My first Hazbin Hotel story and I decided to do it on Hell's one and only Radio Demon,so enjoy!
The " Hazbin'' Hotel was quite ( surprisingly) today. The dark glow of the red sky was beginning to rise into the air as the early mornings were coming.
Not many demons and other creatures would be up this early, rather sleeping or already being at work.
Except, Alastor " The Radio Demon".
Ah yes, the Radio Demon was up and busy at work. Almost the same way he was when he was alive.
Alastor was a morning person for sure. Favoring Mornings over the late nights. The infamous Radio Demon went through the silent halls, noticing a tiny light being on down the staircase.
His steps were light, useful for him usually, as he made his way down the stairs. However, knowing how vocal some scum of Hell were towards Charlie's little idea, Alastor decide to use a few tricks up his sleeves to see who was down stairs. His left eye began to glow a sleek black color with a bright red pupil. A shadowy, puppet like figure circled around his shoes with a wicked smile.
Out of tin air almost, he summoned his microphone and nudged the small creature forward. They quickly stick to the shadowy wall and stalk threw the hotel to see who was up so early with him.
The shadowy creature clung to the walls as it caught sight of something- matter fact. Someone.
Here was the Princess of Hell, slouched over her desk, a mountain of paperwork surrounding her. Working herself to second death practically. Messy bun an all.
Alastor could see clear as day that Charlie was working herself to second-death. His shadow wrapped around the shadow of Charlie's chair, that she was slouched forward in. She didn't seem to notice the shadowy creature, though it made sense with the amount of work around her. She looked like she was going to pass out right there if Alastor even poked her.
" My, Charlie my dear! You seem well rested!" The Radio demon joked, appearing out of nowhere. But the princess only gave out a sluggish yawn in return.
"..'nthanks Al..." Charlie rubs her eyes as she scribbles down some words, but she really couldn't tell at this point if it was even words at this point.
" My dear, I don't think that's how you spell ' Supplies'!" His voice echoed threw Charlie's head, but she didn't really think it through. She only nodded to him with a small hum. It didn't take long for Alastor to realize that Charlie was NOT okay. She looked like she was going threw a hang over herself, even if she'd had never taken a drink from the bar, ever. He needed to get her to bed, or the couch, anywhere at this point would be okay just as long as he got the demon princess to bed.
Alastor's sharp claws pressed on Charlie's dressy pajama shirt she was wearing. The Radio demon dropped his show host voice as he whispered to her.
"..Charlie, dear. You sur'ly be exhausted from you'r hard work you've been puttin' yourself through..why don't you take a break-Goodness gracious!'' In a instance, Charlie had almost fallen right out of her char and onto the flour in exhaustion. If it wasn't for Alastor, who quickly caught her before her head could hit the desk on her way down.
" Goodness, Charlie! That was quite a tumble you took.." His eyes were wide staring down at her as she snored quite loudly in his arms. The demon's eyes caught then towering papers scattered around the desk. He almost glared at then, before letting out a heavy sigh. He held Charlie tightly in his arms as he stood up, making sure she won't fall. Alastor snapped his fingers as he began to leave the lobby and walk into the lounge area. The papers around her desk began to shake and glow a bright read as the papers practically sprung to life, following after Alastor as he sat down, carefully. He spotted a blanket when he had rested Charlie against his lap and decided to drape it around her as she slept.
"...Now, let's get to work shall we?" The Radio demon began to hum a quiet tune while he began to work rapidly at the mountain of papers, Charlie seemed to enjoy the song that was now quietly playing for her, because for the rest of the night she was silent.
By eight o'clock, most of Hell was beginning to wake up specifically the Hotel was beginning to start it's day. Niffty zipped threw the halls as she was getting to work at cleaning the hotel spotless again. Husk had came down to his bar, dealing with some form of hang over or migraine and quickly passing out right there on the desk. Angel Dust as well finally made his way downstairs for breakfast as he was craving something to eat.
The spiders heels clicked against the staircase as he made his way down to the dinning room." Man I'm starved..better have something to eat down here-"
Angel gave a look of confusion as there was a ear piercing static noise."...'The hell.." His eyes widen as he was staring death stare back at a very angry Alastor. With eyes burning red and have been turned into dials. As well, Angel could see was Charlie sprawled out against his lap, snoring away and hair messed up all over. Angel's eyes spotted around her and the creepy deer demon, was a tower of finished papers, as well a broken pencil. Probably from Al'.
The static in room got louder.
Yep. Definitely Al.
Angel slowly began to back up from the crazy deer psycho in the longue. Sweating bullets he slowly raised his hands up into the air, backing up slowly in fear.
" It's cool..I can wait.." The slutty spider quickly booked it back upstairs to his room, not wanting to deal with that so early in the morning.
Once Alastor couldn't hear the clicks of the spider's heels anymore, he slowly turned the lovely tune back on and closed his eyes, resting his head sleepily in on hand as the other hand was being used to support Charlie as she slept quietly.
She needed this. She deserved it for all the hard work she's been through in such a short time span. And Alastor was graceful enough to give Charlie the relaxation she needed desperately...
Charlie woke up a few hours later. She woke up groggy and confused, she didn't remember following asleep-SHE DIDN'T FINISH HER WORK!
Oh god! She didn't finish her work! How could she! She had o finish these papers soon or she'd could lose...the..hotel...
Charlie's eyes soften as she see's the papers stacked neatly, in order, on the table in front of her. She looked around in confusion as she grabbed one. She didn't remember doing these? When did this happen-
Her eyes widen in shock as she saw the hand writing on the sheet. Neat, tighty, and perfect. With a more professional feel. She knew the words to describe hand writing anywhere.
However, instead of being mad. Charlie felt..happiness bubble in her chest as she smiled at the papers in her hand." Thanks Al.." She hums as she got up, dusting herself off.
" I really need to fix my hair.." Charlie hums as she places the tower of finished papers on her desk and makes her way to the downstairs bathroom, smiling brightly.
"...You're welcome Charlie."
5 times the Radio Demon had a Heart! He surely has one, even if its very, very tiny!
Next chapter: Husk!