"No you didn't." Angel snapped back. The fricking jerk didn't know how fucking worried he had been that he wasn't going to see him again. Husker did little to ease his concerns either. Though looking back... it might have been to spite Alastor a little.

The hand that was petting Alastor's head suddenly stopped. Gingerly Angel reached down to lift the radio demon to sit up right so he was look into his eyes proper. "But Al, I don't want to do this without you. I remember you saying that I was your toy, right? What if I brake again? Or someone else steals me away? You're not going to take responsibly for that?"