Valac the Demon: Part Two (special preview)

During your shift, if you are able, you go around to the animatronics around the Magician’s Treasure Tower, inspecting them of any signs of demon possession. Perhaps the dragon is the only one and he’s just an irritating accident, but your gut feeling since meeting Valac has said otherwise.

There’s a karaoke bar in the music room where there’s a vampire bat animatronic that’s also a karaoke machine. It’s one of the few animatronics with actual vocal functions and can sing back up to the person performing the karaoke.

Then there’s the minotaur in the book room. He wanders around the dozens of ceiling high shelves and presents rewards to people who find him. He’s actually your favorite, but now you’re even questioning him.

There’s a naga animatronic in the game room whose tail serves as a charging port for electronics and sometimes serves snacks during competitions. It is one of the more complex of the animatronics, and would have been your first guess for being possessed.

Valac, on the other hand put on shows regularly in the toy room. Considering lots of kids came through, he would growl and snarl at them, as well as control lights upon the stage. There was a performer who was the knight who would fight him, and sometimes the princess would sing a special song to put him to sleep on certain days.

You really wished you could sing so you could put Valac to sleep.

“Stop bringing me these stupid buckets!” Valac waved the tub of cotton candy you had brought him above your head. “I told you last time they’re too small for me, and you never bring me enough.”

“And like I’ve told you before: no! They turn off the equipment downstairs and have them all cleaned each day. I’m not risking my ass further to make you fresh cotton candy then have to worry about cleaning that machine every dang night. Be grateful I’m bringing you these. They’re just as good and there are a bunch of different flavors.”

Valac grumbled under his breath and popped open the lid. “This is barely a mouthful. And you didn’t bring the watermelon.”

You held up your bag and shook it. “I have more you fucking baby. But I’m not giving you any until you answer some of my questions.”

“I don’t know why you even care about it.” He shoved cotton candy into his jowls. “It’s none of your business really.”

You rolled your eyes. “You made it my business. And you’ve been avoiding answering anything at all the past week. So if you want to bitch and moan then stop asking me to bring you candy every day.”

He didn’t consider that option long. “I’ve been without long enough! I took a risk talking to you anyways. You should be flattered.”

You made a mouth with your hand and flapped it to mock him. “I should be put in a padded room for putting up with you as long as I have. I know you’re a demon and not a powerful one from what I’ve gathered.”

He flinched and snarled low in his throat. “What’s powerful to a human? Most humans don’t even know how to gain power outside of money!”

You snickered at him. “Obviously you don’t have that either.”

He chucked that cotton candy bucket at you, but you caught it. “You have no idea whose side I am on, little girl.”

“You said Astaroth the other night, so I’m assuming him.”

Valac leaned his head back, trying to do an intimidating glare upon you. “You have no idea what power is, so you can’t even imagine what he could do.”

You shrugged. “I sometimes can’t imagine another day, so fair is fair.” You took a seat upon the stage and pulled an energy drink from your backpack. “So, why are you here?”

Valac’s eyes darted away. “Why not?”