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It wasn't something that happened very often, or at all really, so it was concerning to think that he may have unreturned feelings for Charlie. And with the possibility of Rut striking at any time (how he wished it was on some sort of schedule like the ladies time of the month was) he needed to figure this out now. He did not need his head clouded by that.

And the best way to figure this out was to spend time together. Alastor didn't plan this in advance with Charlie; he just assumed she'd drop whatever she was doing to spend time with him. He had, however, at least thought of an activity. Something fun and light that would give them time to talk.

They were going to bake a cake.

"Charlie!" he called out loudly into the lobby, looking for the princess.

ll Closed Dash Event (Unholy Crusade) Starter for @hells-greatestdad & @hellsdisneyprincess ll After nearly two weeks of stressing over the situation with God and a great deal of planning from both Lilith and Lucifer's end - it was about time that they bring Charlie up to speed as to what was happening.

This war would greatly impact the ideals of her hotel and it wouldn't make sense, at least in Lilith's mind, if she managed to redeem a soul who would be left to be defenseless in Heaven.

She just hoped that the major information drop she would be giving their daughter wouldn't be too much of a shell shock that she went into panic mode. A trait she observed well enough that she got from her currently ill father.

Entering the hotel, Lilith held onto Lucifer's hand. Looking around for a moment, she turned to her beloved. Poor woman still didn't know where all the rooms were in the hotel.

@hellsdisneyprincess ⧐ [ drugged ] for one muse to take care of the other while they’re delirious INJURY/HURT ASKS

It was not like the other residents of the hotel to be wandering at this hour. With his usual nightly patrols, Alastor was typically the only individual who prowled the halls long after nightfall and well into the early morning hours. His lack of regular sleep routine allowed him to be quite the night-time guardian of the facility, though even he had a tendency to take a break or two to alleviate some of the boredom that came with routinely striding through the same halls over and over.

It was on this particular eve - settled on the couch in the parlor with book in hand that he perused with steady fingers over the well-worn pages (a book he had read at least three times over, if not more) - that his ear gave a flick with the sound of someone other than himself drifting into the room. his head turning to follow the sound as he observed the Princess's appearance.

With raised eyebrows, he said nothing, at first. Though with enough careful processing of her current state - saying nothing either about how it was any wonder that she was awake at all - it was immediately apparent that she was not herself.

Book closed in hand, Alastor spoke then, eyes cautiously observing her as she seemed to teeter on her feet. Drunk? Maybe. He did not often see her indulge in that way. But what else could it be? Prescription medications? Or... non-prescriptive medications? That seemed less likely.

"It is awfully early in the morning for you to be stalking along down here," he finally commented, disregarding the fact that he was awake as well. It was probably expected of him.

"...Are you well?"

Alastor & Rosie's Wedding

ll @radioiaci & @hellsdisneyprincess ll

Today was the day!

Rosie was finally going to get married!

Not exactly the ceremony she truly wanted, but she was around those she loved, and that was the important part.

She was quite grateful for Charlie allowing them to have the wedding at her hotel. Holding the ceremony on the rooftop terrace was a wonderful idea! At least there would be space for all of the cannibals who were seeking refuge there and the hotel inhabitants. There was one cannibal in particular Rosie had pulled aside to have a word with, asking her not to ruin the ceremony. As anyone would likely guess, Susan gave a grumble but agreed..for Rosie's sake.

Due to their lack of time, Rosie didn't bother with any flowers or flashy entrance. All she really cared about was the words, the vows spoken, and spending a special day with her beloved Radio Demon.

With everyone seated, Rosie, wearing a lovely red lace dress picked out by Charlie, stood at the front of the terrace and had one of the cannibal children holding a small black pillow with rings for her and Alastor. They were regular golden bands with A & R engraved on the inside.

Simple, but practical for the Cannibal Overlord pair.

His little sister will always be the perfect manifestation of cute! Blessed he is!

"Hey. I know this is sudden, but would you mind if I hung around here for a bit?" The young princess was currently in the lobby of the hotel, once again leaving the place she once thought of as 'home.'