I'm bored so here this is. I own nothing. I don't care what any of you think.

Hazbin Hotel X Gravity Falls

"l-t-o-l-o-x-a Nruter Yam I Taht Rewop Eht Ekovni I!"

Earth

Dipper awoke in a cold sweat. Weird-mageddon, was months ago, but the final words of Bill Cypher still haunted his dreams. He had expected this to happen, trauma often took time to disappear, but the dreams still left him unsettled, even in death Bill wouldn't stop trying to torment him.

Dipper looked across his room at his sister, Mable was fast asleep, Waddles smiled back at him, wrapped in a plush blanket seemingly aware of Dipper's stress and wanting to ease his mind.

Bill was gone and never coming back. Dipper thought to himself as he began to doze off again.

Hell

Alastor smiled on as Charlie smacked Angel in the back of the head repeatedly. "No, no, no!" "Ow, ow, ow," Charlie huffed, "You are NOT allowed to FUCK any of my staff!" "Geez, Charlie did you used to be a man? Your hands are like cricket bats."

Vaggie chuckled, "Hit him again, it's making me feel better." Charlie didn't raise her hand, "No, physical abuse doesn't encourage good behavior."

Charlie opened her notebook, "Ok, Angel these signs are concerning, in the last week, you've broke your four weeks sober streak, sold your body to three different strangers, attacked Husk over a homophobic comment, and tried to seduce Nifty."

Charlie looked up at Angel who had a bored expression on his face, "This is called a relapse, Angel."

"So what?" "So! You need to take this more seriously. You told me you wanted to go clean. This last week has been the worst since you and Cherri Bomb's rampage through the west side of the city."

Angel couldn't meet his friend's gaze, "Yeah, if this redemption thing CAN work then I want to. Were literally in hell here," he paused stopping himself from calling her toots, "Charlie, I been messing up but I'm working on it. I swear."

Making eye contact didn't leave him feeling guilty but relieved, Charlie gave him a small smile. "I know." Charlie snapped her notebook shut, "I just want to make sure you're aware of the recent developments."

Angel nodded and turned to the maid, "I'm sorry, Nifty, I was being rude and that isn't cool." Nifty nodded in acknowledgement, shifting her weight from foot to foot, as if she would rather be cleaning, "Mhmm, thank you."

She looked to Charlie eyes pleading. Charlie gave a slightly concerned look, "Nifty I told you that you don't need my permission to-" she stopped herself, remembering the last time they had this conversation, "Yes Nifty, you may go."

Charlie turned to Charlie, "Would you mind writing 'Attempted to seduced entire cleaning staff' in that notebook of yours?" Charlie cracked a small smile, "only because its technically true."

Wasn't sure what the fic was going to be. So, think of this as a prelude.

I'm going to do short chapters. I don't want this stretching out into a whole mess. Rated M, because going to hell requires death, and hell is kind of messed up.

Gideon felt the warmth leaving his body, pouring out across the concrete floor. This is how I die? He thought, as blood dripped from his mouth. he could only hear a buzzing sound drowning out everything else. It was as if he lost consciousness of everything except warm and cold. He tried to move his fingers he wasn't sure they were still attached. All the heat left his body, then a soft warmth touching his forehead.

"Gideon Charles Gleeful?"

Gideon snapped back to consciousness, a red horned creature in a black suit stood in front of him holding a small index card.

"yes?"

"Great"

The card burst into flames and Gideon was sent hurtling through the air by some weird contraption. He bounced off a wall, then a car then landed in a dumpster. Pulling himself to his feet straightened his jacket. He was wearing his suit, not his prison uniform, he noticed, only it was darker, and the edge of the jacket was jagged, his pin was missing, the tie was darker.

Then he realized his skin was scaly and green, he had claws, and a tail. He looked around in bewilderment. The ally was dim, filthy, he ran out into the street, looking up and red and black buildings, and a bright red pentagram loomed up in a dark red sky.

"Aw… Hell…"

Ok that's chapter one, this fic should only be five or six, mostly longer than this one.