#warlock!gabe

Okay, so, for the last little while (few months, maybe more), I've gotten more and more attached to Vox, but not in a romantic or friendly way. Not quite familial either, but definitely not enemies

As part of my already established canon, I inherited Alastor's radio from an aunt I barely knew. She had gotten it from her Granddaddy, who was Alastor's brother. My parents were why I'd never got to know her better, and were damned pissed she left me anything to begin with. But it was just an ancient radio, what's the harm in that dusty old thing, anyway?

But after that, details get a little fuzzy. I knew that Alastor takes me in shortly after this, after he answers my cry for help, rescuing me from some nebulous [INSERT BAD THING HERE], that ends with my parents dead, most likely just because Alastor didn't think they were very good parents.

Weeeelllllllll....

In the new season, we find out that during his life, Vox was the head of a cult!

And maybe I listen to way too much true crime, but you know what else egotistical, megalomaniacal men like Vox usually have when they're the head of a cult?

Child Brides

Soooo, I'm thinking either I inherit the radio before the wedding, or the radio is a 'wedding gift' from my aunt, in the hopes that Alastor's soul will respond to me (or something, idk) which does indeed work, because he destroys as much of the cult as he can before whisking me off to hell knows where.

Which really works out now, because I have this very specific mental image of wee bab me, dressed up like a porcelain doll, looking over the wreckage in awe, standing beside Alastor, being his smug usual self. I hear (Vox/Father/Somebody) crawling our way, and turn to look at them, looking neutral. After a second, Alastor's smile slips onto my face as their vision goes black, never having noticed Alastor leave my side to end them.