Alastor's Fading Static Hatred (Radiodust mpreg)

Chapter Thirty-Eight: Back to Normal?

~Angel Dust's point of view~

"What does he say?" Jeff asked.

"He heard about Val having issues being in charge and wants me to spill the tea later. That's all." I replied, pulling on my shorts.

"Okay, if that's all, see you upstairs." Jeff's slender figure gracefully glided up to the door, holding his shirt, shoes, and vest in his arm. He let his halo float a few inches off the top of his head and his wings brush the floor. I was amazed that he didn't seem to want to wear a top or shoes when his body was stained in such an odd way.

His legs were stained black from the knee down, as were his arms from just beneath his elbows. He had bright blue star freckles all over his skin.

I glanced down at my legs. "I wish I had that much confidence. He's an angel and he knows that he still looks like he belongs in heaven, but he's the one who's really in danger between the two of us. I'm just the one with confidence issues that doesn't like my feet." I put on a shirt and hoodie with my booty shorts because Valentino destroyed my clothes before standing up and walking upstairs to the office Fae works in.

Al was still mostly invisible on the table, with the exception of his eyes and clothes.

"Hi, Strawberry, are you okay?" I asked, holding out my hand for him when I was in a chair next to the table. I felt a tentative hand drop into mine and I opened my eyes to find that the pair of painted, beautiful eyes were closed.

"Angel, I don't know why I'm invisible and it's scaring me." Al's trembling voice said out of nowhere.

"That's okay, darling." I traced my hand up from the collar of Al's sweater until I found his cheek and put my other hand on the other cheek. "It'll just be a little harder, okay? You'll have an easier time sneaking up on me than normal. Do you have any control of the invisibility?" I asked.

"No, I have a feeling that it's the baby. They're experimenting." Al's voice replied. Amaro appeared behind the table on the wall, nodding rapidly. "Amaro says that I literally do not have any power related to invisibility other than the shadow tricks I have." Al sighed.

Jeff giggled. "This child might be more powerful than you, Alastor."

My shoes flew at Jeff and Jeff caught them, putting them down on the ground as Alastor made an angry noise, laying back on the table and lifting his sweater.

"Alright, Al, I'm going to need you to guide my hands here." Fae said, holding the scope after turning the television on. I watched Fae's hands move jerkily before stopping on where one would assume to be Al's stomach.

Fae pressed the wand on after putting some lube on Al's bump.

"There they are..." Fae said as the baby appeared on the screen. "Oh dear. Their position has changed, but now they have their hands in between their legs and their knees together. I still can't tell you the gender of this little one. Have either of you thought of names yet though, that's the question." Fae mumbled as he tried to angle the wand a different way on Al's stomach to attempt to figure out the gender.

"I-I...have, admittedly. I was thinking Louis if they were a boy or Louisa if they were a girl." Al mumbled as if embarrassed.

I looked at his face that was gradually reappearing with a smile.

"That's a lovely pair of names." I said with a chuckle, causing what I could see of my husband's cheeks to turn bright pink.

"So domestic with each other. That's cute." Vox said from where he was sitting on Valentino, who was tied up and laying on the tiled floor and completely naked.

"What's your plan for this studio?" I asked Vox as the rest of Al appeared.

"I'm gonna sell it to an effeminate gay man that I think you all know." Vox winked at me. I felt my face go blank.

"No. I-I can't manage this!" I exclaimed. "I have a family now and I've devoted every day to them."

"Then who can do it, toots, I'm curious. Who do you think it should go to?" Vox asked as he swatted the protesting Valentino in the face with a fly swatter.

"I'll have to ask him, but...I think Stolas would be happy to run this studio to be slightly closer to Blitzø." I said before calling Stolas.