Alex the.. goat? 🐐

I missed it by 2 days, but my man had now been around for a year! Woo!

I may need to change the writing speed.

Wip I guess

I may need to change the writing speed.

Wip I guess

So today instead of being depressed, I spent 8 hours making this:

This is page ine in a comic I'm making, and page 2 won't be out for a while because:

1) I suck at digital art

And 2) it's made physically first, then I turn it into digital after.

(The original incase anyone's interested)

Charlie and Vaggie still weren't back by the time we returned to the hotel. They'll be on their way, but in the meantime, we decided to play Jack change it, because it's the only game Pentious's tiny brain could comprehend.

"Change to.. ssshovel!" Pentious yelled, and Husk rolled his eyes.

"There is no shovel. Its spades." He said, clearly annoyed. "It doesn't even look like a shovel."

"Well it doesn't look like a sssspade either! They're the sssame thing!" Pentious rebutted.

"Can we just continue?" Angel butts in. Husk and Pentious shoot eachother dirty looks before returning to the game.

Husk wins the round. We continue to play until I realise we're missing someone. "Where's Alastor? I don't think he was at the club earlier on." I ask. Husk just shrugs.

"I don't know, I thought he went out earlier." He said, not looking concerned at all. Then again, is there a need to be concerned for Alastor?

As if on cue, Alastor just suddenly teleported in, doing the weird shadow-y thing that I'm sure no-one likes. "Ah! Hello my dears!" He says, like he didn't just teleport into the room and gave us all a heart attack. "What are we all up to?"

"Playing cards." Husk responds dryly.

"What game?" He inquired.

"We are playing a game with a man called Jack." Pentious responded and Husk rolled his eyes for about the one thousandth time.

"Jack change it." He corrects. "I'm winning." He adds with a hint of triumph. Alastor is about to continue, when suddenly the door bursts open with a

"Charlie wait!" In the distinct voice of Vaggie, and Charlie runs past us to her room, Vaggie in pursuit.

"Please, wait! I can explain!" Then there's a 'SLAM!', and a slump by the door. We're all silent, trying to process what happened.

"..go fish." Pentious says, and Husk shoots him a death glare.

...

Still not a sound from either of them since the incident. We're all sitting at Husks bar, minus Alastor who has wandered off once more. It's silent. It's weird, and it's nearly uncomfortable. We're just kind of sitting, looking at eachother.

"I'm gonna go check on them." I decide, standing up. "Give me a bottle. That didn't sound so great, atleast one of them will want a drink." Husm nods and hand me a strong bottle of vodka. Great. I turn and walk up the stairs, and once I'm outside Charlie's door, I pause, and then knock.

"Who is it?" Charlie says with a shaky voice.

"It's me, Alex" I call back. There's a few moments of silence, before there's shuffling, and the door creaks open, revealing a Charlie who has clearly been crying.

"You okay?" I ask her, even though she's clearly not.

"Yeah.. I'm- I'm okay." She lies. It's obvious she's been crying for a while.

"What.." I start but hesitate. "What was that about?" I finish.

"It was.. just a misunderstanding. Nothing to worry about." She puts on the most forced smile I've ever seen. I would've asked her more, but I could tell she just wanted to be left alone.

"Alright.. okay." I say, and turn to walk away. She shuts the door behind me.

Now I have to find the other upset gay.

I see Vaggie's spear at my feet, as if she had been sitting outside this door. I pick it up, now holding the vodka in one hand, and the spear in the other, and I begin my search for her. I check everywhere. Absolutely everywhere, but she us nowhere to be seen.

That's when I notice the stairs go up higher than the amount of floors there are. So I climb them all, and sure enough there's a door at the top. I go through it, and find that I'm on the roof. And so is Vaggie. She isn't doing anything stupid or potentially dangerous, she's just.. sitting on the ledge, her legs dangling off the massive drop. I walk up behind her, and she doesn't hear me until I sit down next to her, and still she only acknowledges me with a slight glance, before looking back out at the city below. We both stay silent for a moment, before I break it.

"Nice view." I start, to which she nods.

"It is.." she doesn't take her eyes off of it. I grab the vodka bottle, crack it open, and take a swig. I immediately grimace at the taste, but swallow it nonetheless.

"You want some?" I offer. She turns to me, sighs and takes the bottle. She takes a massive swig, not even flinching at the bitter taste. Jeez. She passes it back to me, and I take another drink, she then proceeds to let out a small giggle at the expression I make.

"Well, I know you're not up here to admire the view. What's up?" I ask. There'd a few beats of silence, before she sighs.

"It's been a.. hard day." She mumbles, and turned her gaze back to the city below.

"I can tell." I respond. "What was that whole thing earlier on about?" Again, she hesitates, but does answer.

"I.. messed up. I lied about something big, and it hurt Charlie. It was my fault, really." A good amount of questions come to mind, but I start with the most obvious.

"What was the lie?" I ask.

Silence. She stares off into the night, fiddling with her hands. Then she breaks it.

"It's a really bad one. Don't freak out, okay?"

"Okay, I wont" I respond. She grabs the bottle once more, taking a massive gulp.

"I-" She starts, but hesitates, clearly nervous. "I am not a sinner." She finished.

"Oh, you're not?" I reply, confused. Why is she down here then?

"Well I mean- I'm not- well I have sinned before- alot actually-" She says, stumbling over her words, before she let's out a frustrated sigh. "What i mean is.. do you remember I told you what an extermination and an exorcist is? And how they have to kill every sinner, no matter how big or small, I'm their path?" She asks.

"Yeah, I remember." I respond. "What about it?"

"Well.. I am an exorcist..." She responds, an ashamed look in her eyes. I knew something was off about her.

"Okay, and?" I respond. She looks around at me, confused. "What? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"It's just.. I don't know, I thought you'd be a bit more angry, or mad. I mean I'm literally telling you I'm an exorcist who has killed thousands of sinners." She said.

"Look, I have never met an exorcist, nor do I care for any sinner out there." I gesture to the city below. "Unless you attacked anyone in the hotel, I don't care. You can kill Pentious though." She just continues to look at me confused.

"Anyways, if you are an angel, why are you here in hell, hm?" I ask.

"Well.. I failed my task of 'kill any sinner in sight. So they stabbed out my eye, and ripped off my wings." She responded after a moment.

"So you didn't kill a sinner? And they kicked you out for that?"

"Well, technically. But really, I spared a kid." Now that one shocked me. A kid? And they kicked her out over that?

I stay silent for a moment, just looking at her. Then I let out a low whistle.

"They really did you dirty then." I say, leaning back on my hands. She nods and takes another gulp of vodka. She looks.. really sad.

"Hey. Its alright. Heaven is probably overrated anyways." I say, not really sure what else to say that could help. Then an idea comes to mind. "Hey, do you know who you could talk to about this?"

She gives me a questioning glance, raising an eyebrow. "Who?" She asks.

"Lucifer! He's fallen, he'd know how it feels!" I say, and she nods slightly.

"Actually.. that's not a bad idea." Agreeing, but then she frowns. "What about Charlie, is she alright?" She asks.

"She.." I think back to her state earlier on. "You might need to give her some time. Come on, we can get a temporary room key from Husk" I suggest, standing up. I offer her a hand, which she takes and pulls herself up.

"Here's your spear." I say, handing it to her.

"Thank you." She says and takes it.

We walk back into the hotel and down the mass amount of stairs, to the lobby. Everyone turns to us, and Angel's about to question, but Vaggie speaks first.

"I'll tell you all tomorrow hopefully. Husk, I need to borrow a room key for a while." Husk put down the bottle he was cleaning, and grabbed the closest key to him, handing it to her and pouring himself a drink. '361' is the number. Damn. Imagine having to walk down 3 flights of stairs just to get to the lobby. She turns to me, nods, mutters a quick, 'thanks' and heads off, up the flight of stairs once more.

○|PT.11: BOMBED SHOTS|○

Today I was woken up by Angel obnoxiously knocking ok my door.

"Wake up! We're going out!" He called through the door. Out? Where? I swing myself out of bed and open the door.

"Where?" I ask, my voice still groggy with sleepiness.

"Charlie and Vaggie left for heaven, and now we're going to the club with my good pal Cherri!" He responds. Who's Cherri?

"Okay, give me a couple of minutes, I'll meet you in the lobby." I say to him.

"Kay." He responds before leaving my door and back down the stairs. I shut my door and get ready to go out.

In the lobby, I'm greeted by a new face. A one eyed face, with hair that almost sticks up like a lit bomb.

"Cherri, Alex. Alex, Cherri. Now let's go." Angel says. She gives me a scrutinising look, before rolling her eyes and walking to the door, everyone (minus charlie and vaggie as they aren't here) follows her. Did I mention she's holding a massive stack of money? How, I don't know. We take a short walk back in to town, before entering a club called 'Consent'.

Wow. Okay, thats alot of lights. And music. And people. And everything, really. We find a table next to some guys playing poker. They ignore us, we ignore them. Immediately, when we sit, Cherri orders us all a round of shots, to which Angel and Husk cheer.

"I'll admit, Consent is a good name for a sex club." Husk says, and Cherri and Angel have a good laugh.

Now that I think of it? Pentious is staring quite intently at Cherri. Like really, really intently.

Is he blushing?

Niffty has run off. I glance around for her, just to see her playing poker with the lads next to us. What??

"Niffty! Get over here!" I call out to her. She whips her head around, looks at me, smiles weirdly and scuttles back over to us. I turn back to see, that in fact, everyone has moved to sit at the bar front. I make sure Niffty is following me, and make my way to sit beside them, taking a seat beside Husk, just in time to see Pentious approach Cherri.

"Miss Bomb? Cherri? I bought you a shot." He said with a hint of nerves to his voice.

"Why?" She asked back, with a smirk on her face. She's clearly amused at his nerves.

"Because.." He starts, then he yells, "Because I am buying everyone a shot!" Well that's daring. Some randomer shouts back,

"Yes! I love alcohol!". And soon enough another shot is delivered to us all, with Pentious on the paying end. I chug my own. Its strong, and it has a citrus-y aftertaste. It still burns, but less.

"Hey, kid. Ya want some 'a these?" A heavy Austrailian accent says beside me. I turn around to see Cherri bomb holding a pill beside me. Angel also sees, and his eyes widen.

"Cherri! You can't give a minor that!" He yelled with a hint of annoyance.

"Oh come on Angie! He can handle it!" She called back.

"No! Your not giving him that!"

"Fine." She said with annoyance before rolling her eyes and pocketing the pill. Husk rolls rolls his eyes at the whole event, but says nothing.

We order more shots, I start to feel a bit dazed. After a while, Angel looks around and yells,

"Where's Niffty!" He then spots her 'cleaning' a table that people were sitting at. Really, she's knocking full pints into a black bag. Angel runs over, and apologises, and gives them money. He then chases Niffty around the whole bar.

"Cherri? Would you like to do.. a sssex with me?" Pentious asks her. Oh my lord.

"And why would I want to do that?" She responds.

"Because.. I am doing a sex with everybody here!" He yelled. Oh my lord. He then gets dragged away by 20 people. I wish him luck.

Angel comes back with Niffty and drops her into Husk's fur. He looks annoyed abd confused, but before he gets to speak, Angel does.

"Leave her be. She's wasted." He says.

Everything else is a blur, but I remember Niffty running off once more and Angel goes to chase her, just to run into apparently his boss. We watch at a distance, but Cherri looks ready to step in if needed. The two are arguing, and it's not looking good. "Who is that?" I ask Husk. "That's Valentino. Angel's boss. Not a good guy." He responds.

Then we all witness Valentino slap Angel so hard that his nose bleeds and he lands in a heap on the ground. Jesus. Val walks over him and gives him what I assume is an empty threat, but we can't actually hear, and walks out.

Angel stands up, and covers his bloody nose with his hand.

"That asshat." Cherri says.

"Leave it. It was worth it." Angel responds, and begins to walk off.

○|PT.10 STORIES SHARKS & SONG|○

Oh who the hell is this?

Just as they left, a short girl came in, strutting right up to the bar like she owns the place.

"Hey pussy cat." She called to Husk, who returns with a middle finger and a drink. I do not like this girl. Who does she think she is?

Angel walks up to the bar and sits beside her.

"Who are you?" He asks her.

"I'm Alastor's pal." She responds.

"Like friend? Huh. Didn't know he had any of those. What's his deal?" Angel then inquires.

"Well, I'm sure you've heard the stories" she says. Stories? Hm. This intruiges me, and I turn in my seat to face her.

"He came to hell, making a splash bigger than others. At first; people wanted to dismiss him. But then overlords started going missing. And not just small ones, no. Heavy hitters." She continues. This is really getting good.

"Then, strange broadcasts of screams started playing all over hell. No one knew where they were coming from. That's when Alastor revealed himself as the Radio Demon." I knew he was up to no good. I see Husk leave the bar, and I want to follow him, but I stop myself to listen to the rest of this story.

"And anyone that messed with him? Well, let's just say his broadcast never lacked new voices.. but underneath all that.. he's a total sweetie! Pour a couple shots of rye and he becomes a kitten!" She finishes. Angel just looks shocked and I take the opportunity to pocket the duck and go behind the bar to make my own drink.

I just mix a couple different drinks together, and it tastes.. not bad. Huh. Angel looks at me and nearly bursts out laughing when he sees what I'm doing. But he isn't telling me off, so..

Then Husk returns.

"Hey! What are you doing?!" He yells at me. Uh oh. I chug the rest of the drink.

"Too late!" I say and run out from behind the bar. He rolls his eyes before Charlie, Alastor, Lucifer and Vaggie return. Oh, his drink! I grab Lucifer's drink and walk up to him.

"Hey, I got you your dri-" I don't get to finish before the short girl from earlier buts in.

"Oh, your highness! Pleasure to meet you!" She then leans back to whisper to Alastor. "Alastor, you gotta warn a girl when she's in mixed company!"

"Charmed I'm sure." Lucifer replies awkwardly. Alastor does the static thing again. He really does not like him.

Then, the whole hotel shakes. I run to look out a window, to see a group of shark looking demons in suits and top hats battering at the door with what looks like a dead tree.

"Mimzy! We know your in there! Open up!" One calls loudly. Immediately, the short girl, mimzy - what a fitting name for someone with such an annoying voice - jumps behind the bar.

"Mimzy, what was that about?" Asks an annoyed Husk, who very clearly isn't a fan of her being there.

"I may have taken fifty grand from a loanshark and didn't pay them back. And stole his car. Then crashed it.. into his girlfriend, but she had it coming!" She says. What the hell!?

The hotel shakes violently again as the tree hits the door, and Vaggie looked ready to charge out there when,

"No my dear, leave it to me" Alastor begins. "It's time I remind everyone why I am *here*" his eyes completely change when he says 'here'. They go completely black with the glowing red dials in the middle. Then, some black tentacles grow from the ground and lift him up about 26 feet, before he grows and crawls out of the hotel. He is now massive, and the sharks look terrified. We all watch as he impales them with moreblack tentacles, blood, guts, and brains flying everywhere. He even eats a few.

"See Charlie? Sinners are violent psychopaths that are hell bent on causing death and destruction! No salvation there!" Lucifer says to Charlie, facing the bloodshed and carnage going on outside.

"Dad! He is defending this hotel! How come he can have faith in me,but my own father can't?" Charlie responds, ger voice rising slightly, and by the look on his fave, she struck a chord in him. I can see a mix of guilt, sadness and regret in his eyes.

"This is really getting good." I hear Angel say behind me,and I turn around to see him, Husk and Pentious eating popcorn, which I quickly get myself involved in.

Alastor returns after telling Mimzy to leave. About damn time.

"Dad.. just help me" Charlie says quietly, to which Lucifer replies,

"I can't." Then, they start.. singing? Yeah I don't know anymore. But, in fairness to them, it is a beautiful song. Vaggie, Angel and pentious actually tear up. Then, once they finnished, they hug, and stay wrapped in eachothers arms for ages.

"Aww.. that was ssssweet" a slithery voice says. Wow. What a way to ruin a moment, Pentious.

"Alright, I can get you the meeting, but once your in heaven, I won't be able to go with you.. Will you be okay?" Lucifer asks Charlie as they break the hug. A meeting? Heaven? What did I miss?

"I'll be okay." She responds.

He steps back a bit, before red particles start to swirl around him.

"Okay.. Good luck kid." He says, before the red particles surround him completely, and he dissapears, and I go back to my room. I sit on the edge of the bed, and think about, well everything. Mimzy, the only person I can think of who's more annoying than Pentious, and the fact Alastor had to kick her out. Alastor himself, his backstory, and the broadcast of screams, him killing the sharks and eating them like they mean nothing. The song between Charlie and Lucifer.

Lucifer, the devil.

The devil who gave me a rubber duck.

○|PT.9: INSANE DUCKS pt.1|○

Last night was mad. As a summary, Angel went off to work, and he looked really bad when he came back. From what I gathered, Charlie pissed off his boss, and that made Angel angry? Or something along those lines. Husk didn't help. In fact, he seemed to just make him angrier, to the point where he stormed out. Then Vaggie got mad at Husk and told him to go find him. Husk obviously wasn't too happy with that arrangement. Then, if that wasn't enough, the two of them came in talking like a newly wedded couple, as if none of them were angry in the first place! I went to bed after charlie apologised a hundred times, and Angel basically said how he wasn't really angry at her.

SO WHAT WAS ALL THAT ABOUT???

I woke up late this morning and came down to a few things. First off, Charlie's even more of a mess than she was before. Actually, everyone looks like a mess. There's also decorations hanging everywhere, and they've let Niffty cook.. something. I spot Angel and walk up to him.

"Hey, what's all this for? What's going on?" I ask him.

"Oh, hey toots. Charlie's dad is coming in less than an hour." He said. That's it? All this for an old man? I'm about to question further, but Charlie calls out to me.

"Alex! Thank god you're awake! I would really appreciate it if you could get a cake! Niffty's making cookies, but I don't know how we'll that's going to go. Please?" I think about it for a moment. I mean, it means I'd have no chance of having to help decorate.. but I'll also be back in the streets of hell alone.

Yeah, I'm gonna do it anyway.

"Okay, sure then." I tell her.

"Yes, thank you!" And she pushes me towards the door, and before I step out, Vaggie taps my shoulder.

"Hey. If anyone does anything to you, punch them square in the neck. They'll be out like a light." She says. I nod, before leaving onto the streets.

I'm about maybe a mile down, when I realise, I have no clue where I'm going. I must've reached the main town as there's many buildings and people, and so I begin my search for some sort of shop that might sell a cake. In hell.

This is ridiculous.

I push and weave through people whilst trying to avoid fights, when one sinner catches my eye.

He looks old, with a round face, and hair that comes to two long spikes on either side. He wears a top hat that has two feathers sticking out of it, one having a patch on it. He has eyebags, like he hasn't got alot of sleep, and a similar face to the toaster I had seen on my first day. He's just.. staring at everyone walking by with a stern expression. Is he crazy? Insane, maybe? He doesn't move once. I try to ignore him, and continue in my search.

After what feels like an hour, I can't find anything. So, I go for the next best option. Cupcakes. The ones I got don't look very appetising, but they'll have to do. I begin my trek back, but once I past the spot where the old guy was, he's no longer there. Huh. Weird. I wonder where ye went..

When I arrive back infront of the hotel, I see a limousine parked out the front. Who owns a limo down here?

I re-enter the hotel, to see Alastor arguing with a really short guy dressed in white, with a massive top hat. Are tophats the new rage?

Charlue runs up to me.

"Alex, your back!" She says.

"Yeah, I am. I couldn't get a cake, so, I got cupcakes instead. That okay?" I ask. She nods and takes them off of me. The short guy turns around from Alastor and looks at me, and grows a smile. He walks up to greet me. He's proper tiny. I think Vaggie might be taller than him.

"Hello there" He says with a nervous smile. He extends a hand for me to shake, which I take.

"So.. are you Charlie's dad?" I ask as he shakes my hand quite alot, before letting go.

"Why, yes, I am! But you can call me lucifer!" And I froze. I'm not sure what I was expecting, since Charlie is the princess of hell, and this is her dad, but the name still sends shivers down your spine.

"Well uhh nice to meet you, Lucifer. I'm Alex"

I say after a moment. He just chuckles nervously.

"Yes, you too." He says, then alastor does the weird, teleporty thing with his shadows, over to us.

"Ah, Alex. Me and Charlie are going to take _our lord_ on a tour around the hotel. Have a drink ready for him coming back, will you?" He grits his teeth while saying 'our lord' and I swear that I can hear radio static. He does not like this guy. I nod, before mumbling an, 'it was nice to meet you' and just before I walk off, Lucifer pushes something into the palm of my hand before closing my fingers around it. He then walks away with Alastor and Charlie. I walk over to the bar and sit on a stool.

"One-" I begin, but Husk cuts me off.

"No" he says bluntly.

"It's not for me, idiot! It's for Lucifer." I say, rolling my eyes. He does as well, before walking off, hopefully to get a drink of sorts.

Then I remember I'm still clutching whatever Lucifer gave me, so I open my hand to see..

○|PT.8: DREAMT SOULS|○

I'm running through a forest. A luscious, green forest. I can immediately tell this isn't a place in hell. Its far too nice, but, it also seems familiar, like somewhere I used to know. It feels like I'm running from something. Moving past the trees and shrubbery quite fast, with the sun setting overhead.

I'm not running alone either. There's a girl, around my age, running with me. She seems quite familiar aswell, with a black hat, blond hair, and a pair of blue dungarees, a grey t-shirt under it.

She's beautiful.

Stunning, actually. Though I don't get an awful lot of time to admire this girl, as we just keep running. This is when I notice that I can't control my body. I just keep running no matter what I try to do, until eventually we stop at a cliff, beside a river, and some brilliant views of a mountain with the sun setting behind it. It's amazing. I almost recognise this place too.

After a moment of admiring the view, I realise why it's so recognisable. It's the woods I lived near on earth.

Before I can think about it much more, I look down to see the girl's arms around my chest, though, I can't feel the touch. She's.. crying? Why? She was fine just a minute ago. Is she hurt? Was it me? I try to tell her not to cry, that she's okay, but my mouth won't open, like it's glued shut. Another person, an older, middle aged looking man, emerges from the treeline, and he does not look happy. He looks furious, actually. What is going on? The girl is suddenly crying more, and before I can think about it, a knife lands, piercing my neck. I can't move or pull it out, and the last thing I see is the weeping girl.

I know why I recognise her.

I suddenly wake up back in my room in the Hazbin Hotel. It was a dream. I'm thrown back into my own harsh reality.

I'll never truly see that girl again.

I sigh, getting up and heading down the stairs, to be greeted with a certain red haired cyclops, playing with bugs.

Niffty.

"Oh, hi niffty." I call to her as I approach.

"Oh hi there! Have you come to see my show? heheheheh" she says back with a manic laugh. What?

"Uhm.. no.. no I haven't." I answer. Is she here just to play with bugs?

"Hey, niffty? Why are you here? At the hotel I mean." I ask her curiously, crouching down to her height.

"Oh! Mr. Alastor brought me and Husk here. He needs me to clean." She responds back, nonchalantly. Alastor brought them here? And they agreed?

"Well how come if you guys agreed to work here, Husk is always so miserable at his bar?" I inquire.

"Well we didn't agree- well I did, but it doesn't matter, he owns our souls!" She says, a bit too casually, as if we were talking about the weather.

"He what- he- how?" I ask, slightly dumbfounded. How does he simply own their souls?

"We each made a deal with him! Duh!" She replies, like it's the most obvious thing in the world.

"So you can just.. give away your soul down here? Really? Just like that?" I ask, still shocked.

"Well yeah! That's just how it is down here, hehe" she says with another cackle.

"And he can just.. make you do whatever he wants? All the time?" I ask, to which she smiles happily and nod.

"Yup! And usually, he's really nice!" She says. Why do I not believe that? She then looked around for a moment, and said, " Oh my goodness! It's still so icky in here! You should help me clean the whole place!" And before I fan protest, she whisks me away to the fireplace, where she jumps up on it to clean something above, knocking over a vase and a picture of charlie and her parents, which I both catch, just on time.

"Jeez- be careful, niffty." I scold.

"Oops! Sorry! She says back.

She starts climbing on different chairs, couches, tables, and anything else she can find that supports her weight. Everytime, knocking something over, which I managed to catch most times. I missed a small gadget, it looked like something pentious made, so I don't really care for it. After a while she stopped.

"I'm gonna go kill some bugs now. But.. you are invited to my roach puppet show later on!" She hands me a peice of paper, which has a crudely drawn drawing of a bug on it, before scurrying off. Huh. Weird. I put the peice in my pocket, before heading to my next destination: the bar.

"Husk." I, deciding to get straight to the point. "Does Alastor own your soul?"

"Yup. Don't gamble, kid." He says. That's it? No explanation, not even looking up from the bottle he was cleaning. "He owns millions. That's why he's an overlord, dumbass." Oh. Well now I feel stupid.

"That's alot." I state, not really knowing what else to say. The silence is awkward, after I heard from Charlie that I allegedly passed out after something less than a dozen drinks.

As the silence grows, I decide to get up and leave, going to my room, where I can think: why? No, how does Alastor own Husk's soul? Niffty too, but no one seems to know the first thing about her. But Husk seems smart enough. How did he let Alastor get his hands on his soul?

○|PT.7: SPEAR TRAINING|○

Angel has been quite quiet towards me today, and husk keeps shooting me glances from the bar.

Alastors gone, what a surprise. He just kind of comes and goes whenever he pleases. Pentious is also away somewhere with the eggs I presume. Charlie is bouncing around like a hyper bunny, and Vaggie.. has left her spear on its own. That's a first. Isn't her whole thing not trusting people? I wonder if she'd teach me how to use it.

"Charlie, does Vaggie know she left her spear here?" I call over to her. She stops what she's doing and glances between me and the spear.

"Oh, I don't think so.. maybe you should go give it back to her!"

"Okay, well, where is she?" I ask.

"Well, right now, normally she's.." she stops to think for a moment. "Out on a walk." Great. I have to wait until she returns.

"Do you think maybe.. she'd teach me how to use it?" I ask, hopeful. Charlue looks at me in contemplation.

"Well.. maybe? But I wouldn't get your hopes up, Alex." Damn it. If Mrs happy-go-lucky is having doubts, it's probably a no. Nonetheless, I wait on vaggie to come back.

When she returns, I bounce to my feet and bring her the spear.

"Hey Vaggie, you left your spear here." I hold it out to her, and she snatches it from my hand.

"Thanks." She says quickly and bluntly.

"So anyways, I was wondering if -"

I start, but she cuts me off.

"No."

"Oh, come on! You didn't even hear me out!" I protest.

"Fine, what is it?" She says with a sigh.

"I was wondering if you could teach me how to use a spear?" I ask, still hopeful.

"Hmm.. no." She replies.

"What? Please! Come on, Vaggie." She looks at me for a minute, then looks at Charlie. She then sighs and says reluctantly, "Fine, I guess I can teach you a bit."

"YES- or I mean, thank you." I say, glad that she did agree, even if it took a bit of convincing. She sighed again, then gestured for me to follow her as she began walking, so of course I followed. We walked to a door at the back of the hotel, which, when opened, leads to a small outside area. She grabbed a long wooden pole and handed it to me.

"I'm not going to let you use a real spear, in fear you'll cut off my head or something, because it's made of angelic steel." She explains.

"What's angelic steel?" I asked.

"Oh, it's used to make weapons for angels." She says like it's the most obvious think in the world.

"What? Why do angels need weapons?" I asked in shock.

"During the extermination? Or are you too stupid to know what that is either?" She asks.

"No! What's an extermination?"

"Extermination is when, for 24 hours every six months, angels come down and kill every sinner they can within the time period. These types of angels are known as Exorcists, and they use weapons like these" she points to her spear.

I don't know what to think, but I must look pretty horrified, because Vaggie asks, "what?"

"What? What! You just told me that angels are going to come and kill us! Why? Wh- why do you have one of their weapons?!" I nearly yell

"Uhh.. I just found it!" She rushes out.

"Uh huh, yeah, sure. Why do you actually have it?" I ask sceptically.

"I'm serious! I just found it!" She insists. I narrow my eyes at her. I don't believe that.

"..sure, okay, let's pretend I belive that. So how do you know when an extermination is going to happen?" Us my next question.

"Oh. There's a count down on the giant-ass clock behind us." Oh, so that's what it's counting down to.

"Right, I wondered why it had a count down! 108, isn't that like, in a couple of months?" I ask.

"Yeah, it is. That's why Charlie opened the hotel. To redeem sinners, so they don't have to be killed." She responds.

"Oh! Alastor said on the flyer it was because-" I start, but she cuts off, like earlier.

"Ah ah, we know what Alastor wrote on the flyer, and I'm not happy at him for it."

"Oh, right." I respond, before looking back to the clocktower for a moment. That's really cruel, to come down and kill sinners. I mean, we're already suffering. Surely that's enough.

"So.. should we actually start training, or are we going to stand here like idiots?" Vaggie asks, reading the silence I was yet to notice even formed. I turn back 5o look at her.

"Yeah.. i suppose we should.." I say, but something about my face must look wrong, because she stands there for a minute, before patting my back, and saying "maybe we should continue this a different day, yeah?"

"Yeah.. maybe we should.." I say, and we head back inside. As soon as we re-enter, Charlie sprints up to us.

"That was quick? How did it go? Was it fun? Was it-" jesus, Vaggie has a knack for cutting people off.

"Charlie, calm yourself down, and no, we didn't actually do anything.. Alex found out what an extermination is." Vaggie says.

"What? Oh." Is all Charlie can really say before going silent.

"Yeah, it's cruel to say the least." I say. "I mean, why kill us, when we're already suffering?"

"Yeah, I know. I don't like it either. That's what this place is for! To get less sinners killed and more into heaven!" Charlie says. We say a couple more words, before I dismiss myself to my room to lie alone with my thoughts. Why would they send angels down to kill us? What's the point? To add fear onto the top of the tower of suffering we already have? To remind us who's superior? It's cruel. Isnt their whole thing to be kind to everyone, even to the evil and cruel?

And why does Vaggie have ine of their weapons? Because I know for a fact, she didn't just 'find it.' It must go deeper than that, bit how? Where? Did she kill an angel? Something is off about her.

○|PT.6: DRUNKEN GOAT|○

Today was a lot. We were woken up at stupid o'clock to do some 'friendship excersises', which were really just things like Niffty crying, and we had to like, comfort her then find out what's wrong, or Angel and Pentious getting into a fight and we have to break it up, along with many others.

But now we all gathered around on couches for dinner. I'm just about to start eating when Angel leans over and curiously asks,

"Hey toots, why are you down here anyway? You don't look half bad.". I considered ut for a moment. Do u really want to share my life story with someone I don't even think I like? No. Of course I don't.

"None of your business," I reply bluntly. He does not look satisfied at all.

"Oh, come on! Please?"

"Nope." I persist whilst starting to eat my food.

"God, you suck!" He yells, clearly irritated. He then flips me off before returning to his food with an angry huff. He looks pissed, though I don't think it's such a big deal.

Most of us have finished by now, so I offered to do the dishes. Not because I want to help, because it gets me away from everyone, even if for only a couple of minutes. Everyone happily agreed before Niffty went off to finish cleaning, Angel went to talk to Husk at the bar, and Charlie and Vaggie stayed at the couches to talk with Alastor. And pentious.. yeah, I don't care enough to ask where he went.

I lift all the plates and walk past the bar (where I briefly hear Angel mention my name, but think nothing of it. I figure he's just ranting about me to Husk.) and into the kitchen and begin to wash them. It didn't take very long, and I was just drying my hands when Angel came in, no longer looking angry, which I thought was weird.

"Hey, sweetcheeks, wanna get a drink with me?" A drink? I haven't had alcohol before, but what's the worst that could happen?

"Yeah, sure. But stop calling me that!" I call back.

"Sure thing, baby~" He says with a laugh, before grabbing my arm and pulling me out of the kitchen and to Husk's bar. "Two strong whiskeys please!" He calls to Husk, who rolls his eyes but makes the drinks nonetheless. Once he hands over the drinks, Angel takes a massive swig from his. I take a swig from mine, and God, it burns your throat like hell! I feel like I just ate a lit peice of firewood. I cough and splutter for a moment, which makes Angel laugh his ass off at me.

"Oh god, that's hilarious!" He says in-between laughs. My eyes narrow, and I take a bigger sip, and force it down. Angel chuckles and rolls his eyes before finishing his drink. I follow suit, finishing mine when he asks,

"Hey, you ready for another?" With a smirk. I smile back and say "of course." And Husk returns with another round. We chug it down, and it still burns my throat, but less. So Angel calls Husk for another round.

"Hey, Angel, you really sure that's a good idea?" He asks.

"Come on Husk, it'll be fine! Besides, everyone spills everything when they're drunk, right?" Angel responds. What does he mean by that? Husk hesitates, but brings another round.

"You liking this, toots?" Angel asks me.

"Yeah, it's alright."

"Good!" He smiles, and we both gulp down our drinks. I've gotten used to the burning sensation by now, and I'm able to drink it faster without being too bothered. At about our fifth round, I started to feel a bit.. weird. Is this drunkenness? If it is, it's not as bad as people say. We push through, until our seventh round, where Angel shouts,

"Husk! Bring us your strongest drink!" Oh god. If I feel like this now, what's this thing going to do to me? The world is slightly spinning when Husk brings the drinks over.

"You ready for this one?" Angel says to me with a grin.

"Y-yeah. I think.." my speech comes out a little slurred. Am I ready for this? But before I know the answer, I'm already chugging away. Woah, this one is strong. I'm starting to think this wasn't such a good idea. I drink the rest and slap the empty glass on the counter with a groan.

"Say, kid, why'd you wind up in hell, hm?" Husk asks without looking up from the bottle he was cleaning. Have I not told them? I can't think straight. Should I have told them?

"Uhh I did some bad things.."

"Like what?" He pushes. Yeah what? I can't think of anything- ah.

"I shooted two of my siblings"

"It's shot- what the hell?!" He exclaims. He's shocked. Why is he shocked?

"Yeah, then I was stabbed by my dad." Uh oh. I can feel my eyes drooping.

"Well that's messed up. Why's you do that, toots?" Angel asks. I whip my head around to look at him, and I can tell he looks.. concerned?

"I thought that maybe.. maybe they were the reason for everything.. for who I was and for what other people were like." He looks more concerned now. "Husk, can I have another drink, hehe." I ask the bartender. He looks at Angel for a minute, before shrugging and pouring the drink.

"You sure you should have another one?" Angel asked. Should I? No.. yes? Probably?

"Hehehe yeah, I should."

Husk returns with the drink and passes it to me, I chug it down. I don't remember much else after that. I drank the drink, then everything went black. I was out like a light st the bar.

○|PT.5: OVERLORD|○

When I came down this morning, Angel was back, except he looked even more pissed off at Pentious. So I decided to check what was going on.

"Hey Angel, you alright? What happened?"

"No, I'm not. Last night, I caught that slippery twerp placing cameras for Vox all around the hotel."

Vox again! Who is he, and what does he want with the hotel?

"So why is Pentious still here if he did that?" I ask.

"Because little miss sunshine and rainbows came down the stairs to see us fighting it out, and she sang a damn song with him! Now there are besties!" He says with an eye roll. Why would she do that? He was literally being a spy!

"Oh great. I knew there was something up with him."

"Same, honestly." Angel responds. "Anyways, how wad your night, sweet cheeks?"

Right. Just when I thought he was being normal. I'll have to get used to it, I guess.

Just then Alastor walks into the lobby with a group of suit and top hat wearing eggs, (which I can now assume are egg bois) and announces he will be leaving for a short while, as he has an outing planned for the day. I walk up to him as he's leaving and ask, "Hey, Alastor, can I tag along? I don't want to sit here the rest of the day."

"Why, of course, my dear! Just dont be any trouble now, ha ha ha!" He says, holding the door open for me to step out. He comes out after me, and we begin to walk back in the direction of the clocktower, which now reads '111'.

We walk in silence for a short while before I break it.

"So, do you know who Vox is?" His eyes narrow in what seems like.. annoyance? Though, it's hard to tell.

"Ah, that frivolous television. Yes, I do know who Vox is. Why do you ask?" He responds.

"Well, I've just heard his name a few times, and I wondered if he had any relevance to the hotel? Angel said he had seen Pentious placing cameras around for him."

He stays silent for a moment, though I can hear pretty loud radio static.

"That stupid rectangle of disappointment and misery actually has quite the obsession with me for some weird reason. He has zero relevance to me or the hotel."

I think it's about time to change topics. He seems angry.

"And what about those.. eggs? What are they?" I gesture to the group of eggs behind us.

"Oh, these? These, I believe, are our serpentine friend's minions that our one-eyed body guard has asked me to dispose of." I'm about to ask more when a tall black figure appears in front of us.

"Hark,

Alastor. How art thou?"

Woah. This thing is about eleven foot tall and dressed in all black, with four eyes. He reminds me of a spider.

"Who's this boss? Want me to rough him up for ya?" One of the eggs say.

"Follow in silence, if you value your shell." Alastor says to it before turning back to the spider. "Greetings, Zestial!" Zestial? Weird name. I hear a demon yell in fear behind us at the sight of him. Why are they scared if him?

"Ah, the weather doth become this fine day, but bid me, who is this companion with thee?" He says, looking at me.

"Ah yes, this is a dear friend of mine, Alex."

'Dear friend?' I haven't even known him for a week.

"Hello" I say. He looks confused. "Uhhh hello.. why doth thee not feareth me?" Zestial asks. Should I be scared of him?

"I'm sorry, but I don't know who you are. Should I be scared of you?" I ask.

"Well, indeed. Most cowar in my presence. I am the great Zestial Morde, oldest of overlords." What's an overlord? "Nice to meet you."

"Indeed, but thy lack of feareth doest make me wonder, why art thee in hell?"

I pause for a moment. Should I tell people why I think I'm in hell? But then again, I'm probably not going to meet this guy again..

"I killed my brother and sister. Then my dad killed me." I blurt out.

"..Intruiging." He says, slightly surprised. Why is he surprised? There's surely been worse in hell.

"Right. Okay, well Alex, it has been a pleasure, but I'm afraid I have to leave you here. The rest of my outing is quite confidential." Alastor says, before walking off with Zestial.

"Alright, see you then.." I say as he walks off with Zestial and the eggs. Wow. Just leave me on the side of the road like that. Nonetheless, I walk back the same route we came.

When I return to the hotel, I notice everyone is gone. Where'd they go? I take a seat on the couch and just wait for what feels like hours, when finally everyone returns, except Vaggie. Everyone is happy and laughing, except Charlie, who seems upset. Everyone comes and sit on the couches, except Charlie who went upstairs.

They all seem to be talking about some sort of fight. Wait, fight?! How come the one day I leave them they get into a fight? I wanna fight!

After a while of listening, I glance up to see both Charlie and Vaggie looking at everyone from an inside balcony. How did she get back in? Soon enough, Alastor also rejoins us, the eggs still trailing behind him.

"Alastor. Failed to get rid of the eggs I see?" Vaggie calls down to him.

"Yes well the little things prive to be quite useful." He calls back. Then, Pentious's face lights up with pure joy when she tells Alastor to return them to him. He scoops them all into a hug, before ordering them to clean his 'quarters'.

The rest of the night was honestly brilliant. Everyone sat up talking, drinking and playing card games into the early hours of morning. It felt like one big family. At around 3 AM, everyone retreated to their rooms to catch some sleep. I enter my room and get into the bed, but thoughts still circle in my mind. I think about what Alastor said about Vox. How pentious was trying to sly for him, how he seems to have an obsession with alastor. Why?

○|PT.4: SERPENT|○

I woke up the next day, blankets now lying on the ground, instead of around me. Must've moved in my sleep or something.

I got up and slipped on some shoes, as I was already wearing clothes that I showed up in. I then step infront of a small mirror hanging from the wardrobe, to check out what I actually look like. The clothes I am wearing include a dark purple waste coat, with a lighter purple short sleeved jumper under it. A pair of dark blue jeans with an orange stripe on each leg, and a small knife hanging from a pocket, and a pair of purple and black heeled shoes. But there's also some bigger changes.

IM GINGER? AND I HAVE GOAT EARS?? what the hell? I also have a pair of horns, a heart shaped nose, and a demon tail.

Why do I look like this?

Then I realised, hell must change people's appearance. I mean, look at Husk, who us pretty much a walking talking cat, Angel, who is six limbed and pink and white? Even alastor with that unnatural yellow smile and red eyes. And of course niffty, with her singular eye! Interesting.

I leave the room, heading down the grand staircase, just to find everyone bar alastor in the lobby, and we have a hole in the wall. Great. Am I even going to ask?

Before I get the chance, angel waltzes up to me. Even better.

"You missed it! Al fought a guy in a battleship after the guy blew a hole in our wall! And now Al is off to the tailor."

"Oh great." I respond with a roll of my eyes. "Do you just have something I can eat?"

"Yeah. In the kitchen over there." He points to an open door, revealing some red cabinets, an oven, stove, and fridge.

"Alright." I say, before entering.

There I pick through some cabinets to find...

Stale crackers. Yeah, that won't do. I look in the fridge to find some objects that look like fruits, and wolf them down. I get a plate of these fruits, and a cup of water. God I was starving.

When I exited the kitchen, alastor was back. And the wall was fixed. There's also a couple of black and white demons in the hotel, and of course Angel is flirting with them. Wow. Can he go five minutes?

Everyone except for Husk, who was at the bar, was sitting around on couches. I join them just in time to hear a knock at the door, to which Vaggie answers.

"Hello my dear- AH!" Is what we all here from the door. Who is that?

Charlie is quick to join Vaggie at the door to ask her what the hold up is, and from what I can hear, the person Is a "new guest!" Now I'm interested. Angel and I join them at the door and when Angel sees the newcomer, he exclaims, "Are you crazy?! He was just trying to kill us six hours ago, and now your inviting him to live with us?" So that's probably the cause of the hole in the wall earlier. With a sigh, he reluctantly moves out of the doorway to allow the newcomer in.

They come in, and I immediately take in the fact that there's a giant snake in a suit standing infront of me. He has a top hat, that has a yellow eye on it that moves corresponding to his own. His neck is really long, he has grey skin and a long snake tail instead of legs. This guy is weird.

"Hello my dear, I am the great Sssir Pentious!"

Okay, so I hate him already. Maybe more than Angel.

"Great, I'm alex." God, there is no way this guy wants to be redeemed. He's here for something else. But what? Before we can continue the conversation, Charlie whisks him away on a 'Grand tour' similar to mine, before calling g everyone to introduce themselves. So we all sit in a semicircle on couched or on the floor, as Charlie starts.

"My name is Charlie, I like to sing. And when we get to know eachother it's the greatest thing!" She then gestures to sir pentious, who nervously continues.

"Uhh my names sir pentious, I like to build. And despite my stupid egg Bois, I think I'm very skilled." Egg Bois? What's an egg boi?

"This is stupid." Angel says, looking more bored than anything. Clearly we have the same views of pentious.

"This is not stupid! It's just a game! Sir Pentious did it well, so now let's try to do the same!" Charlie responds. How is she so cheerful all the time?

"I am to sober for this." He responds.

"Well get used to it and learn how to play, this is gonna be your whole day!" Vaggie says mockingly, with two hand claps.

After, angel left, as did everyone else. I personally went back to my room for a while, thinking. Thinking about what Sir Pentious could want.

Later we were all called to do some sort of excersise, which looked to be some sort of play. I sat out, instead sitting at the bar, which was actually unoccupied for once, Husk sitting with everyone else. I sit, noseying on some sort of news paper I assume alastor left. After a while, I saw Angel walk up the stairs. But something was off. He looked.. sad? Upset? Whatever it was, it wasn't his usual cocky, flirty self. What happened? I look over at everyone else to see Charlie congratulating Pentious, whose wearing a stupid looking costume and holding a massive lollipop. Nothing bad seemed to have happened, but I can't shake the suspicious feeling I have of pentious. I also feel kind of bad for Angel. God that feels horrible to say, but I do. Maybe I should go check on him? No. No, of course not.

Instead, I eat a meal Charlie prepared for everyone. Still Angel hasn't come back. Even when everyone had a drink at Husks bar, no Angel. Which is strange, he loves to flirt with Husk I've picked up on. You'd think he'd want a drink. I don't have one, and instead dismiss myself to my room, but before I go, I go to room 111, Angels room, I learned from Husk. I take a breath before knocking. "Uh hey, you alright?" There's a moment of silence, before a response.

"I'm fine, don't worry. Just leave me alone." And I do. I leave him at that, and go to my own room, once again locking the door, slipping into bed. Only this time I have trouble sleeping.

A few hours later as I'm dozing off, I hear what I think sounds like fighting, although I can't be too sure due to tiredness.

|PT.2: CLOCKTOWERS|

After what felt like hours, I finally made it to the bright clocktower. And boy, was it even bigger up close. Some people were gathered around the tower, some watching it with anxious looks, while others going about their day advertising, selling, arguing and fighting. It seemed the tower was the in the center of a square, much like ones on earth, with so many people that you can barely walk. Some were holding flyers and shouting out advertisements, Some buying the latest technology, others buying... 'merch'. Yeah, no thank you.

Some people were watching fights go down, betting on the winner. While others were walking around with glowing chains around their neck, following others that I can only describe as a creature that if you were to ever see, you would regret everything you had ever done that lead you to see it, so vile, rotten and most of all; utterly terrifying. I watch as they make others around them shake and cower in fear. I do not go anywhere near them, only watch from afar.

There are also multiple flyers stuck to the tower, advertising different services, places or jobs. I grab a few different flyers, 1 off the clocktower, one off a blue, eel-man hybrid looking person. Then, I look for a space to sit and take a look. I consider alleyways, but they look quite sketchy, and who knows what lurks in the dark.

Eventually I give up looking and take a seat with my back against the golden clocktower, and begin reading the first flyer from the nice gentleman.

" The Vees need you!"

Alright, who are the Vees?

"Have you ever wanted to become a famous face in hell? Well good news, the Vees are in need of some new hires! Maybe you could become an outfit designer or modeller for Velvette, and invent and wear the latest style before anyone has seen it!"

No. Definitely not. Not my style at all.

"If that isn't your strong suit, maybe become a famous film star for the great Valentino! Become famous within a few productions with amazing pay, and free housing!"

Movie star eh? Now that much more down my road. I could act.

I'll consider it.

"Or, the best option, you could become a new producer for one of Vox's many TV shows! Film the news, record lines for VoxTec's finest programs, and much more! Come, and become a member of the Vees today!"

TV director? That one would be tough. I mean, I can barely hold a pencil still, never mind a camera. Gonna be a hard pass from me. But still, movie star. Maybe.

I look up for a moment, and notice I'm getting quite a few stares, due to just sitting there, not fighting or selling or advertising, and it's quite awkward. But I push on, and look st the next flyer, the one from the clocktower.

" Hello you wayward sinners! Are you sick of damnation and wish you could become a heavenly being? Well now you can! Come to the Hazbin Hotel! The mislead pathway to heaven, founded by the daughter of lucifer, Charlotte Morningstar!"

Wait, so the daughter of hell itself is trying to work sinners into heaven? Why?

"Watch as she tried to get through her daddy issues by fixing you!"

Ah. There's the answer.

"Here we offer fun things! Such as half functional staff, specialised rooms, and 24 hour cleaning services from our lovely maid and dear friend, Niffty! Enjoy riveting conversations with our guests! We even have a walking, talking, spear welding guard dog! Wow! Come meet yours truly, the Radio Demon!"

Who us the radio demon? Do I want to even find out?

"All this and more st the Hazbin Hotel! Your misguided path to redemption starts here! Come now!"

A hotel, for getting into heaven? I'm skeptical.

But, do I have another way of getting out of this place?

No. No I don't.

So I could give it a try. But wher- ah.

"007 uptown, pentagram city, pride"

Uptown. Where's uptown? Like literally, upwards in this town? Can't be. But it's worth a try, I guess?

Just as I stand up, the clocktower rings 4 times, meaning either 4pm, or am. It's hard to tell down here, but I assume pm.

The clock also really hurt my ears with how close I was to it. Nonetheless, I get up and stretch my limbs out, before starting the walk in the only direction I can describe as 'up' which quite literally slopes upwards.

It also happens to be the direction of the other massive building I had seen earlier on that morning.

How long will I have to walk before I get answers? I walk through the streets again, they all look the same, honestly. Red, fire, drugs, alcohol. It's like they're the key words of this place. What a great place to be, am I right?

After another hour of walking, I finally see it, and actually, I feel stupid for not seeing it earlier. The other big building I had seen earlier, has a sign on top that, in big, bold, giant letters, reads: "HAZBIN HOTEL'. Like, wow. How stupid do you have to be to miss that one. I continue my journey to the building, hoping and begging on every last peice of my soul, that it isn't a scam, or worse, a way to lure people into God knows what. Anything seems likely down here.

I reach the so called 'Hazbin hotel', and brace myself for what is to come behind this door. Then I take a big, deep breath and

KNOCK!

KNOCK!