Upon deciding to support Charlie’s ambitious little hotel, Alastor wasted no time transforming the rundown establishment into something far more presentable. With a flourish of magic, damaged walls repaired themselves, furniture straightened, and the once-forgotten lobby regained a measure of dignity.

Of course, a hotel requires staff.

Husk was recruited first, lured away from his gambling table and bribed into becoming the hotel’s bartender. Niffty followed soon after, immediately throwing herself into cleaning every inch of the building with frightening enthusiasm.

Just when Charlie, Vaggie, and Angel Dust thought the surprises were over, Alastor announced that there was one final addition.

With a snap of his fingers, a tear in reality opened above him and a confused demon tumbled through. Alastor caught them effortlessly in his arms, greeting them with a warmth none of the others had ever witnessed from the Radio Demon.

The matching gold rings on their fingers only made the scene more bewildering.

While Husk merely sighed, already familiar with the individual Alastor spoke about far too often, Charlie, Angel Dust, and Vaggie could only stare in disbelief as the truth slowly dawned on them.

Alastor wasn’t alone.

The Radio Demon was married.