you and the other three vees have been watching the extermination for a while now, and you thought it was- for lack of better terms- boring. but that's just what you thought. and velvette. valentino watched, but didn't seem very interested. but vox on the other hand? he was running circles around the couch and cheering like a football dad. velvette had just been scrolling through instagram while sitting on the couch, while valentino sat in a seperate cushioned chair smoking a cigar.

everyone thought alastor had got it in the bag after the kept dodging adam's slashes with his axe- that was...shaped like a guitar apparently- while they fought on the roof of the hazbin hotel. that is until adam destroyed alastor's microphone cane thing, making alastor temporarily lose his powers until he fixed it again. as alastor looked down at the snapped microphone in his hands, adam took the chance and swung his axe heavily, and caused alastor to fly back against the concrete.

"yeessss!!! fuck you, alastor!!" vox stood up and flipped off the tv at alastor and cackled, before turning around and jumping on the coffee table. "this is better than sex!!"

but, this excitement would end soon. right when vox had sat back down on the couch, adam took his chance at seeing alastor on the ground helpless and lifted up his axe above his head, and finally putting the nail in alastor's coffin, swinging his axe down onto alastor's head. the room fell silent. velvette even looked up from her phone as her jaw dropped, valentino nearly dropped his cigar, and you just stared in shock at the tv. but vox on the other hand, was flabbergasted. absolutely baffled. after a bit of looking at the screen in dead silence, his gaze slowly dropped to the ground, as he whispered under his breath.

"holy shit..." vox tried to keep his composure, but couldn't get through his head that the man he's went so much through with, best friends turned enemies and enemies turned obsessed and formed an extremely parasocial relationship with, was dead...