Author's POV
We all sat in the living room while I was preparing the food. Alastor came in with a smile on his face and shouted.
Alastor: HELLO MY INFERIORS!!!
Vox: Oh old school's here.
They admittedly started to argue that Charlie broke up when the scent of food began to go around the hotel. Alastor and Charlie peeked into the kitchen to see Denasa warming some jambalaya in the oven, baking some kinda pie, fixing fruit punch, and making steak ramen. Angel was in the kitchen helping her. Charlie looked back at Alastor whose mouth was drooling in hunger. His shadows took this opportunity to tease Denasa. They played with her hair and undid her hairpins. Denas looked at the shadows and gave them a little taste of the jambalaya. They curled around her satisfied and about an hour later the food was ready. Denasa walked out with the jambalaya in her hands and floated the rest to the coffee table.
Charlie: Wow Denasa this looks amazing where did you learn to cook
Denasa: My grandmother taught me while I was on tour. You see she lives in Baton Rouge, Louisana and before I left she taught me how to cook jambalaya. The rest I got from other countries.
Val and Vel were too busy eating the steak ramen to talk and Vox was eat some of the Jambalaya.
Vox: Hey Denasa, what meat is in the jambalaya?
Denasa: Oh nothing much~ Just shrimp, Saugages, and Venison~
Alastor: You eat jambalaya with Venison? I thought I was the only one.
Charlie: Okay back to business! So in exchange for singing in our hotel, what do you need?
Denasa: hmm? Well, I don't really need anything from you but a nice one for when I don't feel like driving all the way back to the sixth ring of hell.
Velvet: I heard the beaches are exquisite there. We should go!!
Alastor: Right like T.V. head over there would want.
Vox: Why you little-
Denasa: Listen to you two we are going to my bench house this weekend and we're going to have fun if you fight you will be handcuffed together for the next two weeks.
Everyone gasped. Alastor and Vox agreed to behave. Charlie, Vaggie, and Angel Dust came up to her and said.
Charlie, Vaggie, & Angel: Damn you savage!!!
Denasa:(giggles and flips hair) I know~~
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The Singer of Hell
FantasyDenasa Cruz, a famous 21 year old hip hop singer, is suddenly killed on a Sunday evening. Waking up the next day she only stares right back into the looming eye on the sky marking her place in hell. But using her beautiful voice and ingenuity she ma...