I literally forgot to post chapter 6 days ago and I am so sorry! Here's the last chapter in Alastor's POV before I put Charlie's in a few days.

I actually have started a story on AO3 that is Charlie/Alastor's Shadow (i love crack ships) but I don't even think his shadow is an option as a character on here. I wanted to post my Charlie/Vox one on here too but Vox wasn't even an option so Idk.

Anyways, I hope you enjoy this accidental double update! :)

A week had passed now since I brought Niffty and Husker on board to the Happy Hotel. The princess seemed a little weird about them just working for free but I assured her that they had made deals with me and they were just working off some years off their 'terms' with me. She appeared a lot happier that I was being very 'nice' to my companions.

I suppose I could ease on Niffty a lot… she did assist me in my time of need but I would worry about that later.

I did my best this whole week to try and get Charlie to dance with me again. She seemed more shy about that than the intense make out sessions (Niffty called them that) we had every single night. No clothes ever came off- I did not think I was ready for whatever that entailed.

Not yet at least.

Vaggie had been so nice as to offer me some 'straight porn' that would assist me in the next stage my relationship. I told her no immediately and she sincerely meant in a helpful way not the way Angel Dust would insist on.

It had spread like wild fire that I had a crush on the princess and I had almost every sinner shooting me knowing glances or thumbs up.

I was baffled.

I had no idea why they all seemed so supportive.

It felt weird… Normally I was feared and here I had demons I barely knew or cared about giving me their support for such a small matter. I felt as if it was a small matter but apparently it wasn't.

"You're gonna have to tell her why you showed up here in the first place," Vaggie stated looking up from her clipboard.

"Wouldn't that just upset her?" I asked.

"Yea it will but you're gonna have to tell her. She needs to hear it. I can't tell you if Charlie remembered you from that night or not because we didn't exactly talk about it."

I simply stared at her. Perhaps Miss Vagatha was right… I had been here for several weeks and I still hadn't told my lovely princess why I was really here. It was a lie- I had no intentions of fixing myself for the better but it ended up happening that way.

Niffty hadn't mentioned telling her the truth but Charlie seemed like the type to want someone to be honest with her. I just needed to tell her.

"How would I go about telling her?"

I was nervous. When was the last time I felt that? I did not care if anyone was ever mad at me but I didn't want that blonde demoness angry at me.

Such an odd feeling it was.

"You need to tell her before you start locking lips with her and all your brain function flies out the fucking window."

"Ah."

"She will be a little mad."

Vaggie rubbed her temples, groaning.

"She's going to be mad that I knew too. What a damn mess."

"Why would she be mad at you? Didn't you want to warn her about me?"

She glared at me.

"I did tell her but she didn't care to hear it. I don't know if she even heard anything I said. It kind of crossed the line when you started dry humping her on the daily."

I felt the heat rush to my face and I cleared my throat.

"You gotta tell her before the clothes come off though."

The mothy demon before me crossed her legs.

"Why is that?"

"Sex changes everything. You can sit there and think it's nothing but that isn't how it works once feelings are involved. Once you're in that deep, there no escaping it all. I'm sure you feel a lot different after everything you two had done."

Well, she was correct.

"I see."
"Charlie views sex as something she does with a loved one. Once you're in her pants and then you tell her, it's like you're emotionally manipulating her."

"I do not want to do that."

"Good."
The both of us sat in silence for a good while before Vaggie stood up and brushed back her hair off her shoulder. She looked worried.

"I hope she can overlook it because you have been a big help here at the hotel. I would hate for you to leave now and things start to fall apart. We've been able to keep up with all your help and I don't want to lose that because then Charlie will lose hope."

"When should I address this issue?" I asked, "I haven't had to tell anyone something like this ever. I do not want her mad at me."

I didn't. It was maddening enough with me running away from her and her actively avoiding me. I do not want a repeat performance of all of that. It made my stomach feel oddly sick in a way I hadn't felt before.

"She's gonna be mad. You can't avoid that."

"Do you not have any better advice?"

She scoffed at me.

"I gave you the go ahead for a kiss. To give it all a try and you went into your room with her and practically banged her on your bed. This is all your fault."

Indeed it was. I suppose Vaggie wouldn't have any other answers other than that.

I sighed.

"This whole situation is rather comical," I stated.

"Yea, it's actually funny. There's one person you can hate asking but he knows his shit."

I arched an eyebrow.

"Ask Angel Dust."

"Do you want me to murder him?"

"That's a tough question because I almost wanna say yes."

I smirked a little at her honesty.

"I'm sure Angel had more than a few people pissed at him but maybe he can help you. Or you can have him hang around you so Charlie doesn't burn you to death."

"Would she do that?" I asked looking intrigued.

I hadn't really seen Charlie use any of her powers and I only seen some of her demonic form during her performance on TV and when she was mad at me.

"God, you're so fuckin' weird."

I just grinned more creepily at her.

"Don't get any weird ideas. Charlie isn't super fond of showing her demonic form anyways."

"Really? That's such a shame."
"She finds that form a little intimidating and she wants to be approachable."

"Ah. I suppose that makes sense."

"Remember- tell her before your lips hit hers. Alright? Don't be stupid and let it get too far."

"Alright."

X

X

I went through the rest of my day trying to figure how to tell my precious Charlie that the reason I showed up was rather selfish and not to actually better myself.

I ended up finishing Niffty's book and asked her permission to give it to Miss Vagatha next. She looked rather excited and happy I loved it. I did though…. It was dark, romantic not at all disgusting from some of the others had said about her stories. It was rather bittersweet though.

He managed to get his ghost lover into the next life even though it would leave him behind to be alone. He had solved who murdered the well woman- it was actually his own grandfather who had do so because he had an affair with the well woman and she had fallen madly in love with him. The grandfather didn't like that, murdered her and threw her body down an abandoned well on his property.

Well, the man went and murdered his grandfather for to avenge his ghostly lover- also did out of grief before killing himself.

It was a well written story but it did not make me feel better.

Instead….

I felt lonely.

I, on the most feared demons in Hell- who murdered several overlords in a blink of an eye was scared. I was afraid Charlie would want nothing to do with me. What would I do if she decided she didn't want me?

Honestly, I would probably tear through Hell so much, covering the streets in blood I would solve overpopulation in one night and we wouldn't need an extermination next year.

Good lord.

I am not a smart man.

Charlie started looking for me and once again I hid from her. Husker- oh that old grumpy cat actually had the audacity to laugh when I hid behind the front desk when Charlie was near. She even asked him where I was and why…. he lied for me. That smug grin on his face though- I wanted to wipe the floor with it.

I suppose she left the lobby when he opened a bottle of beer like he did so twenty times or more a day and stared at me.

"What is my good fellow?"

"Why ya hidin' for?"

"I have my reasons."

He snorted and started chugging his alcoholic drink. I waited. I knew he had more to say- he always did. He was rather insightful at times for a sad drunk.

"What are those reasons huh? Did you fuck up and kill someone she knows?"

"No! I did nothing of the sort Husker!"

I sighed heavily and placed my hands against my face.

"Ah, so you're strugglin' because you're in love. Never thought I would see the day."

"You aren't helping my matters."

"Wasn't trying too."
I pulled my hands down far enough so he could see me glaring at him.

"What did ya do? Maybe I can help ya for once."

"Are you being serious or am I going to kill you after this?"

"Knock off ten years and I will tell ya."

"After I determine if your advice is worthy."

"Deal asshole. So what did ya do?" Husker asked before finishing off his drink.

"I went to a block party (Husker snorted at that) and I ended up seeing the princess and her ex Miss Vaggie fighting. I decided to find Miss Charlie to just talk. The anger she showed was rather amusing."

"Of course. Fuckin' weirdo."

"Anyway- I never got to introduce myself. Then I asked her for a dance and then we danced for the night…. I did not plan on the fact she had been drinking and she doesn't remember me. She even threatened me the first time we were alone in this hotel."

"Jesus fuck man. You did fall in love. Did you smell alcohol on her? Did she act drunk?"

"No she did not."

Husk drummed his claws against the front desk.

"I don't think she was drunk Alastor. I think she remembered you and warned ya so you would behave. I think she knows who you are."

I felt my eyes widen in shock.

"Are you sure Husker? She didn't even react upon seeing me."

He frowned some more.

"Everyone knows who you are. There's no way a member of Hell's royal family don't know you. C'mon now."

"Nothing adds up. She acted as if she had no idea who I was when I mentioned who I was and what I did. I had to do therapy."

"It didn't work. You're still a fuckin' psycho."

I'm not sure what expression I made but he cowered slightly. That made me feel a lot better.

"That woman knows ya and there's something she's not telling you. Did you two fuck?"

"HUSKER!"

He roared with laughter and grabbed another bottle from the cooler I hadn't seen before.

"But you two have done shit right? That explains why you two were so damn chummy when I saw you. I think she knew who were. She enjoyed your old ass dancin' and she pretended not to know ya so she could actually get to know you. I bet the princess had a crush on you and knew who you were- she wanted to form her own opinion."

"That is outrageous and so far fetched. You couldn't come with something better than that?"

"Alright. Go ahead and ask her. If I'm even remotely fuckin' close knock off fifty years. If I'm no where in the damn ball park, add one hundred years. Deal?"

He held out his claw. He seemed rather confident but that idea seemed too unbelievable.

"Deal," I said and shook his paw.

Green light engulfed our hands and faded off.

"So how you plan on asking her?"

"I will ask her tonight. Miss Vaggie suggested I do that before I kiss her."

"That's some solid ass advice."

"Is it?"

"Yea. Once that starts, all the blood goes south and you can't think after that shit. That's how someone ends up pregnant."

My eyes widened.

WHAT

"You ain't Hellborn so you can't knock up the princess, relax. You can cum in her as many times as you want."

"Good lord- must you talk that way?!"

"Yea I do, so you get the point. You're kind of dense."

I cringed.

"Yea, it's a little disgusting with bodily fluids and shit but damn does it feel good. Don't worry, when it happens- it happens and you might enjoy it."

X

X

I took Husker's and Vaggie's advice into consideration.

I made my way to her room and the walk there was so damn long I thought time stood still. I felt almost sick and I couldn't explain why. When I managed to make it to her door, I stood there staring at it like it would give me some kind of answer.

What if Charlie really didn't know who I am? What if I assumed wrong and she ends up angry? Vaggie insisted she would already be angry since I withheld why I came here in the first place.

The worst thing- what if she never wanted to see me again?

Whatever was left of my dead, black heart thumped in a way I did not enjoy. It felt like someone was crumpling up my heart like a piece of parchment. My whole soul felt hurt.

I did not need to do this. I can just take Husker and Niffty back. We could disappear from the Pride Ring and never step foot here again. That is my plan. I would not be hurt and I can pretend all of this mess never happened. I would be ok with this…. I….

Well damnit.

Thinking of Charlie's hurt face, realizing I had up and left. The sorrow on her face.

GOOD LORD

I rubbed my face furiously.

I did this to myself.

Damn all these human feelings.

Niffty's book had taught me love was illogical.

This whole thing was illogical.

Vaggie taught me what being romantic was like. That not all physical affection is unwelcomed.

Husker…. Gave me the most embarrassing advice of all.

I felt like I wasn't armed with enough information. I even read about the female and male anatomy before bed to prepare myself.

None of the books I read would prepare me for the fiasco about to unfold.

I knocked on the door and waited.

I cracked my neck and I felt my entire being stiffened up I actually got leg cramps.

Her door opened and there she stood in all her beautiful glory. Her hair was braided back and she wore a thin, satin bright green nightgown. I felt my face heat up and as ungentlemanly as it was, all the blood rushed south upon seeing her. Our lips weren't even touching!

My mouth went dry and felt like I wasn't breathing.

"Al? Al are you ok?"

"I-

I whipped around.

"Are you ok? You avoided me all day so I gave you some space. If I had known you were going to come to my room, I would've worn something less um, revealing."

"It's alright darling! I came up here to confess something."

"Confess?" she asked sounding startled.

"I'm afraid you'll be cross with me and I'm not ready for that."

"You can tell me anything."

I wanted to believe her.

I did.

I was worried.

Much to my surprise, Charlie slipped her arms around me and hugged me from behind.

"It's alright Al. We all keep secrets. It's normal right?"

"Y-Yes I suppose so."

"I have a secret Alastor…. A lot of them actually. It's alright…. If you don't want to tell me then it's alright. I still like you- I like you a lot!"

I turned around and pushed Charlie away to her room. I didn't want her to hug me anymore.

"I came here for selfish reasons. I saw the whole fight between you and Miss Vaggie. I had intended to annoy you or watch you get angry. Like you punched out some sinner for touching you. Instead, you danced with me and I came back here to find you again for more. Just dancing. I never intended for all this to happen. I'm sorry and I will leave as soon as possible."

I disappeared from the hallway not even giving Charlie a chance to say anything. I didn't want to hear all the negative things she would have to say.

The disappointment on her face.

Good god- seeing her disappointed would be more painful than her being angry at me. My heart couldn't handle it.

I stayed in my room all night. Charlie never knocked on my door. I never looked at her face when I confessed. I didn't care too.

Well….

Who knew I could be so human after all? I've murder hundreds of people. I murdered thousands of other demons. I never felt anything more than power, thrill and delight.

I sighed, sunk down in my recliner. I couldn't read. I didn't sleep and I didn't even feel like murdering someone. The urge was strong as all hell but I couldn't get up from the chair to give a damn. Is this what depression felt like?

Or was it heart break?

I did not like it. I never wanted to feel it again. I had found love and lost it in a month's time.

I could take a page from Husker's book and just drink my sorrows away. I'm surprised neither one of them had come up here to see me. I'm sure Charlie would've told someone…. I honestly had thought Vaggie would've came up here and try to murder me with her spear for hurting her ex lover.

At least if she tried I would have something to laugh about.

Well look at that.

I had even made a friend too. Someone must've slipped something into the water because that was very unlike me.

Me being here at this Happy Hotel had been so unlike me. I had other sinners approaching me for dinner ideas. They actually waved. I even had a few chat with me about the books I would be reading.

Ah.

There was nothing in the water. This was all Charlie Morningstar's fault. With her sweet smiles, how bright her eyes were and just how friendly she was. She could melt ice with that sun bright smile.

She was warm, her hands were soft and she was beautiful.

I placed my face in my hands. I was a love struck idiot.

After I leave here, I would still love her anyways.

X

I suppose at some point I had passed out in my chair. I don't remember when or how or what self deprecating thoughts I was in the middle of at the time. I don't usually miss my parents but I did now. My mother would've slapped me with a frying pan and I wouldn't even be mad about it. My father would've gotten beer of some kind and we would've drank in the basement talking about it.

I rubbed my forehead. The phantom pain was there but it had been several decades since I felt it this strongly. It felt almost like regret.

I glanced at the clock on my wall and noticed it was around evening. Charlie and Vaggie would be downstairs making dinner already.

Ugh.

I couldn't bring myself to leave yet. Some sad and pathetic part of me wished the princess would've marched up to my room and tell me she was ok with what I've done. I feel like hurting her feelings was similar to killing someone. Well, I enjoyed a good gutting now and then. I did not enjoy hurting the one person who made me feel human.

I hate love. I didn't want to experience it anymore.

Just as I got up from my chair, there was a knock at the door.

"Alastor! Are you in there?!" Niffty called to me.

"What is it?" I asked, my voice void of any life and radio static.

"I was thinking we would go to the radio tower for a day or too. You know… To let things settle down. How does that sound?"
That sweet, darling little Niffty. It was if she could hear my inner turmoil. I walked over to my door and opened it. She smiled up at me with all those razor sharp teeth and I felt better somewhat.

"You ok?" she asked quietly.

"I'll be fine dear."

Niffty did the most shocking thing- she hugged my legs and gave me a sympathetic grin. I blinked a few times trying to figure out what was going on.

"It'll be ok. Let's get a drink at your radio tower! Husk will be here until late anyways! You can tell me everything if you want!"

"Alright…. That sounds like a grand idea darling. If you have anymore books like the last one, I would love to read it."

She giggled and let go of my legs.

"Of course!"

We went down the hall and to the elevator. My poor heart was pounding in my chest in an uncomfortable kind of way. I had hoped Charlie had left the lobby and Niffty was smart enough to know I didn't want to face her right now.

There I was deep in thought once again, not paying attention. I rounded the corner to see the lobby was rearranged. I frowned to see things were moved to the sides and there was a lone table there. There was even music playing too. I turned around to look for Niffty but she was gone.

I needed to pay attention better!

Really!
I turned back to see Charlie standing near the table. I went to take off for the shadows but she said something that halted me in my tracks.

"Would you like another dance Mr. Sinner?"

My whole entire body froze. It seemed like a few seconds and forever at the same time I didn't move.

I took a deep breath and turned around. There stood Charlie- the beautiful princess of Hell in the same exact outfit I had seen her in that night. Same black skirt, tank top and high heels. It almost felt like I went back in time as I looked her over. The only difference between now and then was the way my heart pounded.

My hands itched to touch Charlie in any way I could. If she asked me for more than what we had done, I would be more than happy to give it to her. I felt outrageously elated she wasn't angry. I just felt so many emotions all at once it was overwhelming me.

Next I noticed she even held a cup in her hand with a grin plastered on her pale face.

"What's going on?" I asked cautiously.

"It's a block party."

She placed her cup on the table and walked over to me quite quickly- I suppose she was afraid I would take off. There was no trace of anger in her rose colored eyes like I had expected.

"You know… I had known all about you before that party," Charlie said, taking my hands, "I was very curious how the most feared demon in existence managed to be a great dancer. I was a little anxious at first but then after that first dance- you had me just like that."

She pulled me by the hands until I slammed into her body just like I had done to her.

"Wanna dance Mr. Sinner?"

"I'd love too," I said softly.

This time I allowed Charlie to lead me around.

It was just as fast and exciting as the first time. Perhaps more exciting this time around.

All the little extra touches she placed on my neck and back. I noticed every single look, every movement of her lips and almost how close she came to kissing me several times.

Once a few songs passed, I took off my coat and tossed it on the side and rolled up the sleeves to my dress shirt. I remember the few times she looked at me with that expression in my room or hers, where her eyes raked over my body slowly with some kind of hunger. I loved that look. I wonder what that look led too.

Every time Charlie ran her fingers over my skin, it felt like it left a trail of fire.

It seemed every song Charlie had on, she had a dance for and I was happy to move along with her however she wished. We even tap danced a few songs.

"Would you like it if I made things slightly more entertaining, visually I mean?" I asked as I swung her away from me.

"Whatever you feel like doing Mr. Sinner."

My lips twitched up into a fond smile.

"Behold my charming princess."

I pulled her back in and held her against me with my left arm. I raised my right hand and it lit with fire with my very own special symbols dancing around it. She watched as I threw my hand upward. The lobby became bright with neon colors of blues, pinks and purples. I watched her face light up with wonder and excitement.

I snapped my fingers causing my shadows to emerge from the walls around us with instruments. The way she looked, watching every one of my spectral creatures dancing around, playing and even a few looked like they were singing, it made me feel some kind of way I couldn't explain.

"Would you like to dance some more sweetheart?"

Charlie looked back at me with a big grin on her face, nodding quickly.

This time, I took the lead. She squealed in delight as I pulled her in close, our feet moving to the beat. Her eyes never left mine, even when I tossed her beautiful self into the air and caught her.

We slowed dance to take a break here and there from the running around we had been doing. I was rather glad she cleared out the lobby for this. As time went on and it got closer to midnight, my shadows calmed down and retreated with the neon colors disappearing but I had barely noticed.

"Were you planning on telling me ever?" Charlie asked softly, her hot breath tickling my skin.

"No. No at first because I was determined but then I would rather not have you angry at me again. Vaggie insisted I tell you."

"I wasn't sure how to tell you either. I um…." she cleared her throat for a moment, "I had seen you at one my parents' parties a good fifty years ago. Somehow you snuck in and I kind of had a crush on you since then…. I didn't know you but you were very handsome."

I pulled back slowly and stared down at her in shock.

"Everyone said you were so bad and did all these bad things. Then when I saw you approach me at that block party, it was hard to keep my excitement down. I had hoped maybe a little bit you would remember seeing me because you did smile at me once but you didn't. So…. I just…. Ya know, took the chance. I wish you would've asked me for a dance then before they kicked you out."
She let out a laugh.

"I can see the good in everyone but it just seems the dancing was your favorite thing. I am sorry for hiding everything because I was just so damn nervous. I just had to see for myself if you were just as evil as they say or if there was more to you that no one knew about. Glad I was right. Can you forgive me?"

"You don't even need to ask me that darling. Seems you're just as cunning as I am- I love that. I suppose if one of us had fessed up in the beginning we wouldn't have had all the chaos in between."

"That's true but it was very entertaining," Charlie said with cocky smile.

Entertaining, thrilling and at times, down right dreadful.

The princess let out a giggle and then leaned up towards my face. I met her the rest of the way and kissed her. She squeaked slightly in surprise much to my amusement. I was probably a little rougher than I should have been but I couldn't help myself- I've been without her long enough.

Even with the music playing in the background, I ignored it, allowing my hands to slip under her black tank top when I felt her shiver. Her kissing became slightly more urgent as she tangled her fingers up into my hair.

It felt so good. I was away from Charlie for almost twenty four hours and it was as if I hadn't eaten or drank water in weeks. I loved everything about her and I couldn't bear to be away from her. I didn't want to be away from her again if I could help it.

She pulled away slowly. Her red eyes taking on a darker look.

"Al-

"Yes darling?"

She blushed slightly.

"Can… Will you spend the night with me?"

"Ah."

I think I knew what she meant.

"Only if I hear something first."

She tilted her head.

"Oh? Hear what?"

I was sure I felt it. I knew it and it was time to say it out loud yes? I'm not sure what kind of face I made but she looked at me weirdly like she didn't understand- or she was worried.

"Are you ok?"

"I have to confess something Charlie."

"O-oh. Go on."

"You make my heart pound rather hard it almost feels uncomfortable. Your smile brightens my day and I love hearing your sweet voice. When I'm away from you my heart aches some. I wish to be with you all the time. Just to be sure because I think I already know… what does that mean to you?"

The princess smiled and her eyes started to look a little misty.

"Sounds like you're in love with me, Al."

"Ah, I thought so! I love you Charlie. I hope that's ok."

She hugged me tightly as she buried her face into my chest.

"I love you too, Alastor. It's more than ok!"

With that, I picked her up quickly. She giggled loudly as threw her arms around my neck.

"I want to make love to you Charlie. Would that be ok with you?"

"Yes, yes it would Al!"

I made my way to the elevator with my heart pounding wildly.

Well….

Perhaps being in love wasn't so bad after all. It was worth waiting over a century for it as long as the most beautiful and wonderful princess would stay with me forever.

Of course it would be better for she was my dancing partner too- I'd never be bored again.