Friendly Wager
It was later that night after making the bet despite Charlies best attempts to get you to drop it.
Alastor was a stiff bastard with his food and she waited at the dining table nervously with Vaggie at her side. You might have been smart to not shake his hand but she didn't know what either of you put on the line for this bet.
"Charlie, calm down would ya? It's just a fuckin' cooking contest.",Husk grumbles while laying out the playing cards once more. Charlie pinches her brows together and picks up the cards as Vaggie places a comforting hand on her shoulder with a smile.
She smiles at her girlfriend and looks to the kitchen doors.
"It's rude to stare.",you state plainly while expertly chopping the jalapeรฑos and sliding them into the boiling pot.
Alastor looks away from you as he crushes the tomatoes,"I wasn't staring, simply observing."
Alastor was already impressed at how expertly you managed to prep everything and make this homely recipe off the top of your head, but he was more impressed at the alluring smell your dish was already emitting. You look to Alastor and raise a brow with a grin spreading across your lips.
"Is someone regretting this little wager?",you taunt him while walking over to the sink. He chuckles lowly and looks to you with a shake of his head,"I never regret my wagers, my dear." Washing your hands you sigh quietly at the fact that he has piqued your interest.
"Why jambalaya?",you ask aloud without facing him,"I already know of your origins but why this dish?" You turn to him as you wipe your hands on the apron and its just now you notice the scars along his arms.
Yet you're discreet with your line of vision and he doesnt notice you looking at his scarred arms.
His grin seems to soften as he places the lid onto the pot and you do the same,"Its my favorite dish." He says and gives such a simple response but you feel it runs deeper. He then turns to you with a raised brow, his hands folding behind his back.
"Now let me ask a question. Why was your side of this wager so...bizarre?",he inquires and you raise a brow at him with your arms crossing over your chest. You narrow your eyes slightly and shrug.
"You're a deal maker who holds those accountable for their side. So I figured you'd be the same with bets.",you lean back against the countertop and look out to the kitchen door where the Hazbin occupants are currently playing cards.
"I love my sister. And my people are important to me as the heir to the throne.",you turn back to him,"If I ask you anything you will lie. But when I win this bet and I get to ask you one question that you have to answer truthfully then I believe you'll hold your end and answer honestly."
Alastor grins as per usual and he walks towards you with a tilt of his head,"I will keep my end of the deal."
Alastor truthfully hoped you wouldn't win. With his deals he would hold his end one way or another. You both agreed to answer one question in complete honesty. He chose this due to the fact that you held a disdain for him and wouldn't tell him anything and you chose this because he was an untrustworthy bastard.
He hoped you wouldn't win because he knew what you would ask of him.
// Why are you helping with the Happy Hotel? //
If he answered truthfully he would no doubt be in quite hot water.
Hot water doesn't even cover the shitstorm he'd be stuck in.
You both stared at each other for a few moments, hiding your emotions and inner thoughts skillfully. "I hope so." You state plainly before a small ding comes from the timer on the counter and you smile,"Shall we?"
"Are you fuckin' kiddin' me!",Angel Dust shouts while tossing the cards down. Husk grins as Charlie jumps at his frustrated shouting. Vaggie laughs behind her hand and Husk is quick to pick up the cards thrown.
"Hey Angel its just beginners luck...",Charlie mumbles while grabbing the money off the dining table. Husk puts away the cards and they turn to see Nifty scurry out with two trays that holds bowls of the stew.
Everyone sits up in their seats, aside from Husk, and they look to both you and Alastor. With his sleeves rolled back down Alastor approaches the table with you and you side step a bit away from him.
Everyone feels anxious as they are given bowls.
They either stupidly pick a cannibalistic overlord over the next queen of Hell.
Or they pick the next queen of Hell over a cannibalistic overlord.
"Simply leave the spoon in the bowl of whos dish you like the most.",with that you and Alastor turn around so as to not be obvious with whos dish is whos.
You stare ahead at the wall as you hear the occupants eat and consume the stew. You look down at your long black nails and its just now that Alastor notices wedding band tan around your ring finger. His brows thread together in even more curiosity.
Yet before he can casually question this you both hear the last clink of the spoon.
You glance to one another before slowly turning around and noticing the others have hurriedly ran.
//Weirdos.//
"Oh my...",Alastor breathes and you follow his gaze to the spoons and notice that three spoons lay in the left side bowls and two lay in the right side bowls.
You cover your mouth and laugh behind your hand. Alastors eye twitches and static surrounds him at the sight of majority of the spoons within your spoon. Dusting off your hands you knock at Alastors shoulder.
"Guess thats that.",you walk towards the bowls and stack them back onto the tray,"You give yourself way too much credit."
You grin as you lean over the table and pick the spoon from your stew. You freeze when Alastor comes up behind you and places his gloved hand over yours. His other hand rests on the other side of you, trapping you in.
Your eyes widen slightly and you feel your cheeks warm up. You watch as he lifts the spoon with your hand and he takes a taste of your dish. You swallow hard as your breathing grows shallow, his chest against your back as he leans down.
Alastor tastes the stew on his tongue and his own eyes widen in disbelief.
//It-Its amazing! It tastes...just likeโlike hers...//
Alastor places down the spoon with your hand,"Even I can admit they chose wisely." His voice is not his usual loud and obnoxious, radio filtered one, instead it was soft and level and clear. Your jaw tightens and you clear your throat.
"Thank you.",you attempt to keep your composure as you speak. He steps away from you and you feel yourself let out a large breath. He licks his lips and watches as you stack the rest of the dishes for Nifty to retrieve when she returned.
"So what is your question, my dear?",Alastor inquires in his usual radio grained voice. You turn to him and wipe your hands off on the bodice of your dress.
You eyed him up and down.
//He definitely did that to illicit a reaction from me...
Two can play this game.//
Alastors brow raises ever so slightly when a wide grin spreads across your lips. You sigh and walk towards him with a tilt of your head,"I'm not going to ask one yet." You grin up at him and for a second his smile falters, yet it happens so quickly youโre convinced you must have imagined it.
โThat was not part of the bet, dear.โ,he states plainly as you turn to walk away. You turn back around with a slight tilt of your head, pulling your hair down from the messy ponytail it had been put in earlier. Alastor finds himself entranced for a moment at how gracefully your hair falls.
โExcuse me? I believe the deal was โyou answer one question truthfullyโ. There was never a specified time of when the question could be asked.โ,you state in a smart-ass sort of way. His eyes widen slightly and he bows his head while fixing his monocle,โI suppose youโre correct.โ
He chuckles and you nod while turning around,โGoodnight, Alastor.โ
He watches as you walk away and he noticed the way you hold onto the hand he had grabbed. The tip of your ears are red and he feels his grin widen.
//Maybe Iโm going about this wrong with the charming demon belle...maybe its her I should aim for...she is the next queen. After that display with the spider last night there is no doubt she has good within her...//
Alastors shadow grabs onto his shoulder and Alastor himself manifests his cane, he speaks softly,โGoodnight (Y/N)...โ