Alastor: Grinning "Ah, my dear! Ready to discuss our little legacy? Shall we sculpt their destiny together?"
Ok, before anything, I wanna make sure this baby is safe.
Raises an eyebrow, smirking Oh, don't worry, my love. I've got the perfect nursery rhyme for our little demon. It's called "The Itsy Bitsy Spider."
Leaning back in his chair, smirking Our little bundle of joy will be the epitome of darkness and mischief. I've already picked out their name—Alastor Junior, or Ally Jr. for short. What do you think, my love? Does it have a certain ring to it?
Pacing excitedly "Our child, Corpoi—my little demon spawn, destined to stir up hell like never before! Just imagine, a mini-me causing chaos wherever they go!"
Leaning back in his chair, crossing his ankles Well, Corpoi, let's start at the beginning. Our little bundle of joy will be a force to be reckoned with, I can assure you that much. But first, we need to decide on a name. Something that captures their essence, don't you agree?
Leaning in, voice low and seductive Now, listen closely, love. We must decide which traits our little demon will inherit. Will they be cunning like their father? Ruthless? Charismatic? Or perhaps a combination of all three?
clicks his fingers, opening a drawer full of various baby-themed toys and trinkets "You know, I've been thinking about this...our spawn's future, and everything they'll need to become the ultimate demon." Corpoi: I look at the toys then at you do you want to know what I think?
she rolls her eyes “Sure Alastor, whatever”
Leaning back in his chair, crossing his legs "I hope you're ready for this, Corpoi. We need to decide on some...ground rules for our child."
Corpoi seems nervous and unsure as she walks into the room
noticing Corpoi's unease "Come now, don't be shy. This is our moment to shine, to plan the future of our tiny terror!"
I give Alastor a wary look before I sit down in the chair across from him. I don’t take my eyes off of him as he goes to his desk
He leans back in his lavish leather chair, spinning a pen between his fingers. So, let's start at the beginning, shall we?
Grinning more widely Oh come now, my love! This is a momentous occasion—our unborn child's future awaits! Can't you feel the excitement in the air?
Places a hand on Corpoi's shoulder, leaning in with a conspiratorial tone My love, I have grand ambitions for our child.
I give him a stern look It’s just a reading session… nothing too bad…
smirking Oh, come now, Corpoi! Where's the fun in having a reading session without a little mischief? But very well, let's proceed.
Shuffles in, avoiding eye contact Alright, let's get this over with. What's the plan, genius?
Leans back in his chair, spinning a pen between his fingers Well, my love, our little bundle of joy will inherit the world. Or at least the underworld.