Hazbin Hotel: Hellish Misfits

Chapter 3: That's Entertainment

1 Week Later

Hell was slowly returning to normal after the Purge. The denizens of Hell were slowly rebuilding their places of business to what they were before the Purge happened. Despite all the violence and souls lost, the demons acted like it was just another day.

The clock tower in the center of town red 4:08 with a timer showing 365 days left until the next cleanse.

Suddenly, a blue four-armed demon fell from the sky screaming and landed on the ground with a loud thud as a mushroom cloud of dust appeared. The demon slowly recovered as he realized that despite his injury, he was still alive after the purge.

"I'm alive... I'm alive," he exclaimed in joy at avoiding the purge. Only for him to be run over by a car a second later leaving a bloody smear on the street.

The demon managed to survive, as he groaned, a heap on the ground. But at the moment, the car stopped, as the passenger, which was Angel Dust, got out as he stretched out all the kinks from driving with whomever it was that drove him in this area.

"Thanks for the fun time, hot stuff," the demon driver said.

"Yeah, yeah, listen," Angel Dust said as he became serious, "Keep this discreet, you hear me? I can't let it get out I'm offerin' my services to randos on the street! This was a quick cash grab," Angel said while making a gesture with his fingers and snaps his fingers at the demon while smiling, "Ya got it?"

"Pfft! Whatever you say, slut," the demon revealed to resemble an owl said while laughing at Angel Dust.

"Ooooh! Ouch," Angel replied, mockingly acting out being hurt. He then turned the tables, as he shot his own insult to the owl sinner demon. "Such an insult! Let me know when you've come up with something creative to call me.." he loomed over the demon as he pointed at him with all his index fingers, "You sack of poorly packaged horse shit! Tell the missus I said 'hi'." and gave him a quick peck on the cheek, "Travis, Shnuckums!"

Travis grumbled, as he started the car defeated, "You pack of.. ugh." and then drove off.

Angel Dust smirked in victory before turning around to see a vending machine before him. However, this vending machine had the name of drugs rather than drinks. He presses a button with his name on it as a bag, a white powder in clear plastic bag falls into the opening.

Just as Angel Dust was about to take his drugs, a random feathered demon quickly ran by and swiped the bag.

"Yoink," the demon said as he ran off.

"Yeh," Angel Dust exclaimed in annoyance.

"Up yours drag show," the feather demon yelled back in victory. However, he didn't get to far as a large boulder fell from the sky and crushed the feathered demon leaving a bloody splat on the ground.

Angel Dust gasped in horror. "Oh, my GOD," he exclaimed in devastation as he knelt down and picked up the remains of his bag of drugs was now destroyed, "MY DRUGS!" He clenched the bag in anger, "Damn it," he yelled out into the sky.

"What the fuck is that," Dan spoke out as he and Bruce appeared from an alleyway, as he spotted the whole scene. He then fell to his hands, as he cried out, "NO! PRECIOUS BOOTY!" Bruce shook his head. But then his jaw dropped, as he pointed upward.

"HOLY SHIT! IS THAT A ZEPLIN," Clint yelled out pointing at something in the sky, "IS THAT A NAZI ZEPLIN?!"

It was a steampunk-styled zeppelin, as it fired missiles all around, while in front a purple death ray was shooting off charged blasts that too intervals of 20 minutes to fire off. Inside, the ship was being run by odd-looking sentient eggs that had small skinny black limbs, yellow eyes that were actually inside the large crack in their shells and their mouths were an additional crack on the outside of their shells. They wore a yellow shirt under a grey coat with yellow vertical stripes on it and a black tie. They also wore a black top hat with a pink or magenta stripe atop their shells.

But the big bad was at the controls. It was a snake-like male Sinner demon with a body color predominantly in charcoal grey. His eyes had cerise sclera with black pupils, and a mouth with sharp yellow teeth, two of which were long snake-like fangs. His tail was black with thick yellow stripes featuring numerous cerise eyes running down the length of it. He had a black cobra hood with its front colored yellow with black corners and four cerise eye patterns spread across the center. He wore a jacket in a matching charcoal grey to his skin, pinstriped with yellow, and a black bow tie with a single cerise eye in the center. Beneath the jacket was a long-sleeved yellow undershirt. He also wore black fingerless gloves with yellow dots on each knuckle and had sharp cerise claws. He accessorized with a large top hat in charcoal grey, which had a sizeable cerise eye in the center of it, as well as many sharp yellow teeth and a pair of goggles. The top hat blinked and changed expressions in unison with the demon.

This was Sir Pentious, nventor, architect of desssstruction, villain extraordinaire.. at least that's what he told himself.

"Ahahahahahahahahahah! Those other cowardly ssssinners dare not hinder my territorial take over! A wise decision," Sir Pentious declared confidently as he operated the controls of his airship, "The power of my machines are unmatched!" He pushes two levers as his cobra hood opens up as he smiled victoriously, "No other demon can compare to the likesss of I"

"Gee! That was pretty swell, boss," one of his Egg Boi minions said in support of his leader.

"Yeah," another one added.

"You really showed them what for," a third Egg Boi said as he imitated ray guns with his hands, "Blam! Blam! Shot them with your ray gun!"

"I wish he'd shoot me with his death ray," an envious egg boo sighed in disappointment.

Sir Pentious hood flared up again as he stared at the screens showing the parts of Hell that were still being rebuilt. "At this rate, I will seize control of the entire west side of the Pentagram by day's end," he declared triumphantly while pushing a few buttons and pulling some levers forward, "And nothing, not a single beast in this inferno of suffering will be able to take back this empire from," he continued while using his tail to squeeze an Egg Boi while smiling showing his fangs, "my constrictive grasp!"

The Egg Boiz all cheered and celebrated in a goofy mood as Sir Pentious smiled, "Hell will be mine! And all will know the name of Sir…"

"EDGELORD!"

Sir Pentious and the Egg Bois stopped celebrating after hearing a new voice. Sir Pentious became offended from being called an Edgelord.

"Pardon," the Snake Sinner exclaimed as he looked around angerly at his Egg Boi minions behind him, "Who said that?! WHat did you just say to me, you friend chicken fetuses?!" He glared at the two Egg Boiz while hissing at them, "Speak up!"

The Egg Boiz in question were petrified with fear at his boss thinking they insulted him and feared what he would do to them. "That wasn't us, Mr. Bossman," one of the Egg Boiz said in fear.

A small bomb with a print of a skull on it broke through Sir Pent's ship. It then landed right between Sir Pent and the two Egg Boiz. The bomb proceeded to blow up, leaving red smoke behind. As Sir Pentious coughed up the smoke, as it began to clear up, the owner of the scream walked from the hole the bomb made.

She was a white-skinned cyclops-like demon, in her twenties physically, having a singular eye with an X-shaped light yellow pupil and a Sunkist-coral sclera. She sported long strawberry blonde-pink hair with platinum-blonde accents kept in a half-ponytail by a black ponytail holder, and freckle-like spots on her skin. Her mouth had sharp pale yellow teeth inside with black lips. Her makeup included a large amount of mascara and eyeliner, and she had several Sunkist-coral designs of bombs, explosions and swirled-lines, tattooed on her right arm. She wore a one-shouldered black bra under a similarly-designed pinkish-red torn crop-top with four pale yellow spots around the black X located on the left, along with ripped black leggings and a torn miniskirt that sport the same color and style as her top, and shoes that were both colored in a pinkish-red but differing in type; on her right was a simple pointed flat, while the left was a heeled cowboy-like boot with a multi-pointed off-white star on it. She also had two different sets of fingerless Sunkist-coral gloves; a regular-length glove on her right hand and an arm-length black-trimmed glove on her left hand.

This was Cherri Bomb, a self-proclaimed spunky powerhouse, and arch nemesis of Sir Pentious. She tossed in her hand another bomb ready to go off, as she smirked, "Oy! You lookin' for a fight, old man?!"

"Why don't you get that tinker toy bullshit off my turf before I smash it..." Cherri threatened, as she proceeded to throw and catch the bomb. Suddenly, a large pipe fell on top of an already dead Egg Boi, crushing him as Sir Pent and Cherri momentarily look at the carnage. She turned back to Sir Pentious, as she smirked sadistically, "... more!"

Sir Pentious hissed as his hood flared up, "Oh! You wanna go, missy?! Well, I'm happy to oblige! Ahahah!"

Meanwhile

In another part of Hell, a newscast began to start as the logo of the TV station, 666 News was shown on a black background before the screen changed to show two news castors.

The first one, which seemed like the more popular one, was s a tall, slim, pale-skinned demon woman. She had short, light-blonde hair that flared out into an almost fan-like shape, with swept to the side bangs. She had rose-red eyes with small, white pupils. Her neck was long, mirroring her thin torso, and she had a large, round head. She wore a short, rose-red dress with a low-cut sweetheart neckline, long-sleeves, and shoulder pads. When she moved in a sudden way, cracking sounds could be heard coming from her body. This was Katie Killjoy, famous news reporter and a real bitch.

The second one was a male demon, his head was composed of an expressive gas mask, which was his entire face and neck, that had a sweep of ashy blonde hair. He wore a grey suit with a white collared shirt, what appeared to be black gloves, a red tie, and a red pocket square. This was Tom Trench, the 2nd and most unliked of the duo, but rather a nicer person than Katie.

"Good afternoon, I'm Katie Killjoy," Katie started off.

"And I'm Tom Trench," Tom made his intro, as he reported, "Chaos out at Pentagram City today as a turf war is raging on the west side!"

An image of Sir Pentious trying to be hip, followed by a drawing of Cherri flipping the bird was show. "Between notable kingpin, Sir Pentious, and self-proclaimed spunky powerhouse, Cherri Bomb!" Tom finished.

Katie Killjoy smiled, as she reported, "That's right, Tom! After the recent Extermination, many areas are now up for grabs! Demons all over Hell are already duking it out to gain new territory!"

A live clip of Cherri and Sir Pentious's clash was shown as Tom commented, "Those two seem to be really going at it, huh?"

"Looks like they're fighting tooth and nail," Katie said as she fished out a tooth and a nail respectively from her mug of coffee, "For that hot spot!" and then proceeded to swallow said tooth and nail.

Tom lookedover at the live broadcast focusing on Cherri, "And I and any other guy would sure like to nail her hot spot!" and wiggled his eyebrows, "Hoohoo!"

Katie chuckled rather cruelly, as she commented, "Haha, you are a limp-dick jackass, Tom! Or should I say -" and then poured scalding hot coffee onto his crotch, "...no dick?"

Tom curled over in pain, "Ugh...not again!"

On back stage, Charlie was watching the broadcast, while she awaited for the time she was called up. With her was Vaggie who came to support her, though she was more annoyed when James went along with them and watched the broadcast side-by-side with Charlie. And even worse, Lydia was with them too, as she was behind a chair, seething with envy at Charlie, clawing at it too while biting it.

"Coming up next, we have an exclusive interview with the daughter of Hell's own head honcho who's here to discuss her brand new passion project," Katie called out still smiling. "All that and more, after the break!" She crushed her mug in her hand and turned to Trench who was still in pain, and growled, "Suck it up, you little bi-!" The news cast cut off and went on a commercial break.

"I hate to have her as a co-worker," James said after watching the way Katie treated her co-host.

"Do you remember what to say," Vaggie asked Charlie as she fixed the daughter of Lucifer's bowtie.

Charlie inhaled in order to calm herself down, "Yes! Let's do this."

"Don't worry, Vaggie will mouth the words to you, and Lydia and I will be here to support you as well," James said to Charlie to help her feel more confident, "Right, Lydia?"

Lydia pouted at the way he was around Charlie, but sighed, as she broke eye contact from him, which confused him and Charlie, as she said, "Yeah, sure. Got it."

Vaggie arched an eyebrow as she asked, "You gonna be okay? Because we kinda need you on this to help the hotel."

"No, no, I'm fine," Lydia said, as she hopped out of the chair, as she showed amazing gymnastic skills. Even she blinked as she looked at what she did, "Whoa." She looked to them as she said, "I am still shocked about this physical stuff I can do now."

"Ohh, I have a suggestion," Charlie beamed.

"You plan to sing about the hotel," James, Vaggie, and Lydia asked at the same time.

"You all knew I was going to say that," Charlie said with joy, "You know me so well."

"It's because you like to sing so much," James replied.

"One a day, everyday," Lydia added as she had Charlie sing once a day in the hotel for any reason.

"But, no singing, please," Vaggie said while shaking Charlie, "This is serious!"

"Well, you know, I'm better at expressing myself and my goals through song," Charlie said defending her love of singing as she stood on the table that Razzle and Dazzle were as they happily eat doughnuts while watching their owner.

"Maybe, but life isn't a musical," James said, but then thought on it, as he shrugged, "Though I'm not sure if we could count this life though. Maybe."

"Especially in Hell of all places," Lydia added.

"Fine. But, I have all these other ideas of what to say today," Charlie said while bouncing a bit and showing a piece of paper to all three of them, "The Highlighted bits are the best part!"

All three looked at them, as Lydia asked, "Um, Charlie... which are the best parts?"

James nodded, as he showcased that they were all highlighted, "They're all highlighted."

"Is this a drawing," Vaggie asked with a raised eyebrow as she studied what looked like a drawing of everyone in Hell being happy about something.

"Yes! It's the happy ending, see," Charlie said with glee as she fantasized her vision of the future, "Everyone smiling and happy in Heaven!"

James and Lydia couldn't help but feel awkward for Charlie. It wasn't that they weren't against the idea of going to Heaven as they were in Hell by mistake, but the idea of all demons wanting to go to Heaven even if it was to avoid the Purge would be hard to believe from what they've seen so far.

Vaggie pinched the bridge of her nose. "I don't think it's that simple," Vaggie replied, "Just please follow the talking points we went over. And," Vaggie grabbed Charlie and forced her to lock eyes with her, "do not sing!"

"But we know you'll sing anyway, so just wait for the right moment," James said. The two girls looked at him scornfully, as Charlie lit up, though he shrugged, "Well, we can't expect you not to sing, can we?"

Lydia shrugged, "Yeah, he has a point."

"Then, try to save it as a last resort," Vaggie suggested, "We're trying to win sinners over to your cause here."

"Gotcha," Charlie said as she strode to the station, as she winked, "I'll just use my impeciable improv skills." She looked to the trio and winked, "Wish me luck."

"Good luck," James said as he waved her good luck while Lydia looked stoic and Vaggie stared with wide eyes.

"You think there's a way we can cancel the broadcast altogether," Lydia asked Vaggie who looked more worried than anything.

"She'll do great," James said defending Charlie before looking solemn, "But it's not her that's the problem."

"It's the audience," Vaggie said voicing who James was thinking of. The same thing that was on her own mind.

"I'd feel better if we knew where Angel Dust, Clint, Dan, and Bruce were," Lydia said, "I haven't seed Angel for the last three days and the other three have been missing since this morning."

"Oh, we're talking about the audience," James blinked, as he looked to the two, "I was thinking of Killjoy being the problem."

Charlie nervously greeted Killjoy, as she tried for a handshake, "Hiii! I'm Charlie."

"Katie Killjoy," she bluntly said, as she blew out the smoke of her cigarette. "I'd say it's a pleasure to meet you, but that would be a lie." And then threw away her cigarette. "And you can put that away," she said, gesturing to Charlie's hand. "I don't touch twits. I have standards!"

Charlie half-smirked nervously, as she gulped, "Yeah? How's uh... how's that working out for ya?" But then jumped back as Killjoy got into her face.

"Look, my time is money. So, I'll keep this short," Killjoy said, as she proceeded to poke Charlie. "You're not here because we wanted you here. You're here because Jeffrey couldn't make it for his cannibal cooking segment." She pointed to a billboard of Jeffrey's cannibalism cooking show titled "It's Dahm Good!" in the background.

"You might be some royal big shot," Killjoy said as she fluffed her hair, "but that doesn't mean shit to me. I'm too rich and too influential to give a flying fuck about what some tux-wearing demon..." and did air quotes with her fingers, "...'princess' wants to advertise."

Charlie noticed and saw Tom shaking his head in disapproval as Katie boasted about her wealth and influence to Charlie.

Charlie tried to talk again, "But, I-"

But Katie continued to poke her chest, "So, don't get cute with me, honey, or I will fucking bury you!"

"And we're live!"

Killjoy rushed back to her desk, holding papers while cracking her neck.

"Welcome back," Katie said to the audience with a smile using her casting persona as she looked towareds Charlie, "So, Charlotte!"

"It's... Charlie, actually," Charlie corrected while smiling nervously as a spotlight flashed her way.

"Whatever. Tell us about this new passion project you've been insistently pestering out news station about," Katie said while trying to hold back her annoyance by clenching her pen as it looked ready to snap.

Charlie looked around to see Vaggie, James, and Lydia nearby watching. Vaggie and Lydia motioned her to keep going while James smile in support of her.

"Well," Charlie starts before she clears her throat and exhales, "as most of you know, I was born here in Hell and growing up, I always tried to see the good in everyone around me."

Killjoy maintained her smile for the audience, but spoted a slug out of the corner of her eye and stabs it with her pen causing the slug's blood to bust all over.

"Hell is my home and-" Charlie said, but got slug blood splattered across her cheek which she then wiped off, and continued, "You are my people, new arrivals or born here. We... we just went through another Extermination."

Vaggie, James, and Lydia were watching this, as Vaggie gave her two thumbs up, and James gave her a thumbs up and a wink, as Killjoy quickly started to lose interest.

Charlie took a deep breath, and then spoke from the heart, "We lost so many souls, and it breaks my heart to see my people being slaughtered every year. No one is even given a chance!" she slammed her fist on the table, waking up Killjoy, as she walked from the desk, "I can't stand idly by while the place I live is subjected to such violence! So, I've been thinking: Isn't there a more humane way to hinder overpopulation here in Hell?" She walked around the audience, feeling more confident, "Perhaps we can create an alternative way to change souls through... redemption?" She then threw her arm around one of the News Cast's staff members, "Well, I think yes! So, that's what this project aims to achieve!" and return to Killjoy's desk, as she announced, "Ladies and gentlemen, I'm opening the first of its kind! A hotel that rehabilitates sinners! The Happy Hotel!"

Her broadcast was being shown all around Hell as this broadcast was being watched. From all the denizens of the Pride Ring, at the V Tower, the IMP building, to The Radio Shack, which many other demons were also watching by the streets and everywhere else in Hell, even through all around the Nine Rings.

Though an uneasy silence was creeping in, as Charlie was starting to lose her confidence, as she nervously chuckled, "Y'know? 'Cause hotels are for people passin' through... temporarily..."

A Lizard Demon demon in a bar was holding his laughter, as he heard all that, "Ahahaha! Is this girl for real?! She thinks-" He tried his best to hold in his laughter, "You hear what she thinks?! She thi- HAHA! Ah, she's nuts."

Elsewhere, a group of succubi were watching this, and even their leader watched, as she took a sip of a drink, "Is she for real?"

Charlie nervously kept going, "I think it'll serve a purpose... a place to work toward redemption... yay...!"

The demons watched her broadcast from The Radio Shack, but one took interest while others did not. A mysterious figure walked up to see her broadcast alongside a bunch of other demons watching such as Crymini and a handful of others. The demon smirked at this as he seemed to be getting... ideas.

Back at the News Station

James, Lydia, and Vaggie could tell that Charlie was losing her confidence much to their worry.

'Come on, Charlie. Don't lose your confidence,' James thought as Charlie was looking more and more nervous.

"Hehehe. Stupid bitch."

James, Lydia, and Vaggie heard the Cameraman Demon near them as he snickered at Charlie's embarrassing proposal. This earned him a powerful punch in the face by Vaggie who didn't even look his way.

"That's not helping," Lydia whispered to Vaggie, "It was deserved mind you, but not helping Charlie right now."

James looked over to Charlie as she was fretting over what to do. But James gently tapped to where his heart was. Charlie noticed this as he then gestured to his mouth signaling something akin to singing. He was telling her to sing.

Seeing this, Charlie felt her confidence return. "Look, every single one of you has something good, deep down inside. I know you do," Charlie said as she continued, "...Maybe I'm not getting through to you."

Razzle and Dazzle became alerted that Charlie was about to sing and that she may be in need of her back-up vocals.

Vaggie, realizing what Charlie was about to do facepalmed herself, "Oh, no..."

"We shouldn't be surprised," Lydia admitted in a deadpanned tone as she knew this wasn't going to end well.

James smiled, "Here we go."

Charlie snapped her fingers as the room turned dark and a spotlight is shown over a piano that Charlie, and her two crimson and flying pint-sized minion/familiars, Razzle and Dazzle started performing on. Meanwhile, back at The Radio Shack, the Demon and his shadow could be seen tilting their heads curiously as their smiles widen.

I have a dream, I'm here to tell! Charlie then walked away from the piano as two news staff looked at each other About a wonderful fantastic new hotel and took out a drawing of The Happy Hotel.

Yes, it's one-of-a-kind! Right here in Hell, catering to a specific clientele Charlie then walked over and booped Dazzle's nose.

Razzle and Dazzle then joined in, Oooh, ooh, ooh

Killjoy was in shock as Trench looked around, confused, as Charlie continued, Inside of every demon is a rainbow she threw her arm around the necks of two bird demons. Inside every sinner is a shiny smile she passed underneath a hellhound's tail Inside of every creepy hatchet-wielding maniac is a jolly, happy cupcake-loving child and handed the masked demon a sparkling cupcake and pat his head.

We can turn them 'round! Charlie turned to Killjoy and Trench .They'll be Heaven-bound! With just a little time, down at The Happy Hotel! Vaggie stood with a disappointed expression, while Lydia shook her head at this, but James smirked, as Charlie was growing in confidence.

She then began again, So, all you junkies took out a syringe from a doll demon's head, freaks took a pic with a Siamese twin demon in its cage, and weirdos fended off a several-eyed blob demon. Creepers stares at a snail demon out the window, fuck-ups booped a couch demon on the nose, crooks, and zeroes returned the stolen money to charity, and down-fallen superheroes threw her hands behind the necks of two supervillain demons, help is here!

All of you cretins Charlie dipped her hair into the water by the pier, sluts, held out a pair of panties in disgust, and losers, sexual deviants backed away from the sex offenders, and boozers turned to face a depressed demon, and prescription drug abusers threw away the drugs a blue demon was taking into a burning trash can, need not fear!

Charlie then grabbed a wheelchair as a demon fell into it, Forever again and then was pushed by Razzle towards Charlie and Dazzle, we'll cure your sin showed the demon her clipboard, We'll make you well Dazzle injected a happiness serum into the patient, you'll feel so swell! Right here in Hell briefly turned to her full demonic form with two red horns, her hair flowing wild out, and her eyes going red with yellow irises, at the Happy Hotel!

Razzle continued to aggressively play the piano.

Charlie then slid over to Killjoy's right, There'll be no more fire, slid over to Trench's left, and no more screams. Just puppy dog kisses she held a dog close to her face, and cotton candy dreams she held out a stick of cotton candy, and puffy-wuffy clouds She then cuddled both the dog and cotton candy, you're gonna be like "Wow!" Behind her was a sign saying Wow, Once you check in with meee and showed a check-in chart!

Vaggie was seen with both her hands covering her face, with Lydia burying hers in Vaggie's shoulder. Though James looked away, covering his face with one hand, but still smiling.

So, all your cartoon porn addictions she confiscated a neckbeard demon's cartoon porn magazine, vegan rants confiscated a vegan demon's Hellphone and takes a selfie with it, psychic predictions confiscated the spell books and crystal ball of a psychic demon, ancient Roman crucifixions avoided running into a crucified demon and knocked over two other crucified demons, end right here threw away all the confiscated items off a cliff.

All you monsters she clenched the hands of two monstrous demons, *thieves, and crazies* pointed finger guns over a dog demon trying to steal baguettes from an insect demon whose hood flared open, cannibals, tempted the cannibals with a severed arm on a plate, and crying babies looked at a possum mother and her rabid babies, annoyed, frothing mouths that's full of rabies filled with cheer pulled a hellhound with rabies close to her.

You'll be complete Charlie completed a puzzle demon It'll be so neat a wrecking ball demon destroyed the puzzle demon as Charlie gave two thumbs up, Our service can't be beat in her doorman uniform You'll be on easy street, yes she hugged three demons, Life will be sweet and turned to her demonic form as she finished, at The Happy Hoteeel twirls happily in flames as she jumped up, revealing a land made of candies and sweets behind her, Yeah!

Charlie ended the song, as things returned to normal, as she was rather exhausted as everyone in the news station looked at her with disgust and disbelief.

A top hat Demon though spoke out, "Wow! ...That was shit!"

At that moment, everyone in the audience including Killjoy and Trench began to laugh at Charlie for her song and idea. This caused Charlie's smile to disappear and be replaced with a devastated expression as she slumped back down in her chair. Demons in the designated Boo Section booed at Charlie, others swore and laughed at her, while others look completely uninterested.

James continued to watch Charlie sending her his full support, but Lydia looked nervous as all the demons rejected Charlie's idea, while Vaggie looked ready to tear every demon who was laughing at Charlie to bits.

"What in the Nice Circles makes you think a single denizen of Hell would give two shits about being becoming a better person," Killjoy asked while laughing her head off, "You have no proof that this little experiment even works! You want people to be good?! Just... because?! AHAHAHAHAHAHA"

"Well, we have a number of patrons already, who believe in our cause and they've shown incredible progress," Charlie responded in her defense.

"OH, a number you say," Katie responded sounding shocked but was being sarcastic, "And who might these imaginary patrons be?! Let me guess, your imaginary friends or pets?!"

"Well one happens to be someone named... Angel Dust," Charlie responded sounding smug and confident.

Tom Trench arched an eyebrow, and asked, "Angel Dust? As in the porn star?"

Kate turned to her co-host with a menacing glare on her face. "You fucking would, Tom," Katie spat at him before returning her attention to Charlie, "In any case, that's not even an accomplishment. I'm sure you could get that hooker to do anything with enough booger sugar and lube," she shot at Charlie while doing motions implying a hand job.

"Oh, I bet to differ," Charlie argued back as she counted what he's done on her fingers, "He's been behaved, clean, and out of trouble for two weeks now."

"Well even if that's true," Kate shot back, "There's no way you can make me believe you just have that slut as a someone giving your hotel the time of day!"

"Oh, believe me, he..." Charlie began, but was cut off as the news crew shot out.

"Breaking News!" one of the staff called out. Killjoy shoved Charlie off her desk, but she suddenly was caught by James who rushed in, and held her up bridal style... much to Vaggie and Lydia's irk.

"We are receiving word that a new player has entered the ongoing turf war! Let's go to the live feed," Killjoy reported.

The live feed showed Angel Dust stepping on an Egg Boi and throwing a grenade over at Sir Pentious with visible laughter in the background as Charlie and James stared at the screen in defeat.

"Oh…shit," they both said, as they went wide-eye in shock.

"I'm a bad person!" Angel shouted in the background.

"Oh, shit, indeed! It looks like the one who just joined the battle is none other than the porn actor, Angel Dust," Katie exclaimed the last part in feigned shock as she turned to Charlie and James, "What a juice coincidence! You and your other so called patrons must feel really stupid, right now."

Killjoy and Trench laughed at Charlie for how foolish she looked right now.

"Ratings," the two news demons said while doing Jazz hands.

James sighed, as he mumbled, "Well, it can't get any worse than this, right?"

"Also it seems on the scene, there are three others joining in," Trench added in, as the scene showed Dan using his tail to wrap around some Egg boiz and slamming them repeatedly on the ground, Clint pouncing at some Egg bots while using a few martial art moves, and Bruce controlling an Egg Boiz Bot and smashing the others.

James frowned, as he sighed, "I was wrong: it's worse."

Killjoy leaned in as she snickered, "I take it those three are with you as well? Sucks to be you bitches!" And cackled like a madwoman, snarking at him and Charlie.

James and Charlie stared in distress at the live stream as the three attempted to block it from the audience's view.

"Don't look at this," Charlie quickly said.

"Nothing to see here, folks," James added.

"Well, it sure looks like your little project is dead on arrival," Katie said in an insulting tone as she loomed over Charlie and James, "Tell us, how does it feel to be a total failure?"

This caused the entire TV studio to burst out into laughter aside from Lydia and Vaggie.

'I knew having those three at the hotel was a bad idea,' Lydia thought as she felt extreme anger the ones that killed her and James ruining a week's worth of hard work.

Vaggie stared at Charlie in horror at the humiliation she was now going through. A part of her wanted to kill every demon in here, but she knew that would only make things worse.

Though Charlie realized she was still in Jame's arms, blushing, she got out of them, but then thought of a comeback. "Yeah, well..." she looked around and smirked, "How does it feel that I got your pen, huh?!" And grabbed Killjoy's ballpen "...Bitch!"

At that moment, everybody instantly stopped laughing while Katie Killjoy and Tom Trench gave her the death stare.

Charlie nervously shrunk back, "Ehehe..." and put the pen back down, "Oops."

Tom Trench ran off set, as suddenly, Killjoy's demonic form revealed itself as she loomed over Charlie and James from the shadows. "Oh shit," James paled as he saw it.

Meanwhile

Back in the Pentagram, Cherri Bomb, Angel Dust, Dan, Bruce, and Clint were fighting more Egg Boiz in Sir Pentious' ship.

"Heyyy, thanks for the back up, Angie," Cherri shouted in appreciation as she fired a rocket launcher, "It made this fight an even bigger blast!"

"Hahaha! Are you kiddin? This is the best action I've seen in ages," Angel replied as he put his hands behind is head as he enjoyed all the violence and carnage that was happening around him.

Cherri launched another cherry bomb, "Where've you been, anyway? I thought you up and died or some shit."

Angel lit a bomb and handing it to her, "Oh, I wish! I've been staying at this crappy hotel on the other side of town. Some broads are lettin' me stay rent-free if I play nice."

They both covered their heads as the explosion set off behind them, then grinned at each other as they jumped into the field.

Angel continued to shoot down Egg Boiz with what seemed to be a drum mag M1928 Thompson, "Y'know, no fights, no pranks, no 'problematic language'... Her words, not mine." He stepped on a broken tile, launching an Egg Boi airborne and shot him from behind as he sighed again, "These crazy bitches are no fun! I've been clean for two weeks!"

"So who are the three newbies that are joinin' in," Cherri asked, as she lit another one, "Friends of yours?" And chucked it at another mech monstrosity.

"Just some more sinners staying at he hotel," Angel replied, "They new in Hell, but they're pretty fun."

"Snootchie Bootchies," Dan cried out as he chased more Egg Boiz around, as Clint smashed through another mech, as he ripped out the core with his teeth.

Cherri smirked, "Kinky."

Suddenly, Angle was chained and thrown aside by Sir Pentious when his tail shot out and threw him on the ground hard.

Angel Dust moaned, "Ohh~ Harder, daddy!"

Sir Pentious took it seriously as he gasped, "Son?!"

Angel raises left eyebrow lowers eyebrow as Cherri kicked Sir Pentious to the side.

Sir Pentious' hood flared open, "Grr! You whores have no classss! In war, The side remembered is the side with the most ssstyle!" He said as he adjusted his tie.

"Or the side that ain't dead," Cherri retored, as she decapitated an Egg Boi.

Angel stood up and removed the chains restricting him, as Clint landed next to him, "Speakin' a style, is your hat like, alive or something?"

"Oh! Well," Sir Pentious started, but then shot out angrily, "That's none of your GOD DAMN BUSSSSINESS! Now, is it?"

"Well, that's a good question," Clint started, as he asked, "Would that make your hat the top and you the bottom?"

A sign that said 'Loser' could be seen in the background pointing at Sir Pentious as an Egg Boi acknowledged the roast, as he cupped his hands, "Oooooh!" But then got a pebble thrown at him by Sir Pentious.

Enranged, the cobra man Sinner shouted, "I'm going to blow you all to bitssss!"

Angel eyed him up and down, and smirked, "Hm, kinky!"

"Oh, not like that!" He shouted as his hood flared open as a sign that said 'Pussy' could be seen pointing at him in the background, "Pervert!" And knocked over an Egg Boi.

Angel noticed an Egg Boi with a tentacle launcher which causes him to push Cherri to the side out of fear. He and Clint got tangled up in all the tentacles, as Sir Pentious shot out, "Not so cocky now, are we?!"

Angel Dust simply stared back with an unamused expression. "Y'know, you really gotta watch what comes outta ya mouth. I've been making sec jokes the whole," Angel said as Sir Pentious pulled Angel up by his arms and reveals a drill, "TIME!" Behind Angel, a third pair of arms come out of Angel's body carrying a M1928 gun without Sir Pentious noticing, "And it's obvious ya ain't catchin' on. I mean it's just," Angel pulled his extra arms out and shot Sir Pentious in the chest sending him falling down and releasing his grip on Angel, "Sad!"

"So, think you're gonna get in a lotta trouble for this," Cherri asked Angel, Dan, Clint, and Bruce as the other three continued to fight Egg Boiz.

"Eh," Angel shrugged while retracting his third set of arms, "What's one little brawl gonna cause?"

"Yeah, I mean it's not this is being filmed, right," Clint replied as he threw an Egg Boi like a bowling ball striking a set of the Egg Boiz.

Meanwhile

Charlie, James, and Killjoy could be seen trying to duking it out on each other like it's some sort of WWE match while a fire alarm went off in the background with Trench entering the scene, covered in flames, as he screamed, "WHY WON'T ANYONE HELP ME?!"

Back to the Battle

"Glad you haven't changed," Cherri said as she slugged him on the arm, "You know you're my favorite guy to party with!"

"You know it, sugar tits," Angel smirked.

"Well, this was fun," Clint smirked.

Cherri took out one last bomb, "You ready to finish this?"

Angel took out a Thompson gun, "Born ready, baby!"

Clint then pulled out a piece of ice from his left bicep, as it turned into an ice club mace, as he smirked, "Let's do it!"

The trio pounced onto Sir Pentious and his army as they prepared to clash. Charlie, James, and Killjoy were still at each other's throats screaming, Trench was still on fire, screaming in agony. Dan and Silent Bruce were hugging each other screaming in anticipation. All the characters present, screaming as the scene turned silent.

1 Hour Later

The royal family limousine was driving back to the hotel. Outside, it looked fine, but the atmosphere inside was far from fine.

On one side of the car, Charlie was staring out the tinted black roof window with a look of defeat as she hugged her knees. The remains of her jacket was barely hanging on as it was ruined in her fight with Katie Killjoy. James was sitting right of Charlie trying to be supportive as he could, but he didn't know what to say at the moment. Vaggie was sitting to the left of Charlie while Lydia was next to James. The two demon girls were glaring daggers Angel Dust, Dan, Bruce, and Clint as they sat on the other side of the back seats.

Charlie said nothing as she continued to stare. It was as though there was no one else around her as she stared at the sky in defeat. Angel Dust was amusing himself by playing with the car window roller repeatedly while Lydia and Vaggie glared at him and cohorts. While, Dan, Bruce, and Clint looked ashamed at what they did, Angel didn't seem to notice.

"What," Angel asked after finally noticing the hate he was receiving.

Vaggie arched an eyebrow, as she calmly but then blew up, stating, as she slowly ripped bits of her hair off, "What?", "WHAT?!" What were you idiots DOING?!"

Angel sighed, as he quoted with air quotes at the end, "I owed my girl buddy a solid! Isn't that a 'redeeming quality'?" He shrugged as he asked, "Helping friends with stuff?" He rolled his eyes in a huff.

"Not with turf wars that result in territorial genocide," Vaggie angrily shot at him.

"Eh, you win some, you lose a few hundred. Ehahahahahah," Angel nonchalantly shrugged, and inhaled, "It wasn't that bad, anyway." He then proceeded to play with the button of the car window roller.

Lydia then looked to the trio and asked, "And what were you guys doing there?"

"Helping Angel," Clint answered, with Bruce nodding.

"Before that," Lydia hissed.

"Trying to set up our blunt connection," Dan answered, but then sighed as he slouched forward, "But you know what we found out: They're all hooked on a drug named after this drag," he said as he thumb-pointed to Angel, "Man, these schmucks don't know a good old-fashioned smokin' blunt when they sees it."

"Well, thanks to the four of you, the hotel and Charlie's reputations have been completely destroyed," Lydia shouted in anger, "No one else will even look at the hotel without laughing their damn head off after today!"

"Aw come on! I had to help with that fight," Angel said in his defense as he brushed his back hair, "My credibility was on the line! I mean, what kind of reputation would I have if people found out I was tryna go clean? It just throws out my entire persona," Angel argued back as he pushes his chest floof before resuming playing with the window roller.

This ended however when Vaggie threw a pocket knife at the window roller.

"*Your* credibility? What about the hotel's," Vaggie shouted as she gestured to the defeated and unresponsive Charlie, "That little stunt the four of you did made us look like a *fucking* joke," Vaggie finished as she combusted in rage.

"And the point of you staying at the hotel is to change to be a better person," Lydia continued, "Of course your reputation would change since that's the point of the hotel! To be a better person!" Then she looked at the other three, "And you three! You swore loyalty to Charlie and you pulled a stunt like THIS?!"

"Well, we couldn't just stand by and let Angel get either blown, strangled, or death rayed by that cobra commander wannabe," Clint defended. He looked to James, as he asked, "You said it was a start, right? Isn't this kind of like another step on the start?" But then he noticed James rubbing his jaw, as he asked, "You okay?"

"Yeah, jaw's a bit sore," James groaned, "It was kind of a shock to find my mouth could extend like that." He then showed them as the ridges of his mouth extended back a bit as his mouth became more scaley, and his teeth bigger and sharper. It looked something like a dragon's gnaw or mouth.

Dan smirked in impression as Bruce went wide eye with his jaw hanging open, as Dan said, "Holy shit! You could fit a watermelon down there, or give a chick the ultimate hickey."

James's mouth returned to normal, as he groaned, "Still not so easy the first or second time." He shrugged, "Still.. it was useful when I bit that bitch, Killjoy, she ran around screaming."

"Seriously?! You should've gotten a picture of that for me," Angel Dust exclaimed in disappointment, "That bitchy announcer is always getting on my nerves!"

"Can you please just *try* to take this seriously," Vaggie demanded as she could no longer tolerate Angel's bullshit.

"Fine, I'll try," Angel Dust said as he flicked a dust bunny off of him, "Just don't get your taco in a twist, baby," he finished while snapping his finger and smiling at Vaggie.

"Was that you trying to be racist or sexist," Vaggie asked while looking ready to strangle Angel Dust to death.

Angel simply groaned as he stood up and looked around, "Whatever pisses you off more," he said, "What kind of high class limo doesn't have liquor!?"

"I honestly think he was trying to sound clever when he said that," Lydia sighed.

James groaned, as he rubbed the bridge of his nose, "Ugh, this whole day was a mess."

Vaggie sat back down next to Charlie as she crossed her arms, "I'm gonna kill 'im."

"Too late, toots," Angel retorted, but then blinked, as he thought, "Wait! Would that make me double dead?" He laughed, "Hah, and where exactly do I go? To Double Hell? Hahahahahahahaha!" He then folded his arms confidently as he looked to them, "Sorry, you're stuck with me, bitch - get used to it."

Angrily, Vaggie gritted her teeth, "¡Con una mierda, malparido hijo de-!"

Angel just huffed as he said, "Listen, who cares if some jack-offs got hurt? Most of 'em are ugly freaks. Look around!" He looked out the limousine window, as he smirked, "You got a bunch a fuckin' Harlequin babies down here!" And laughed it all off.

Vaggie smirked smugly, "You're one to talk."

"Hey!" Angel said sounded offended, as he motioned to his body, "This body is flawless! Everyone wants summa me," He puffed up hsi chest, and took out a letter or two, "...and I've got the creepy fan letters to prove it!"

He took letters from in between his chest floof and revealed it to Vaggie and the others that featured a small picture of a dirty naked old man, who ironically had a "No Angel Dust" tattoo, smothering his mouth on an Angel Dust body pillow and a message at the bottom saying 'Show me your feet! -Bryrin, #1 Fan/Critic'.

Vaggie grumbled in annoyance, while the others sweatdropped at this, as James advised, "You might wanna change your address. That might be concerning, Angel."

Vaggie and Lydia continued to glare daggers at the four demons that caused this mess.

"That was really uncool, y'know, Angel," Charlie sounded in a solemn tone while still staring at the window.

Everyone stared at Charlie who had finally spoken after leaving the TV station. James and Lydia looked at her in concern, while Vaggie looked ready to flip.

"'Uncool'?! After that train-wreck, there is no way anyone is gonna wanna stay at the hotel," Vaggie said as she directed to sights on the four to blame for this, "All thanks to this selfish jack-ass and these three irresponsible assholes!"

"Does this mean I don't have a free room anymore," Angel asked.

"And does this mean Charlie no longer considers us loyal servants," Clint asked as well.

"What do you think," Lydia snapped at the four of them, "But if were up to me, I'd have you stay at the hotel, pay double rent, and clean the toilets for a year," she continued pointing at Angel and then turned her attention towards the other three, "And have you three work as maids complete with uniforms! But that's not my call to make!"

Angel snapped his fingers, "Ah... well, shucks," he said in defeat.

Hey, come on," Charlie said as she took her ruined jacket off as she tried to stay positive, "We don't know if things are over yet! Try to relax everyone. I-it'll be okay."

Vaggie smiled at her friend's boundless optimism, but James noticed a hint of worry in Charlie. The limousine arrived at the hotel as the hotel door opened, revealing a very old and dirty establishment. Despite the fact that they were all there, not much was done to renovate the area, and Charlie was under-staffed, despite having Vaggie, Razzle and Dazzle, and now James in the mix to help. Everyone walked on in, as Vaggie threw herself on the couch facing the wall.

Vaggie groaned, as she sighed, "Ugh!"

Angel rummaged through the fridge leaning by the wall and grabbed a box of half-melted Popsies. "Eh, it's probably a good idea to get some actual food in this place. Y'know, to feed all the wayward souls you got in here! Ahahaha!" His attempt to joke though did very littel to comfort anyone. Especially Charlie, as he awkwardly laughed to stop, "Ahaha...! eh... ah..." He closed the fridge, and attempted again to help, but figured he would back off.

James looked to wonder if he himself would help, but at the moment, he needed to do something.

Jame's Room

The room looked like a hellish version of his old campus room, but with a double bed for some odd reason. Next to it was a drawer with a clock for an alarm, while there was a closet at the other end. He had a desk with his own laptop and other things, including a lounge chair and rug. Oddly enough, it seemed the hotel had a way of making the rooms design themselves to fit the guest.

But at the moment, James had to attend to something. He looked to his left arm, as he took off his hooded jacket and undid the bandages as he took off his shirt. The wounds from the Holy Gun had healed off, but there were now white slash tattoo markings reaching from his wrist to his shoulder. Apparently, when demons were burned by holy powers, the scarring was white of all things. To James, it was a hard thing to look at. So he tore a tight sleeve off and slipped it on, to hide it.

Once that was done, he walked back down to the lobby. He looked around as he tried to find Charlie but then stopped as he saw her go outside. With no one looking, he quietly walked over to try and talk to her, but before he did, he heard her speak again.

"Hey, mom. I know I keep calling and you must be busy... Really busy... But, um, the interview didn't go well," He heard her slink to her knees, as her voice started to sound depressed and worried, "...and... I... I don't know if I'm ever going to make a difference." He then heard her start to cry a bit, but she did her best to stop as she spoke, but it was evident it was getting to her. "I don't know what I'm doing. I could really use some advice, mom. I... I think dad was right about me..." She cleared her throat, and sounded a bit more like her old self, "Ahah, oof. Eh, anyway... I'll stop talking before this gets long." A small pause was heard, as she finished, "Love you, bye..."

She hung up and was about to go inside, but it opened a bit as James spoke, "Charlie?"

Charlie looked up to see James which caused her to look embarrassed.

"James! I-uh, I was just," Charlie said as she tried to act like everything was okay, "I was getting some air and figuring out what I could do to help improve the hotel's reputation. Is something wrong?"

Despite the smile Charlie was sending to James, he could tell that she was crying behind it. It was just a mask to hide all her emotional pain right in order to keep spirits high amoung her inner circle.

"I was wondering if you were okay or not," James asked, as he stepped outside with her, "After what happened, you seemed pretty down."

"Oh well. The broadcast was a disaster and it will be harder to get people to come to the hotel now," Charlie admitted, "But at least Hell had a pretty good laugh today."

'At your expense,' James thought as he knew that today took a major toll on her.

The two stood there, not sure of what to say or do at the moment, but then James asked, "So... your mother, eh?"

"Yeah, I was kinda hoping she'd answer this time," Charlie said, shrugging as she honestly wished her mom had answered.

"Mmmhmmm," James nodded, and asked, "So what's she like? I know your dad's Lucifer, God's former favorite Angel, but who's your mom?"

"Well, Lilith was actually the first... until she left Eden and found my dad," Charlie explained.

James arched an eyebrow, and asked, "Why? What happened?"

"She wanted to get away from Adam. Apparently, he was controlling," Charlie shrugged.

"Aaaah, most women would probably stay away from someone like that," James said, but then blinked, "But the Bible on Earth didn't mention any of that. And they always referenced Lilith as a kind of myth in biblical mythology."

"That's probably to show further show how Heaven is great and Hell as a form of punishment," Charlie admitted.

"That or a form of control over people," James admitted, "I didn't realize that sort of thing was happening. Maybe... I never noticed it."

"That's probably to show further how Heaven is great and Hell as a form of punishment," Charlie admitted.

"That or a form of control over people," James admitted, "I didn't realize that sort of thing was happening. Maybe... I never noticed it."

The two shrugged on that, as Charlie looked up at the sky, "My mom wanted to help this realm be stronger and to try and help it through the Exterminations. It was her dream. That's why she's been away for so long."

"How long has it been," James asked.

Charlie shrugged, as she squinched her face, "Maybe Seven... years?"

He blinked, "That long? What exactly has she been doing during that time?"

"I... I wish I knew," Charlie admitted as she looked sad, "I haven't been able to contact her at all. I can leave voice recordings, but she never calls me. I don't even know where she is."

Hearing this, James couldn't help but feel more sympathetic to her. Not being able to reach her mother for seven years. It was like not knowing if she was still alive or not.

He sighed as he looked up, "My mom... passed away a year ago." Charlie looked to him in surprise, as he softly smiled, "She was an amazing person. Beautiful and kind, but she also had this ferocity about her when those she loved were in trouble. I got into a lot of fights back then, local bullies and all. My dad wanted me to be able to fight, so when we had times to do so, he'd teach me. They both taught me Fight with my Head, but push farther with my Heart. Not sure what that meant though, but it didn't really do much good. When I did defend against them, it was always their word over mine when their parents got involved. Kind of blamed on the fact that my parents never officially got married. When I turned ten, my had disappeared one day, and left me and my mom to try and help each other out. She always had this strength to keep up, but I knew she was pushing herself. Especially with her condition."

"Her condition," Charlie asked.

"She had this kind of defect in her marrow that affected her body to lose strength. Or something with her immune system, I'm not sure on the details." He sighed, "But I knew she kept pushing. Doctors said she wouldn't live until I turned 14, but she pushed hard until I graduated from High School. She passed away when I was 19, over a year ago." He sighed sadly, "I've always tried to hide the pain of losing her, trying to show that kind of strength she had. But I felt... broken on the inside." But then he softly smiled, "And with Lydia still a friend in my life, that pain was slowing to dull." He sighed, as he looked to Charlie, "I guess what I'm trying to get at is, even with your mom not here... you still have those who wanna help you shoulder this dream. So don't think you're alone in this, Charlie."

Hearing this, Charlie felt her heart skip a beat as she stared at James. She felt sad about hearing about his mother. At least she knew hers was still alive, but for James... He knew she was gone. But worse yet, he was now unable to see her because of an accident that sent him to Hell while she was most likely in Heaven. But she also felt happy as this was the first time she talked to someone about her mother in this way outside of her family.

More tears began to form in Charlie's eyes. But she wasn't sure if they were tears of sadness for her and James' stories about their moms, sadness for James being unable to see her in Heaven, or happiness that she was able to talk and relate to someone about their mother like this.

James turned to her, and noticed this as he blinked, "Huh? Charlie?" He realized what he had done, as he slouched, "Oh crap, I made you cry. I was trying to help you out in saying that I'm gonna help you, Vaggie, and the hotel out, but this just made it worse." He looked to her and said, "I'm really so..."

But was suddenly rushed into a hug by Charlie, as she embraced him on it, as he was a bit confused on this, "Okay... I'm confused now."

"I'm sorry," Charlie said causing James to become even more confused, "Here I am going on about my problems when you have your own! I promise you, I'm going to get you into Heaven to see your mother."

James looked at her in surprise as his face blushed from having Charlie so close to him again and her words. "Charlie... I promise you that I'm going to help you make this hotel the place you envision it to be." Then he hugged her as well. To him, she wasn't the Princess of Hell or the daughter of Lucifer. She was a girl who wanted to help others, was laughed at by the very people she wanted to help, and had her reputation devastated because of one of the people she was working to help redeem.

If Charlie's didn't have red cheeks, hers would be glowing pink right now from her words. This was the first time anyone who was sent to Hell actually said that sort of thing to her. The two pulled away and looked into each other's eyes. Charlie still had tears while James looked at her with sympathy. The two could swear that they could see each other in their eyes. But they suddenly snapped out of it.

They pulled apart, as Charlie smiled, "C'mon, let's get inside."

"Yeah, Angel's probably eaten all the popsicles," James smiled as he opened the door. "You know how that guy eats those things like they're going out of style."

The two laughed as they entered inside and closed the door behind them. But once they were only 3 feet from the door, a knocking rapped at the door, surprising them both to turn around. The two looked at each other, and at the door, both contemplating on whether or not to open the door. But Charlie walked up to it and decided to open it anyway. Though once she did, and James behind her, they both saw it might not have been a good idea.

Standing before them was a rather mysterious albeit disturbingly creepy... individual. He was a slim, dapper sinner demon male with beige-colored skin, with a broad smile full of sharp, yellow teeth, standing at approximately 7 feet. He sported a pinkish-red cropped, angled bob-cut with black tips at the ends and two large, black tipped tufts of hair extending from the top of his head, evoking the ears of a deer. The style had an undercut at the back, and two small black antlers protruding from the crown. His eyes had dark-red sclera, bright-red irises and thin black pupils. He wore a red pinstripe coat with dark-red lapels piped with white, which were ragged along the bottom hem. Underneath this he wore a bright red dress-shirt with a black cross on the chest, and long black dress pants with matching bright red cuffs, and a dark-red oval-shaped monocle, rimmed with black, over his right eye.

He accessorized with a black knotted bowtie with a bright red center, black gloves with red at the fingertips, and black pointed-toe boots with red deer hoofprints emblazoned on the soles. And carried a thin cane with a sentient vintage style microphone attached to it.

James could feel creepy vibes from this guy, but Charlie, knowing who he was, reacted with extreme shock.

The man courteously greeted them both, his voice sounding like it was broadcasted off a radio receiver, "Hel-" But Charlie slammed the door in his face in fright.

James was a bit startled by her reaction, as he looked at her, but for a brief moment, she opened it again, as the main continued uninterrupted, "-lo." Only to have it slammed in front of his face once again.

James blinked, as he asked, "Charlie? Who is that?"

She nervously looked to him, half-smiling in nervousness, "Um, well... that's the Radio Demon."

James arched an eyebrow, as he asked, "Radio Demon?"

Not far, Vaggie heard the name, as she appeared, "Radio Demon?"

Lydia sitting up as she was confused, "Radio Demon?"

Angel and the Trio arched eyebrows, as they all asked, minus Bruce, "Who?"

Ignoring them, Vaggie pleaded, "Well- Don't let him in!"

Charlie looked to the door, and reached out to it, deciding to disregard Vaggie's advice once more and opened the door for the said Radio Demon. Who seemed rather calm despite having the door slammed in his face twice, as he politely asked, "May I speak now?"

James and Charlie looked at him warily, but she answered, "You may…"

Suddenly, he shot in surprising them both... and shook both their hands, as he smiled, "Alastor! Pleasure to be meeting you, sweetheart!" He pulled Charlie closer to him as his grin never faded, "Quite a pleasure!" He let hiimself in, as she eyed James as he smirked, "And I see this must be the infamous Sinner Demon, who isn't a Sinner trying to get to Heaven. Honor to meet such an anomaly." He let himself in as he explained, "Excuse my sudden visit, but I saw your fiasco on a picture show, and I just couldn't resist!" He exclaimed with such excitement in his tone, "What a performance! Why, I haven't been that entertained since the stock market crash of 1929! Hahahahaha," He calmed a bit, as he played with his mic staff, "...sooo many orphans..."

Vaggie suddenly shot in front of him, holding a harpoon towards his chest, Stop right there, cabrón hijo de perra!" Though he seemed unfazed at this, his smile never leaving as his eyes showed more relax seriousness at her, as she threatened him, as Charlie and James got behind her, "I know your game and I'm not gonna let you hurt anyone here, you pompous cheesy talk show shitlord!"

Alastor merely chuckled, as he used his right finger to move the harpoon away, "Dear, if I wanted to hurt anyone here..." His face then darkened, as his eyes blackened with red dials as pupils, his horns growing longer, as the world around him distorted, and his voice becoming more menacingly as he finished, "... I would've done so already..."

All three stared at him in fear because of this, but he quickly snapped back to reality, as he genuinely answered, "No! I'm here because I want to help!"

Charlie arched an eyebrow, Say what, now?"

"Huh," James asked.

"What," Vaggie, equally confused.

Alastor chuckled, as he repeated himself, "Help! Hahaha, hello? Is this thing on?" He tapped on his mic, "Testing, testing!"

Alastor's Mic staff opened its eye, as it responded, "Well, I heard you loud and clear!"

Charlie, able to talk again, asked, "Um, you want to help? With...?"

Alastor teleported suddenly behind the three with his shadow, "This ridiculous thing you're trying to do! This hotel! I want to help you run it."

All three looked to each other in confusion, as James asked, "Buuut... why? You don't seem like the type who would."

"Hahaha, why does anyone do anything? Sheer, absolute boredom," Alastor honestly answered, he felt like he fell into a slump as he confessed to them all, "I've lacked inspiration for decades. My work became mundane, lacking focus, I even took a seven-year hiatus because of that," He then shoved Vaggie aside, as he exclaimed, "Aimless! I've come to crave a new form of entertainment! Hahaha!"

Charlie then shrugged, as Vaggie walked back to the two, as she shrugged, "Does getting into a fistfight with a reporter count as entertainment...?"

Alastor laughed as he asnwered, "Hahaha! It's the purest kind, my dear: Reality! True passion! After all," He threw his arms around as he exclaimed out to the world showcasing his answer, "... the world is a stage and the stage is a world of entertainment."

Charlie looked hopeful on this, as she asked, "So, does this mean you think it's possible to rehabilitate a demon?"

"Hahahahaha," Alastor laughed, as he shook one of his hands in front of her, "Of course not! That's wacky nonsense!" Charlie and James slumped at that answer, as he explained, "Redemption, oh the non-existent humanity! No, no, no, no. I don't think there's anything left that could save such loathsome sinners!" He looked over to Vaggie who was offended, Lydia whose cheeks puffed out in a huff, the trio just watching, and Angel who just shrugged, "The chance given was the life they lived before, the punishment is this," he answered, as he put his arms out, gesturing the entirety of Hell, "There is no undoing what is done!"

James then asked, getting enough courage to question the Demon's motives, "So, then. Why do you wanna help the hotel if you don't believe in Charlie's cause?"

Alastor turned to the boy, still smiling, as he answered him honestly, "Consider it an investment in ongoing entertainment for myself!" He pulled both Charlie and James to him and twirled Charlie as he placed his hand on her back, "I want to watch the scum of the world struggle to climb up the hill of betterment only to repeatedly trip and tumble down to the fiery pit of failure!"

Charlie removed his hand from her back as she nervously smiled, "Riiiight."

"Yes, indeedy," Alastor said, as he grabbed them both to him by James's shoulder, sandwiching Charlie between them both, as he trailed them around the hotel, "I see big things coming your way and who better to help you than I?"

After the three left the room, Clint, Dan, and Bruce were scared stiff from the demonic face in the hotel while Vaggie looked on in angry worry at the situation unfolding before her.

"Okay... that guy right there, much scarier than the Grim Reaper," Clint said looking nervous.

"He makes Joker look like a meek office worker," Dan added while Bruce stared on.

"U, so... uh, what's the deal with smiles over there," Angel Dust asked as he didn't seem all that intimidated by him.

"Wait, you've never heard of him before," Vaggie asked in shock, "You've been here long than me!"

Angel Dust simply shrugged while looking uninterested.

"The Radio Demon," Vaggie continued, "One of hte most powerful being Hell has ever seen?"

"Angel Dust shrugged a second time, "Eh, not big on politics."

"Neither was I when I was alive," Clint said, "Except when a president really screwed up, then I notice."

"Ugh, of course," Vaggie said, "Decades ago, Alastor manifested in Hell, seemingly overnight. He began to topple Overlords who have been dominant for centuries. That kind of raw power had never been harnessed by a mortal soul before. Then, he broadcast his carnage all throughout Hell just so everyone could witness his ability. Sinners started calling him "The Radio Demon" (as lazy as that is). Many have speculated what unimaginable force enabled him to rival our world's most ancient and destructive evils. But one thing's for sure: He's an unpredictable source of danger, a wicked spirit of mystery, and a violent monster of chaos, the likes of which we can't risk getting involved with unless we want to end up erased!"

Angel snapped the mood away, as things returned to normal, as he asked, "Ya done?" He chuckled, as he looked at Alastor, "He looks like a strawberry pimp."

"Oh yeah, a strawberry pimp daddy, man," Dan smirked.

Vaggie huffed at their scoff, as she crossed her arms, "Well, I don't trust him!"

Angel arched an eyebrow, as he looked to her and asked, "To be fair, do you trust any man? Any men? Men?"

Vaggie shook her head, as she walked over and grabbed both Charlie and James by their shoulders, "Charlie, James, listen to me. You can't believe this creep! He isn't just a happy face! He's a deal-maker! Pure evil! He can't be redeemed!" And warily looked to Alastor who was eyeing a painting of Charlie and her parents. "...And is most likely looking for a way to destroy everything we're trying to do!"

"I don't deny that, but I'm with Vaggie on the part that this Radio Demon is up to something," James added, "He's clearly after something."

"I," Charlie said before she sighed, "we don't know that! Look I know he's bad, and I know he probably doesn't wanna change, but the whole point of this is to give people a chance!"

The three looked at Alastor who was inspecting a portrait of the royal family of Hell consisting of Charlie, Lucifer, and Lilith.

"To have faith things will be better! How can I turn someone away? I can't. It goes against everything I'm trying to do. Everything I believe in," Charlie said as she put her hands on Vaggie's shoulders, "Just... trust me. I can take care of myself!"

Vaggie stared at Charlie in concern for what her friend was going to do. Vaggie knew that changing Charlie's mind after making a decision was extremely difficult, but she also knew that trusting the Radio Demon was a huge mistake.

"Charlie, whatever you do, do *not* make a deal with him," Vaggie said practically begging her friend.

James looked to him and back to Vaggie, as he asked, "Why? What happens if she does?"

"In exchange for something he'll do for her... he'll want her soul as payment," Vaggie explained. "She'll forever be found to him via contract. And rarely nobody can get out of those, unless the contractor lets them go."

James paled, as he looked to Charlie, "Like Vaggie said: Don't make a deal with him."

"Don't worry, you two," She assured them both, "I picked up one thing from my dad!" She imitated him as she walked off to where Alastor was, "'You don't take shit from other demons'!"

Alastor looked at Charlie as she approached him.

"Okay, so, Al. You're sketchy as fuck and you clearly see what I'm trying to do here as a joke," Charlie said in a tone that carried her authority. As she turned with her back to Alastor, glowing red eye symbols start to appear, but quickly disappeared after Charlie turns back to face Alastor who maintained his smile. "But, I don't. I think everyone deserves a chance to prove they can be better. So, I'm taking your offer to help. On the condition that there be no... tricks or voodoo strings attached," Charlie finished while making hand gestures of Alastor's tricks and schemes through the use of his deals.

"So, it's a deal, then," Alastor asked as he rolled his eyes at his last statement while twirling his mic staff and presented his hand for a handshake as green energy burst throughout the hotel.

James and Lydia who followed him were left stunned by the energy that was flowing throughtout the hotel. It looked like something like a deal with the devil. James looked at Charlie who stood her ground.

"Nope! No shaking! No deals," Charlie exclaimed while holding her ground, "I... hmm... as princess of Hell and heir to the throne, I, uh, hereby order that you help with this hotel. For as long as you desire."

'Wow... an order through the use of her title,' Lydia thought to herself, 'That's a good idea. But will Alastor accept this?'

Alastor looked to Charlie, calmingly smiling while not exposing his teeth, as he rubbed his chin. The tension in the room was enough to set it all off. Would he be furious? Would he try and weasel Charlie into a deal? Though all if the tension came crashing down, as he answered, retracting his staff, "Hmmmm..." and shrugged nonchalantly, as he walked away, "Fair enough."

Everyone fell over from that, as Charlie sighed in relief, "Cool beans."

Alastor looked around as he hummed a tune, while looking about... and stopped at Vaggie, as he tickled the underside of her chin, making her furious, "Smile, my dear," he said to her, as he advised her, "You know you're never fully dressed without one!" She huffed at him, as he continued to hum and walk about, but stopped as he asked Charlie, "So where is your hotel staff?"

Charlie was nervous to answer that, as she did, "Uh, well-" And looked to Vaggie and James in particular.

Alastor adjusted his monocle, "Ohohoho, you're going to need more than that." He walked towards Angel Dust, as he asked, "And what can you do, my effeminate fellow?"

Angel shrugged, as he answered, "I can suck your dick!"

Mic feedback could be heard in the background as Alastor, though still smiling, tried to process what he was just offered. But finally responded, "HAH! No."

Angel scoffed, "Your loss."

He then turned to Lydia, as he asked, "And may I ask what you can do, my feline fem fatale?"

Lydia stared in fear as Alastor kept his gaze on her. His deep eye-contact was enough to make it feel like he was starting into her soul before he tore her apart piece by piece and eat her soul like an afternoon snack.

"She and I have been studying Hotel Management," James answered, getting the Radio demon's attention, as he explained, "She um... she's also been studying graphic design and architecture."

Alastor lit up like a Christmas tree, as he turned to Lydia, shaking her hand, "Splendid, I'll need you and James's opinions on what will be need or not necessary for the Hotel."

Lydia sighed in relief, as she replied, "Thank you."

He then walked over to the Trio, as he asked, "And what can you chums do for this fine hotel?"

Bruce was rather silent as Alastor arched an eyebrow, but Bruce opened his coat, revealing that he was actually rather skinny underneath with a white t-shirt, but had speakers on his chest, and adjuster dials under them, but also had a utility belt, to which he pulled out various tools. "Ah, a handyman. Silent but reliable." He then looked to the other two, "And you fellahs?"

"Need a blunt or ladies man, I'm your man," Dan said proudly. "Nugga nootch."

Alastor raised an eyebrow at that, as he responded, "Uh huh." And then turned to Clint, and asked, "And you?"

"I fight, but I also can cook," Clint addressed, which he noticed everyone staring at him in disbelief. Feeling out of place, he explained, "I um... I took Culinary as my main course while fighting on the side."

Alastor walked away as he said, "Excellent. Head staff, Advisory, Maitenance, and a Chef." But then thought, "Though, not enough honestly." He then shrugged, as he took out his mic staff, "I suppose I can cash in a few favors to liven things up a bit." At the snap of his finger, a new fireplace has replaced the hotel's worn down one as he approached it and picked up the mysterious figure covered in soot, which then opened its eye and stared at the others behind him.

Suddenly, a figure poofed off the soot from their body to reveal themselves.

It was a small, female cyclops-like demon with pointed limbs, white skin and one large eye. Her eye sported a light yellow iris, thick eyelashes, and a hot-pink sclera with a yellow gradient, with red-pink hair kept into a slightly messy bob cut with swirls on each side, and a single light yellow streak located at the top. Her mouth had sharp light yellow teeth inside and black lips, and small hot-pink dots on each of the corners. Her attire was that of a black neckerchief around her neck, and a 1950s red-pink maid dress under a white apron with three hot-pink dripping splotches, with long black gloves which covered most of her hands and arms, along with matching-colored tights.

Alastor made introduction, as he introduced her to them all, "This little darling is Niffty!"

She dropped to the floor, unaffected, as she smiled, "Hi, I'm Niffty! It's nice to meet you!" She then eyed them all, as she smiled, her eye looking over them like the pupil was separate from the iris, "It's been a while since I've made new friends!" But was a bit confused, as she asked, "Why're you all women?" She ran up fast as she lifted Charlie and Lydia up with no effort, as Vaggie almost drew out her speark, as Niffty panicked, "ARE THERE ANY MEN HERE?!" Realizing how she acted, she put the two girls down, and said, "I'm sorry, that's rude." She looked around realizing the state of all the hotel, "Oooh, man! This place is filthy! It really needs a lady's touch!" And grabbed a spider, but looked to the others as she was confused, "Which is weird because you're all ladies, no offense." She then stared in shock, as she took out a feather duster, "Oh, my gosh! This is awful!" In lightning speed, she cleaned throughout the hotel, "Nope! Nope! Nope! Nope!" She then spotted a cockroach and stabbed it with a sewing pin, "Nope!"

She then spotted the boys, as she smiled, speeding to them, "Boys!" She was now latched to Clint shoulder, as she looked at him, "Ooooh, Bad Boys." She then looked crazed, as she said, "Never leave me ever."

All the boys paled at this, as Alastor stepped up and pulled Niffty off of Clint, as he said, "I'm about 80 percent sure she's harmless."

Everyone, minus Alastor, stared at Niffty inf right, until a new voice appeared, getting their attention nearby.

Suddenly showing up out of nowhere, thanks to Alastor, it was a new Sinner Demon playing at a gambling table. It was an anthropomorphic avian cat demon. His look was evocative of a magician, paired with a casino referencing playing-card theme. The sclera of his eyes were black, with yellow irises and slitted pupils. He had long, red eyebrows with black vertical stripes near the tips, and a small black heart above each eyebrow, with taupe-colored fur, overlayed with white on his face, torso, feet, and upper arms. The insides of his ears were white with a red tip at the point and red heart in the center. A black tuff of fluff protruded from each, creating the appearance of small hearts, with a darker shade of taupe encircling his ankles, mimicking spats. His tail was taupe and long, ending with a large spray of "plume-like" fur or feathers, which were dark pink with black and white stripes, with yellow-orange hearts underneath the paws on his hands. His wings were large and red, with dark taupe on the undersides. The undersides of his wings were decorated with black stripes which featured red and white roulette wheel dot markings. His outside of his wings were decorated with more black stripes, which wrapped around the joints and run around a row of white roulette wheel dots. His attire was black pants with black suspenders over his shoulders and a red bowtie. He also wore a black top hat that had a red hat band and a golden button-like decoration.

He laid his cards down the table, as he smirked, Hah! Read 'em and weep, boys! Full Ho-" but suddenly, demonic illusions and voices distorted the surroundings temporarily. "-tel? What the fuck is this," He asked, looking around in confusion, until he spotted Alastor,, eliciting an angry purr as he pointed at him, "You!"

Alastor smiled, as if greeting an old friend, "Ah, Husker, my good friend! Glad you could make it!"

On the other hand, Husker wasn't all that happy with seeing him, "Don't you 'Husker' me, you son of a bitch!" And angrily pointed the jackpot, as he shouted, "I WAS ABOUT TO WIN THE WHOLE DAMN POT!" The jackpot disappeared into nothingness.

Alastor smiled, as he didn't care, "Good to see you too!"

Husker facepalmed himself angrily, as he looked to the Radio Demon, "What the hell do you want with me this time...?"

"My friend, I am doing some charity work, so I took it upon myself to volunteer your services," Alastor said, leading the avian cat demon about, "I hope that's okay!"

Husker arched a twitchy eyebrow, as he shouted, "Are you shittin' me?!"

Alastor, seemingly mocking in thought, answered, "Hmm... No, I don't think so!"

Husker shoved Alastor off, as he bitched at him, "You thought it'd be some kind of big fucking riot just to pull me out of nowhere?! You think I'm some kind of fucking clown?!"

Alastor grinned, as if he was about to laugh, "Maybe!"

Husker folded his arms, as he huffed at him, "I ain't doing no fucking charity job."

Alastor teleported behind him through his shadow, "Well, I figured you would be the perfect face to man the front desk of this fine establishment!" He gestured towards the bar he made out of his magic, which kinda looked out of place from the hotel, more akin to bayeu Louisiana than classy New York, "With your charming smile..." he pulled Husks's lips into a forced smile, only for it to return to a frown, "... and welcoming energy, this job was made for you! Don't worry my friend," He walked over to the bar, revealing the soles of his shoes to have deer prints. "I can make this more welcoming! ...If you wish." He made a bottle of 'Cheap Booze' appear out of nowhere.

Husk stared at the booze for a second, and then got into Alastor's face, as he shot out, "What? You think you can buy me with a wink..." he winked sarcastically "... and some cheap booze?!" A moment of silence between the two went on in seconds, until Husker grabbed the booze and looked at it. "...Well, you can!" He then downed the booze.

The boys looked at him in surprise, as they thought, 'He gave in just like that?'

The moment he heard what Alastor was planning, Angel Dust gained a huge smile at the addition of a bar.

"Hey, hey! Hey, hey, hey! No! No bar, no alcohol! This is supposed to be a place that discourages sin," Vaggie quickly said as she tried to stop these new emoployees from being added to the hotel, "Not some kind of mouth…brothel…man cave!"

Before she could protest more, Angel Dust appeared in front of Vaggie to stop her, "SHUT UP! SHUT! UP," he said in a dead serious tone as he pointed to the bar, "We... are keeping this!"

Vaggie looked at James and Lydia for support against this.

"Since Charlie is allowing Alastor to do this, we can't really speak against it since Charlie has the final word," James responded reluctantly.

"Plus, we do need the work force to maintain the hotel," Lydia added, "After what happened today, I doubt there's a long list of people looking to work here."

"See!? Isn't this guy great," Angel Dust exclaimed in joy as he ran for the bar as he started to flirt with Husk, "Hey~"

"Go fuck yourself," Husk declared as he prepared his work space only for Angel Dust to hold the bar tender's face.

"Only if you watch me," Angel answered only to receive a death glare from Husk like he was ready to tear the spider demon's head off.

"I'll take a shot of your best drink," Dan said, "I could use a drink after today!"

"Oh, my gosh! Welcome to The Happy Hotel," Charlie said, as she rushed up to Husker, and tried to go for a handshake, "You are going to love it here!"

Husk reached for his booze, "Hate to break it to ya, but I lost the ability to love years ago." And continued to down his bottle.

Alastor popped up to her, and asked, "So, whaddaya think?"

"This is amazing," Charlie said, as she rubbed her cheeks excitedly.

With crossed arms, Vaggie shrugged, "It's... okay."

"Least this way, we'll be able to get more patrons to stay when they come to check in," James smiled.

Alastor reeled the trio towards him as he laughed, "Hahaha! This is going to be very entertaining!"

He then let go of Vaggie and James, and summoned a fireball, launching it to the hotel ceiling just so he could distract Charlie fast enough for him to shove the two away.. He dressed himself in a tux and matching top hat, with his magic.

You have a dream! He twirled Charlie and dressed her up too, which she smiled, You wish to tell! He turned to Vaggie who was now on the floor, with James helping her up, And it's just laughable He turned back to Charlie and tossed her mid-air, But, hey, kid, what the hell?

The background behind changes to neon colored lights featuring two apples and a skull. He caught Charlie by the hand as they both tap danced together, 'Cause you're one-of-a-kind! A charming demon belle! The two slid down the railing of the stairs.

Now, let's give these burning fools a place to dwell! He used his power to dress up the rest of the hotel staff, as he called out, Take it, boys!

Shadow demons suddenly appeared from the floorboards and began playing their instruments as Vaggie tried to talk to Charlie who was having too much fun. Alastor pulled her to James and the others as his shadow demons surrounded them.

Boo!

Inside of every demon is a lost cause! Alastor put a fedora on Angel and James's heads as Angel snapped his fingers back at Alastor But we'll dress 'em up for now, with just a smile! Alastor then slapped Vaggie's butt, making her irked at him.

With a smile!

And we'll chlorinate this cesspool with some old redemption flair! Alastor then kicked off a skull which Niffty rushed in and cleaned off And show these simpletons some proper class and style! Alastor then summoned a shadow clone of himself

Class and style!

Alastor then snapped away his shadow Oh! Here below the ground, pinches Charlie and Lydia's cheeks, I'm sure your plan is sound! He held hands with Charlie as they both twirled They'll spend a little time, down at this Hazbin Ho-

But then suddenly, things reverted back to normal, as the hotel door exploded, knocking Niffty away as Charlie, Alastor, James, Angel Dust, Lydia, and everyone looked outside.

Everyone looked behind and upward to see a familiar looking ship in the air. "Oh no! Not this guy again," Angel Dust complained.

"Hah! Well, well, well," Sir Pentious' voice could be heard from the mega speakers, "Look who it is harboring the striped freak! We meet yet again, Alastor!"

"Do I know you," Alastor asked in a mocking tone. S

ir Pentious ego deflated as his hood fell. "Oh, yes you do," the snake sinner said as his hood flared open, "And this time, I have the element of SURPRISE!" He pulled a lever causing hundreds of weapons to appear at the airship ready to fire at Alastor and the hotel. "Ahaha! I'm so evil," Sir Pentious declared.

Vaggie pulled out her Spear, as James shot out hsi Scythe, which Vaggie asked, "What are you doing?"

"I'm gonna help you out," James answered.

"What makes you think I want your help," Vaggie asked him not liking the idea of working with a man.

"Want and need are two very different things," James answered, "We need to stop before he wrecks the hotel!"

Vaggie glared at James as she didn't like the idea of him fighting in public. Especially since she knows how he was able to kill angels before. If he went too far, his secret would be revealed and put Charlie and the whole hotel at risk.

Alastor stood between the two, as he smiled, "It's alright, you two." He then got in front of everyone, as his smirk became more demonic, as he said, "This is also the other reason I'm here."

His body then contorted, as his horns became bigger antlers, his eyes turning to demonic dials, as he spoke out, "It's high-time everyone knew... I'm back."

With a snap of a finger, an otherworldly dimensional portal opened with tentacles and shadow demons emerging from it, destroying Sir Pentious' ship while he and his crew were inside. Alastor then finished it off as he clenched his fist with a few drops of blood dripping off his hand. Alastor grinned menacingly in satisfaction for a moment as the others look at him in shock and horror.

Returning to normal, Alastor broke the tension with his smile to them, "...Well, I'm starved! Who wants some Jambalaya?" He walked over to Clint as he led him inside, as he was the head chef, "My mother once showed me a wonderful recipe for Jambalaya that I would love to teach you." The others followed after him, as he went on about his mom's recipe, "In fact, it nearly killed her! Hahaha! You could say the kick was right out of Hell! Ohoho, I'm on a roll!"

Though before they entered, James stopped Charlie and Vaggie, as he asked the former, "So... you sure it's a good idea to let Alastor in?"

"Why wouldn't it," Charlie asked.

"Hello," Vaggie pointed out, "He just sadistically attacked an enemy blimp, and he's sketchy as hell. Despite the fact that he's helping out, I'm just a bit worried something might go off."

"I get that you two," Charlie said, but took their hands, "But this might be the boost we need on this, but I need something else from you both." The two were confused, as she suddenly put their hands together, as it was in the form of a handshake, "I need you both to stop arguing with one another and work together. I saw you guys arguing on whether or not you were gonna fight. I'm not okay with the idea of fighting, but I also know when to fight and who to fight. And each other isn't who we need to fight." She looked to them pleadingly, as she asked, "So... can you guys help each other and trust me and each other on this? Please?"

The two looked to one another, and sighed in defeat, as they answered togheter, "Okay/Sure."

"Great," Charlie smiled, as she pulled the two in, "Now let's set up the table for that Jambalya. I'm starving."

The door closed, as Alastor's voice spoke out, "Yes, sir! This is the start of some real changes down here! The game is set! Now..." And outside without no one knowing, Alastor used his magic for the last time to change the sign atop the hotel from Happy Hotel to Hazbin Hotel. And sinisterly, Alastor chuckled, "...Stay tuned. Hahaha...!"

Not Far Away

From the wreckage pit to where the Zepplin crashed, Sir Pentious survived the beating served by Alastor along with Egg Boi #23, as they both slithered out of there.

The Egg Boi looked to his boss, as he asked, "Now will you shoot me with your ray gun?" Sir Pentious only response was for him to collapse of exhaustion.

Next Chapter: Overture

To those of you who are saying that Charlie and Vaggie are both gay, I am here to discredit. Viziepop said that Charlie is Bisexual, though I'm uncertain if Vaggie was similar. But like I said, this is an AU of the main universe of this series. If anything, I'm hoping James will help Vaggie to trust in men again, or in him, as he wouldn't do anything to make her distrust at all.