Alastor x 80's demon! Reader Crack

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"Wiggity wiggty what's up yall!" Yelled Y/n, sliding into the room, nearly blinding everyone with their neon outfit. "Oh hey, Y/n," Angel said, glancing up from his magazine he was reading but then went to fully look at them. 

"Y/n...........Why do you have that bag?" Angel asked glaring at them, knowing their......Habit. 

"No reason." They said putting the small bag behind their back in an attempt to hide it. 

"Y/n, give me the bag..." Angel said standing up and holding out one of his hands. 

"NOPE!!" Y/n Shouted and began running away from angel, the bag in hand. Suddenly, they burst through a random door that lead into some fuckin weird place with a mysterious person at a desk writing at 3:00 in the morning. 

"What the fuck?!" The person shouted. "SORRY!" Angel said, grabbing ahold of Y/n stomach and dragging them back through the door into the hotel. 

"BAG!" Angel demanded. "FINE!" Y/n replied. He then grabbed the bag from them and opened it to reveal a Furby. 

"GODDAMNIT Y/n!! THIS IS A PROBLEM!! OU HAVE A PROBLEM!!"  He shouted, attracting the attention of Alastor and charlie. 

"What seems to be the problem here?" Alastor asked. "Y?N GOT MORE FURBYS!!" Angel answered. 

"Oh, I know, I'm their dealer..." Alastor said, pulling a Furby from both of his pockets and handing them to Y/n. 

"Gasp! My sons!" They said marveling at the two furry little things in their hands. 

"NOOOOOOOOOO-"

The end.

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