the air before flying off, causing her to laugh slightly at The Speakers shenanigans. She glances back when she hears the back door open and close to see Alastor walking up*

Reader: Hey Fawn! Oh! *Grins mischievously* Or should I start calling you Buck?

Alastor: *Smiles fondly as he leans on the railing next to her* Either one is fine, Darling

Reader: *Jolts as her demon Alastor used to call her that* Darling? *Raises an eyebrow as she tries to act nonchalant despite this slight bit of red on her cheeks* What's with the new nickname?

Alastor: *Shrugs* I figured since you've always been calling me by a nickname, I should get one for you too

Reader: I see... *Looks away lost in thought of the deer she fell in love with*

Alastor: *Clears his throat as he moves slightly closer to her* So we're 18 now...

Reader: ... ya

Alastor: Pa- Edward said you had to wait until you were this age to even consider courtship with anyone, right? *Glancing at her*

Reader: *Frowns* Ya...

Alastor: Is there... *Grips the railing tightly* anyone you have in mind?

Reader: No,-

*Alastor freezes*

Reader: -romance isn't really in the cards for me right now *Pats Alastors stiff back* But I'll totally help you find your future wife! *Smiles sweetly before heading inside*

Alastor: *Glares darkly into the marshland as he pulls out the voodoo doll of Reader* It seems I still have some work to do

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*Over a hundred years in the future, Alastor hums softly as he carries a sleeping Annie, he looks over to Reader before looking down at his daughter and holding her close to his chest before he sighs in exasperation*

Alastor: 18... *Glares at Reader* The beginning of my true torment, you stubborn Doe

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I’d imagine Box would make his Jealousy not so subtle toward Valentino, while the latter is demanding he gets his “son” under control, SOMEHOW.

That's beautiful 🥹 lol

*Annie is trying on different wigs and scarfs while admiring herself in the mirror and spinning around. Meanwhile, Boxie is using Allie to shoot glitter balls at Valentino as he’s running around like a Chicken without its head, due to one of the piranhas biting his inner thighs and crotch.*

Annie: *Annie turns around, wearing a top hat far too big for her despite its relatively small size.* Bweh? *Translation: Do you think Uncle Angel would love to meet me?*

Boxie: *Pauses briefly in his sniping to confidently answer his sister.* Beep Boop! Beep? Boop. * Translation: Of course, he would! Why wouldn’t he? He’s just being weird about going to the Hotel right now.*

Allie: *Spits a glitter ball that hits Valentino right in the eye, causing him to scream. He then addresses Annie.* Bweeeh! *No worries, he’ll LOVE your drawing for sure!*

*Meanwhile, Angel is staring face to face with a tiger Shark with legs, on top of it is a Blob fish with legs wearing a bowler hat.*

Angel whispering: What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuuuuuck?

*The Tiger Shark then opens its mouth to reveal a thick envelope covered in sticks and glitter on its tongue which it then deposits on Angel with a wet “plop”. Both fish stare at him expectantly.*

~November 1919~

*Alastor paces back and forth in his room going ever every line he can think of, everything he's attempted in the past, every instance where she has ignored his advances or at least was too oblivious to realize that's what they were. He slams his hands on his desk, looking over his journal, looking through every crossed out entry at every attempt that has ultimately failed in obtaining Readers heart. He sighs heavily as he looks up towards the ceiling*

Alastor: Why... out of every woman I could have ever fallen in love with. Out of every human being in the world I could have ever had a deep connection to. Why does she have to be so dumb?

*Alastor slumps in his desk chair as he looks out the window towards the sky. He often wondered why Michael would look towards the sky as if searching for answers that never seem to come positively to the man, but as he looked up at the sky, he noticed his calendar in the corner of his eye and the circled date for today, the day of Readers birthday, her 18th birthday*

Alastor: Today's the day...

*Alastor opens his desk drawer and pulls out the little jewelry box, opening it to find two plain wedding bands, both engraved with the transcriptions of "Sa biche" and "Son cerf". He smiles as he rubs his fingers over the two rings, slipping on the one that is meant to be his as he looks at the ring in the box made specifically for Reader*

Alastor: Soon you will be mine and mine alone, my darling

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*Meanwhile, Reader is currently being crushed in the tight embrace of Edward as he sobs into her shoulder*

Edward: You can't be 18 yet!!! *He wails in distress* You're still just a baby!!!

Reader: It's not like I have plans of leaving anytime soon *She chuckles softly*

Edward: Of course you are!! You're gonna run off and get married and move into a different house without me

Reader: *Confused* I'm not getting married *I laughs softly* Who would I even get married to?

Edward: *Pauses in his crying* To Alastor of course

Reader: *Flinches and looks away* Ha.. ha... Good one... *Moves away from his hold* I should get changed... *Hurries off*

*Edward stands there stunned before he hurries off towards Alastors room with furrowed brows*

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*A knock sounds at his door as Alastor looks up from the rings before he quickly puts them away and stuffs the box in his pocket. He walks over to the door and opens it to find Edward standing on the other side looking concerned*

Edward: Son, have you not been courting my daughter all these years?

Alastor: I have been attempting to court her if that is what you mean *Lets Edward into his room and watches the man pace as he closes the door* Why has something come up? *Clenching his fists in worry*

Edward: Well, I had brought up the fact that now that she's 18, the two of you will most likely get wed and move into your own home. That of which I will naturally provide for you both *Smiles happily at Alastor* But she seemed to not believe me when I said she would be getting married, especially that it would be you that she'd get married to

Alastor: *Winces* Yes, I have been having a very hard time convincing her of my sincerity as well *Fidgets with the rings* Everything I try to do to court her seems to go in one ear and out the other or she simply thinks that I'm being friendly *Huffs in frustration* I'm honestly starting to lose ideas at this point

Edward: Hmm *Tugs on his beard* This is quite the conundrum, we'll all have to get together to brainstorm...

Alastor: About that... I had been meaning to speak to you about something

Edward: Oh?

Alastor: *Takes a deep breath before pulling out the rings and showing them to Edward* I've been saving up my money all these years to get these made. You know, as well as I do that, she's a very simplistic girl and doesn't care for flashy things. So I made sure that they both matched as she'd be more receptive to that *Looks up at Edward determined* I was wondering if I could obtain your permission to ask her to marry me once the two of us establish a deep courtship

Edward: *Stares Alastor down just to watch him sweat a little bit before he smiles and pulls him into a tight hug with a deep laugh* Son, you've had my permission to marry her for years. You're the only person I'd accept this proposal from

Alastor: *Tears prick his eyes but he smiles regardless* Thank you *Holds him back*

Edward: But this is also means you need to start calling me Papa from now on

Alastor: *Flusters in shock* Huh?!

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*Reader sits in her room staring up at the sky blankly as a golden light fills it and The Speaker steps up behind her*

Speaker: Happy birthday, dear servant

Reader: *Smiles weakly* Hey *Hugs her tightly*

Speaker: *Holds her back* What is wrong, my dear? This is a joyous occasion, is it not?

Reader: It is but... while I'm technically 18 in this body, my soul is practically in its 40s *Fidgets with The Speakers dress robes* Everyone expects me to get married, but I'm literally old enough to be everybody's parent

Speaker: Yours wouldn't be the first time an older person was with someone much younger than them. At the very least, he is an adult in your eyes, and you'll see him again in the future when he is the one much older than you

Reader: *Confused* Who is?

Speaker: ... Your... your fawn?

Reader: *Blushes but shakes her head* Alastor isn't supposed to be mine. He has a wife already, well, he had one already in the future, and I'm sure he'll meet her soon. He said that they hadn't gotten married until they were in their mid-twenties so I guess he'll be meeting her soon enough

Speaker: But what of your love for him?

Reader: *Smiles softly* I'd rather him be happy with the woman he adored more than anything in the future, then be stuck with me and never get that joy in his life

Speaker: *Smiles amused by her obliviousness* I'm sure everything will work out as intended soon enough

Reader: As intended?

*The Speaker just smiles before she disappears in her light*

Reader: I hate when she does that...

*Umbra snickers from her shadow before leaping out and wrapping around her in a tight hug, nesting against her cheek*

Reader: *Giggles and hugs him back* Let's go get ready for the party

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*Over a hundred years in the future, Alastor plays with the ring on Readers finger*

Alastor: All these years of our love wasted just because you thought I wouldn't love you despite your age *Huffs* And yet, you still chose to love me despite my many years over you in this time period *Kisses her forehead* My stubborn, stubborn Doe

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It's exactly what he deserves ❤️

*In the lobby, a group of Hotel Guests have gathered around a makeshift race track where Boxie, Allie, and Annie are racing atop their respective horned horses. Vaggi and Charlie notice a floating Unicorn head is holding a flag in its mouth, another is holding a box with straps to collect money, and a third is currently keeping track of bets on a chalk board.*

Flying Horse Head: Neighhhhhh! *The horse head gives Allie a pointed look to which Boxie and Allie giggle at. It then starts its countdown* NEIGH!!! *It then waves its checkered flag signaling for the racers to be off. The rest of the Guests shout in anticipation when it Boxie is runs ahead in first place.*

Vaggi: … Where did those horses even come from???

Charlie: *starry-eyed* I don’t know but AREN’T THEY JUST THE CUTEST THINGS?????

~September 1919~

Alastor: *Adjusting his bow tie* Alright, I'm off to work

Mimzy: Be safe, honey *She coos sweetly she bats her eyelashes coyly*

*Alastor glares at her*

Rosalie: *Giggles softly and kisses Alastors forehead as she hands him his lunch* Be safe, mon petit champion (my little champion)

Alastor: *Smiles softly at his Mamans laughter* I will, Maman

Reader: *Grins* Try not to make too many women swoon today

Alastor: *Wink confidently* No promises *Leaves out the front door before opening it again and glaring at Reader and Mimzy* Don't cause trouble

Reader and Mimzy: Yes dad *They both pout and cross their arms*

Alastor: *Deadpans* Children *Actually leaves this time*

Rosalie: Do you two have something planned today? *Smiles softly as one of the maids hands her a warm cup of tea* Thank you dear

Mimzy: We're just going out to visit some friends

Reader: And I want to buy more seeds for the garden

Rosalie: *Hesitates* About your garden....

Reader: *Tilts her head* Yes?

Rosalie: Could I, by chance, help you tend to it? *Hopeful*

Reader: *Graps her shoulders and stares directly into her eyes, dead serious* You could tear out the entire thing and plant whatever you want

Rosalie: Oh, well, I don't want to go that far. You and Alastor have put so much work into it these last few years, I don't want to ruin it

Reader: You could never ruin anything, just improve it beautifully

Rosalie: *Blushes fiercely* Oh...

Mimzy: Wow *Raises her eyebrow high* You're a really good flirt, Doe

Reader: Thank you *Smiles* ... wait, who was I flirting with?

*Rosalie laughs softly as Mimzy shakes her head amused*

Mimzy: Never mind

Rosalie: If it's truly alright, I would love to grow some rose bushes

Reader: Of course! I'll buy some extra seeds when I buy what I need from the store

Rosalie: *Cups Readers cheeks softly* Thank you, dear. This means a lot

Mimzy: *Notices the time* Come on Doe, we're going to be late for our meet up

Reader: Oh right! *Smiles at Rosalie* You can get started with planning the area out and we could always buy more flower boxes if you want to expand later too

Rosalie: That's a lovely idea *Watches them leave the house* Be safe, you too!

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*The two girls slowly make their way through the back alleys and dusty labyrinths of the poor district. They head down the stairs of an abandoned warehouse until they come out to a sprawling marketplace filled with vendors selling illegal goods in every section, from haunted items, to weapons, to elicit substances, everything. Reader hugs the security guard at the door happily, who pats her head amused before the two girls head in with their shopping lists*

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Mimzy: *Trying on different antique jewelry as she looks at herself in the mirror* What do you think, Doe?

Reader: They look beautiful on you! *She chirps before leaning closer to the vendor* So any of these haunted?

Jewelry Vendor: The necklace she's wearing, it's says the lady who owned it got murdered by her husband and anytime a man comes near that necklace *Slams her hand on the table* It bites!

*Mimzy and Reader stare at the woman before Mimzy slowly slides closer to a man who immediately flinches at her proximity*

Man: The hell you want- Ow! *Rubs his forehead* What the hell?!

Mimzy: *Grins* I'll take it *Turns to Reader with puppy eyes* Please Doe?

Reader: *Takes the necklace and examines it* Hmm...

Jewelry Vendor: *Grin twitches* It's very well worth the price I assure you

Different Jewelry Vendor: *Shakes his head* You're new here, aren't you?

Jewelry Vendor: Huh? Yeah why?

Different Jewelry Vendor: That's Ms. Liefde, Ms. Liefde knows when someone's lying to her about certain objects holding power or not

Jewelry Vendor: Wha-?

Reader: It's not hunted *Drops the necklace on the table* None of these hold anything of value

Mimzy: *Pouts* They're pretty through...

Reader: Not real gems, nor are they silver or gold

Mimzy: Oh! *Drops all of the jewelry she was wearing back onto the table* Should have just start with that sugar

*The two girls walk away, Reader subtly winking at Umbra as they do*

Jewelry Vendor: How...

Different Jewelry Vendor: *Shakes his head* Nobody knows, but she's never been wrong

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*Over the next few hours, both girls go from vendor to vendor picking up different supplies. Reader storing the things meant for the cabin into one bag and things meant as gifts in the other bag, while Mimzy herself gets a few things from the money Reader gave her and swipes a few things when nobody's looking. Eventually the day winds down and both girls head out of the marketplace, Reader waves excitedly to the security guards as they leave*

Mimzy: You are way too friendly to everybody, sugar

Reader: *Smirks* Yeah, but unlike you, I get free things out of it

Mimzy: Wha-! How?

Reader: *Pulls out a third bag* Anytime any of the vendors have illegal things to sell or misplaces them, the security guards pick them up and gives them to me

Mimzy: But everything down there is illegal?

Reader: *Pulls out a severed heart in a jar* Apparently they won't touch this stuff yet *Puts it away as Mimzy backs away in horror* Said it only belongs in the voodoo stalls, but that's a different market

Mimzy: And what exactly are you going to do with that? *Horrified*

Reader: Alastor likes macabre things *Smiles innocently as she walks ahead* Now I need to go pick up seeds and rose bushes for Rosalie

Mimzy: You two were meant for each other *Shakes her head but follows*

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*Over a hundred years in the future, Mimzy looks around the shelves at all of the Sinners parts in different jars before looking towards Alastor*

Mimzy: Why do you like this stuff?

Alastor: Oh I don't care for it either way *Skimming the book in front of him as he works on a spell*

Mimzy: Then why do you have it!?

Alastor: *Smiles softly* Ma biche was constantly bringing a new one home all the time and she seemed so excited to give them to me. I assume now it has to do with the fact that I had all of these in this time, so she assumed I liked them

Mimzy: Ugh! *Fake gags* It's so gross when you get sentimental

Alastor: *Smirks* Green isn't a good color on you, dear

Mimzy: Oh, fuck off Alastor!!

*Alastor just laughs as Mimzy pouts*

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To be honest, did not cross my mind, but that is good parallel for the entire family

The two beauties, the two rowdy boys, and the suave, charismatic alley cat that swoops in and takes care of them all

~July 1919~

*Alastor looks around the recording studio as he walks in with far more confidence than he rightly should have. As he heads to the front desk, the clerk at the desk looks him over before she glares at him*

Clerk: Can I *Grimaces in disgust* help you?

Alastor: *Smile kindly just like Michael taught him* I'm here for the internship

Clerk: *Scowling as she looks him over* Sorry *Is not sorry in the slightest* but we don't accept internships from, uh... your kind

Alastor: You will *Smirks*

Clerk: *Glares at him* Excuse me?!

Alastor: *Walks past her towards the back door* You're excused

*Alastor heads down the hallway straight towards the executives offices*

Clerk: Get back here!! You can't go back there!!

*Alastor ignores her as he opens the door to the executives office causing the three men to look up confused*

Blond executive: Who the hell are you?

Alastor: *Bows dramatically* Alastor Hartfelt! It's a pleasure to meet you all, quite a pleasure

Executive with glasses: Aint that the Liefdes boy?

*The other two executives perk up in interest*

Alastor: Indeed, I am *Smirks confidently*

Curly haired executive: What is it exactly that you want from us?

Blond executive: Does Edward want us to run an advertisement for him again?

Alastor: Oh no, I'm not here for any of that. I'm here for the internship *Pulls out a newspaper article advertising an internship for the radio station*

*The three executives look at each other before they all mumble to each other about what to do before they look back to Alastor and nod*

Curly haired executive: All right, we'll hire you on. But just as a trial run, got it?

Executive with glasses: You fuck this up you're out, got it?

Alastor: *Grins* But of course! When would you like me to-

Blond executive: Now *Snaps his fingers* Go bring a round of coffees, black, on the double

Alastor: *Grin twitches* Right away, sirs *Turns and heads out of the room. His grin is dark unsettling as he heads over to the coffee makers thinking back on everything he's seen and been taught by Michael and his Maman to be the perfect servant for a bunch of rich, stuck up people*

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*Task after task, Alastor was run ragged throughout the entire day. He had to fetch coffee, records, documents, occasionally leaving the station to pick up things like dry cleaning or paperwork from other businesses. He even got the pleasure of working with the front desk clerk much to her annoyance. He made sure to up the charm exuberantly just to make her all the more uncomfortable, not that he didn't notice the slight blushes anytime he complimented her. But regardless using everything he learned from Michael, he tiredly got through every single hour until he was done*

Executive with glasses: You did good today. Be back tomorrow morning and we'll see if you can keep up this workload

Alastor: But of course, sir, I won't disappoint you *Bows dramatically*

Executive with glasses: Hmm... we'll see

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*Day after day Alastor would go to the recording studio, be forced to do a bunch of meaningless tasks, and get very little reward from it. His anger slowly grew with each of them, but seeing Readers excited smile every day as she asked how it went always seemed to smooth the pain. He wanted to prove himself prove that even without her family's influence, he could do something. Do something that would make her happy, something... that was once his dream as a child, and he do it all on his own*

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*Alastor sighs as he sets the crate of records down in the recording booth, he glances around noticing that nobody else is in the room before he slowly walks over to the mic and taps it, he doesn't hear any kind of feedback knowing that it's turned off for the moment as music plays on the radio. He grins softly and pretends to start act out as a radio host himself*

Alastor: *Holds the mic as he starts talking to himself, unaware that he accidentally pressed start* And wasn't that a lovely song folks? Just makes you wanna sing and dance, maybe pull that lovely darling you were talking to over and sweep her off her feet and ask her to dine with you *He walks around the room continuing to act as he speaks into the mic. He notices the current song on the recorder is about to end, so he picks up a new one to replace it following the instructions on the playlist* Now don't change that dial just yet, we will be playing, "Goodbye Alexander, Goodbye Honey Boy" for all you lovely ladies waiting on your soldier *He switches the records and starts them up before setting the mic back where it belongs before he freezes when he hears someone clear their throat*

Suave man: *Clapping as he turns off the mic* Now, that was a good performance

Alastor: *Clears his throat in order cover his surprise* Thank you, I've been listening for years so I've had time to perfect it

Suave man: So you want to become a radio host?

Alastor: *Determined* I do

Suave man: *Smirks and wraps his arm around Alastor* Well you've come to the right place, son, names Marcus

*Alastors eyes widen before a subtle smirk fills his face he follows Marcus around the booth, learning all the tips and tricks*

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*Over a hundred years in the future, Annie bwehs and bleats what sounds like a love song into the radios mic as Allie plays Alastors piano and Boxie plays Michaels trumpet*

Michael: They are surprisingly good at playing

Alastor: But of course! *Grins confidently* They learned from the best

Michael: Your Maman was so excited to learn of them

Alastor: *Ear twitches* Was she? *He asks hopefully*

Michael: Yes *Chuckles and taps his phone* Why do you think I'm recording everything?

Alastor: *Eat twitches rapidly* Can... can I...

Michael: Of course *Smiles softly*

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*Rosalie curls up on her couch, covering her mouth as tears stream down her face as she listens to all of the wonderful stories her son and grand babies tell her over the video recording*

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