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(mild gore warning. Art drawn by me. Our runner up winner!)

It had been a rough couple weeks with Angel. He had not seen or heard from Alastor in that time. Last time he did this he had planned something fun with Husk. Maybe he was going to do that again with the cat, he thought to himself.

"I mean...we had sex with that grumpy old bastard a few weeks ago, maybe he was planning on another session with the cat?" Angel mused, looking up as he walked through the doors of the hotel from his walk. "That would be pretty great, considering all the crap I've been through at the studios this week." The spider waved at Charlie and Vaggie who were sitting at the front desk, gathering their things to go out for the evening.

"Hey ladies, where ya headed?" he questioned while closing the door behind him.

"Hey Angel! It's date night!" Charlie sang while shimmying her shoulders and nudging Vaggie who responded with a smile.

"Aww, how cute. Two lezzies on a night out!" pouting his lips making a kissy face at Vaggie, whom he knew would get irritated at the slur.

"Have fun alone in your room tonight Angel. Alone." Vaggie wrapped her arm around Charlie, giving her girlfriend a kiss on the cheek. She knew how to play this game with Angel, she wasn't going to take any guff from the spider. He glared at her and flipped her off while Charlie was blushing and looking away.

"Toodles Dusty." Vaggie gave the spider a wave with her fingers and lead her girlfriend out the hotel doors with her arm still around her shoulder. Angel, now irritated, knew the moth bitch was right. He would once again be alone tonight. No one, including the girls had seen Alastor for a while. They did not know the relationship the deer and spider had, but knew that the hotel was completely void of a certain cat and small impish demon for the night as well. They were both given the night off, due to the lack of patronage.

The spider sulked, and dragged his feet over to the kitchen to grab a snack before heading to the lifts. He grabbed a Popsie from the freezer, then headed back to the lifts. It felt like these stupid things took forever when he was sulking. The door finally opened and he pressed the floor number, then waited for the car to arrive at his floor. Once the doors opened on his floor, his eye widened at the sight he was greeted with.

"Are those.... fucking claw marks through the carpet?! What the fuck?!" he scanned the hallway and of course they were leading to his suite. The spider cocked his head in curiosity. Panic started to set in, not knowing what was on the other side of those claw marks. He did have an inkling that it may be Alastor, he would do something weird like this to grab the spider's attention, but on the other hand this was Hell. Anything was possible.

Swallowing the lump in his throat, the spider stepped out of the lift and over the torn-up carpet. He was a bit too nervous to open his Popsie, that now hung next to his hip and remained unopened. When he got to his door the claw marks started to fade. Angel looked carefully at the knob on the door, it had bloody streaks across it.

"Oooh, fuck me..." letting out a huge breath of air, the spider turned the knob and slowly opened the door. Upon opening it completely, he looked around the room, but nothing was out of place. "huh?" was this some kind of joke, he thought to himself.

"WELCOME HOME, ANGEL MY DARLING!" Alastor loudly announced his presence, making Angel jump out of his skin, throwing his Popsie across the room in reflex.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!" the spider yelled and flew forwards. The voice had come from behind him?!

"Alastor! You crazy son of a bitch! What the fuck is your problem?! You trying to kill me a second time!?" the spider was livid. "You've been gone for three weeks, you tear up the hallway carpet up to my suite, and then you pop up behind me?!"