AN: Ok soooo this is gonna get silly. Bare with me, nothing sexual is suppose to happen here, but please remember Asmodeus is the Ruler of Lust and at this point in time, he's single in my story. So imagine his apartment a bit like the Playboys / Penthouse bachelor pad.
Also, thank you so much for the many great nicknames for Ozzie to use. There were some great ones. I ended up going to Chickadee which Brini sugguested, though Apple Strudel which was sugguested by India422 was a close 2nd. I chose Chickadee because Oozie is very avian like so it seemed to fit better.
Now then, lets see how Ozzie handles Bee and Charlie, hm?
Chapter 3
Who's Watching Who?
As Asmodeus entered the VIP room he was expecting to see a gaggle of drunken blissful idiots and one sleazy ball weasel who was about to expire. So it was a surprise to find her standing alone and twirling about, much like she had in their 'childhood' when Lucifer would send them as far away from the throne room as possible. That was just Bee's nature, he guess. The forever life of a party. He let out a sigh of relief as Bee turned around and smiled at the bundle in her lower arms, revealing their niece as she pulled the tiny fingers from her mouth with a coo.
'Ah, so it's just Bee and Charlie here. Man has his little Chickadee grown since-' He thought before the realization finally dawned on him. 'Hold up.'
He felt all six of his eyes blink in confusion, hoping maybe, just maybe, some ass-hat had slipped him a drug in his drink for laughs, or that Bee was pranking him with an illusion or doll. That was like her, right? Right?! After all, what sort of irresponsible, immature, drunken, party-addicted nut would bring a baby to a club filled with sex and debauchery?
Oh, who was he kidding? This was the same Bee that convinced him as a child that Lucifer and Lilith were fighting in the middle of the night just so he would go rushing into their room and interrupt their... couples time.
"Oh fuck no! Bee! Have you lost your fucking mind?!" He yelled in horror just as Charlie let out a yell of joy at seeing him. "What in the name of the Seven Rings are you doing?"
Bee just grinned as she bounced Charlie in her arms, clearly already drunk off the joyful vibes the little half-angel was giving off. Charlie was torn between which of the Sins she should focus on, their bright colors both demanding her attention.
"Hey, Ozzie!" Bee greeted as she waltzed over to him, giving her sudo-brother a hug as Charlie was slightly squished between them. "Candy Apple and I are just having a girls' night. Aren't we?"
Charlie just giggled loudly as Ozzie's plumage tickled her cheeks. Asmodeus just stared in disbelief. She couldn't be serious, could she?
"And you thought being a baby, our niece no less, to my lounge of 'Lust' was a good idea?!" He demanded before taking Charlie from her to give her a once over. Heaven and Hell forbid she had a scratch on her. "Bitch are you insane? Why do you even have Charlie anyway?"
"Relax Oz. It's all cool," Bee rolled her eyes at him. "I'm babysitting her. Luc and Lili needed a date night and they said to have fun until her bedtime. So I took her to the best place to have fun."
Asmodeus wanted to scream and break something. Of all the people the couple could have asked, why did they choose the being whose mental capacity was that of a rebellious youth? Surely there was someone else a bit more responsible? Then again, Charlie wasn't hurt or looked like she was scared. In fact, as he inspected her, he caught the soft scent of soap wafting off her and when he felt her emotions, all he found was love for both of them. Still...
"And a burlesque club was your first idea?" Oz groaned. "Honey Bee, what is wrong with you? You can't take a baby, much less our niece to places like this. It's not... descent."
"Well, I mean she's been here before right?" Bee looked confused. Why was there a problem?
"Her conception does not count!" Oz growled, lifting Charlie up to his shoulder. The face there instantly started to shower her with kisses to distract her from the argument. "Bee, I'm pretty sure they meant to have fun in their home! With her toys! The fuck is she suppose to have fun with here?"
As if on cue, the waitress succubus returned with a tray holding two drinks. She paused for a second as she noticed her boss was currently in the room as well and holding the tiny being who was babbling at one of his faces. A second passed before her expression told him she knew it was best not to ask.
"Your ambrosia and apple vodka," She handed the glass to Bee before turning to look at her boss, unsure as to how she should serve the drink. Ozzie just groaned and quickly pulled the glass from Bee's hand before she could drink it, placed it on the tray, and jerked his head in silence to tell the waitress to leave.
"Right, you with me. Now," Ozzie muttered pointedly as he turned on his heels and walked away with Charlie chewing her fingers again and drooling. "Aint no fucking way Imma trusting you two down here."
"Hey! I was gonna drink that!"
"No you aint," Ozzie growled before grabbing another server as they neared the main floor. The poor employee looked terrified as Oz jerked his head towards Bee. "You see her? Tell everyone she's cut off for tonight. Got it?"
"Hey! Not cool Oz. How am I suppose to get my buzz on?" Beelzebub followed after him, her wings piping in anger behind her.
"You're not. You're babysitting Charlie so you've got to be sober," Asmodeus started firmly. He mentally readied himself to glare at anyone who would comment on his carrying a child through the lounge. "Now come on. I'm gonna take you two up to my place until I can find someone to take over for me."
"What for?" Bee huffed, snatching a passing drink and downing it before Oz could stop her. "I can get us back, no problem."
"Simple," Asmodeus paused to give his 'sister' a deadpan look. "Somebody's gotta watch you."
Beelzebub allowed herself to drop to the floor, the mother of all pouts clear on her face. It didn't take much for the trio to draw the attention of the crowd. Both of them stood at least seven feet tall, towering over most of the crowd, but it didn't help that the current number had just ended and Charlie for all her charm and innocence, let out a loud 'Oo' to get Oz's attention.
And when he did look at her, he got a toothy grin. Good heavens how she was drooling a lot. It was just like when her debu-
"You have got to be..."
Ozzie groaned as it dawned on him Charlie was teething again. He could still remember how hard he and Mammon had laughed during her debut when she bit Leviathan. It had taken them forever to get her to let the guy go. Now he was worried the tables might turn on him. Shaking his head, Oz signed for Bee to follow him over and behind the stage. He wasn't going to argue with her in front of his customers for them to gossip about later. Not all attention was good attention and the last thing he needed was for word to get back to Lilith that Charlie had been seen around half-naked men and women. As Asmodeus and Beelzebub hurried along to disappear behind the curtains and backstage, neither of them heard the slow buzz of gossip growing in the room.
"Hey was that-" One Imp whispered to his date.
"I think so," His date pulled out a piece of paper and unfolded it. "It looks like her..."
* * * Hazbin Hotel * * *
The moment they entered his private floor, Asmodeus knew he had made a mistake.
On a normal day, he wouldn't have cared about what someone's opinion of his décor was, after all, he was the embodiment of Lust. His walls were covered in art from the mortal Kama Sutra, there were statues of very happy satyrs and risqué posed figures, sexual photographs and undergarments, and an array of different hooks with ropes and chains attached to them, his room was his own bachelor paradise.
And that wasn't counting the prototype of the 'Jolly Molly' he had managed to procure just laying out for all to see along with several... phallic looking objects of questionable sizes.
'Lucifer can never know Charlie was here.' Oz thought as he pinched his nose area to try and ease the migraine he was getting. 'I'm taking this to the grave.'
Passing Charlie quickly back to Bee, Oz yanked a pillowcase off the sofa and rushed to shove the countless sex toys, clothes, and photos into it as quickly as possible. Once he was certain that he had gathered everything possible, he rushed to his bedtime and tossed the case into there, slamming the door shut and locking it.
He was not going to be the one who taught Charlie about the birds and the bees, no pun intended.
Walking back, he immediately started going down his mental list of who he could have stand in for him in introducing the main numbers for the night. He only stopped his mental musings when he saw Bee standing a little too close to one of the erected statues with Charlie reaching a hand out to grasp the marble stone out of innocent curiosity. Panicking, he rushed forward and snapped the poor appendage off with a snap before glaring at Bee.
"What?" Bee looked a little confused as she raised an eyebrow as she looked at his hand.
"Just... just sit down on the sofa... please," Oz groaned. He needed to get them both out of here before any disaster could befall him. "Just sit down, on the couch and don't let Charlie touch anything."
"Calm down, Oz," Bee laughed as she settled with Charlie on the sofa when she noticed Charlie was starting to chew aggressively on her fingers. "Oh, Candy Apple. Is that mean old tooth bothering you again?"
"She probably just needs her pacifier that Bel made her," Oz sighed as he gave Charlie a soft rub on the head. "I think Luc keeps one in her carrier bag, so you can grab it from there."
Bee just looked blankly at him before giving him a sheepish grin.
"You did bring her carrier bag, right?" Oz insisted before letting out a massive groan. "Bitch, of course, you didn't. You just buzzed your pretty self here without thinking right? Damn it!"
Why had Lucifer and Lilith trusted Bee with their daughter again?
"Sorry, I honestly didn't know," Bee felt her ears drop, the vibes of irritation Oz was given were starting to affect her just as Charlie's irritation from her gums was. "Usually Luci deals with that sort of stuff."
Beelzebub wasn't wrong.
Whenever the Sins met together with the King and he had Charlie in tow, he never really allowed any of them to do anything beyond entertaining or holding Charlie. He was pretty overprotective, though Oz could tell it all came from a place of love. Not obsessive-controlling love, but pure fatherly love. Oz figured it had a lot to do with his angelic side.
From what Asmodeus could remember Lucifer explaining to him as a child, angels were extremely social beings that needed something to do. They needed a purpose to take their focus or else they could go insane due to their long life spans. For Lucifer it had been creation, manifesting designs from his dreams until... Oz wasn't sure what it was, but he knew Lucifer didn't like to talk about it.
Sometimes Oz wondered if that was why Lucifer embraced them all so easily in the beginning. The three of them, Bee, Mammon, and he were some sort of project he needed to stop himself from going mad in the wastelands that would later become Hell.
Lucifer insisted it wasn't, and sometimes Oz wasn't sure he ever wanted to know the answer.
"Right... so we need to get you two back as soon as possible," He thought for a moment about what he had on hand to help Charlie ease the pain of her teething. The last thing either of them needed was for her to either start crying or biting them. "I think I have some frozen stuff in the ice box. Just.. grab something while I find someone to cover for me."
With a twirl only a seasoned stage dancer, Asmodeus hurried his way back to the elevator in order to hunt someone down, probably one of the dancers whose number was already over and down with. Bee chuckled as Charlie twisted around to watch him leave, her free hand making a small 'bye bye' movement. She really was just too adorable.
"Okay, Candy Apple," Bee gave her a little kiss before zipping off to Oz's ice box. She looked around it, finding an assortment of treats and goodies, from chocolates to honey and strawberries to bananas. He even had whipped cream. Bee was about to grab one of the bananas when she suddenly recalled Lilith warning her against feeding Charlie... something. What had it been now? It was some sort of food that they were worried would be dangerous for her as well.
And Bee for the life of her couldn't remember what it was.
"Maybe something from the freezer would be better," She muttered, peeking over at Charlie who was still gnawing hard on her hand, before opening the freeze to find several frozen sticks. "Hang on Candy Apple. Looks like Uncle Ozzie's got some ice lollies you can have."
Pulling out several, Bee instantly noticed that they all seemed to be in different colors. Was there a reason for this? Did it mean they had different flavors? If that was the case which one would Charlie like?
"Soo many choices..." Bee pondered looking at the array of colors. She took one out to see if Oz had labeled them but alas luck wasn't on her side. "Meh! Whatever. We'll just try them all."
* * * Hazbin Hotel * * *
Fifteen minutes.
Fifteen minutes was all it took for Asmodeus to realize that if Charlie ever breathed a word about today to Lucifer, no amount of familial relationship was going to save him from the ass-kicking he would get.
But damn it, if she did, he was taking Bee with him!
It took him five minutes to grab a rather flamboyant baphomet whom he knew loved the attention of the crowd. Then it had taken him all of seven minutes to explain the itinerary for the night before using two minutes to return to his floor. The last three were reserved for writing his will and obituary.
"Hey, Ozzie? What flavor is the lavender one?" Bee asked excitedly as she sat in from of Charlie, watching the baby blissfully chewing on a popsicle. "Charlie really likes the flavor."
Asmodeus just stared in horror, wondering to himself how the hell it was possible that Bee hadn't noticed the... particular shape the icy had. Or was she willingly obtuse about it for the sake of feigning ignorance? He was starting to contemplate just how slow his death would be if the King ever found he had let Bee give the Princess of Hell a frozen treat of questionable shape.
And judging by the two dozen semi-melting various colored puddles, it wasn't the first one either.
'Fuck... my... life...' Oz groaned while one of his faces pouted and the other cried. And apparently, his inner turmoil was funny to Charlie because the baby let out a giggle as she looked at him adoringly. It made Oz feel a little better as he bent down and picked her up. "You're lucky you're cute, Chickadee. Now come on you two. Time to get this little lady home."
"Cool," Bee smiled as she looked at the time. "It's almost Candy Apple's beddy-bye time."
"Yeah, but we need to wash all of this off first," Oz pointed to the stain around Charlie's mouth. "And it was pomegranate."
"Sweet. She really liked them. Let me grab a few before we-" Bee was about to buzz over to the ice box again when Oz quickly grabbed her and threw her through a portal that led up to the Morningstar manor.
Stepping through, Asmodeus looked at Charlie and immediately agreed.
He was taking this 'visit' to the grave.
* * * Hazbin Hotel * * *
As it turned out, it was probably a good thing Oz had joined Bee back in the Pride Ring. While the ice pop had numbed the pain in Charlie's gums, the damn things were loaded with sugar. And apparently, Charlie had inherited more than just her adorable looks and personality from her father. She had his tendency to become hyperactive on sugar highs too.
That and she was apparently an expert in crawling fast and into spaces the two massive creatures couldn't reach.
"How the hell do they get her out of there?" Bee groaned as Charlie giggled at them from her hiding spot before some bookshelves. The pair were too nervous to try moving them would get the little girl pinched.
"I want to know how she got in there?!" Oz groaned as he tried to reach her. H could feel his finger brush against her only for Charlie to inch away from him with a mad cackle of amusement. "Chickadee this isn't funny. You need to come out now,"
"I bet Luci uses magic to get her. Come on, Candy Apple. I'll give you cotton candy if you come out." Bee tried to reach her from the other side, but Charlie was still just out of reach.
"Like hell, you are, Bee! She's hyper enough as it is!" Oz pulled his hand back and growled in irritation. Bee suddenly let out a little laugh. "This isn't funny Bee."
"It kind of is," she told him, still reaching for Charlie, her fingers barely gracing the pink sleeper she was changed into. "Remember when we did this to Luci? He thought he would be mad at us for sneaking into his bedroom and wrecked his stuff."
Oz paused. He did remember.
It had been during the time when Lucifer, Lilith, Belphegor, Satan, and Leviathan were dealing with a pretty nasty group of rebellious horrors that wanted to take Hell for themselves. The trio of 'children had been sent away during the trial and being youths, they had gotten bored and started to explore. Ozzie hadn't been very brave back then, reluctantly following the adventurous two because he didn't want to be alone.
It was Mammon who wanted to see if Lucifer was hiding any treats from them. Lucifer had a habit of making them little trinkets to entertain them while the 'elders were busy' and for whatever reason the greedy spiderling convinced Bee to help him break into Lucifer's private quarters. It had been the only place they weren't allowed it because according to Lucifer 'too many of the things there are unstable', whatever that meant.
After having messed with a few unfinished projects here and there, it wasn't selfish Mammon or curious Bee that ended up causing havoc, but Asmodeus who somehow managed to touch the wrong thing. It started when he noticed something shiny on the top of a bookshelf. It wasn't overly bright, but there was a glow to it that reminded Oz of Lucifer's magic. He would have asked Bee to see what it was, but she was busy arguing with Mammon about who had the right to sit at Lucifer's workbench first and 'add' to his blueprints. So Asmodeus did what only came logically to a curious child.
He climbed the bookshelf.
To this day he wasn't exactly sure what the glowing item was, but he knew what it did. It set things on fire. He discovered this when the bookshelf started to tip over, forcing him to jump away to safety before the bookshelf could fall over and crush him.
The cacophony of chaos that followed was legendary.
With a loud crash, the bookshelf and everything on it hit the floor and scattered about everywhere. The sound made all of the children freeze, Bee and Mammon ceasing their squabble while Ozzie stared teary-eyed at the mess, a fleeting desperate hope that maybe Lucifer wouldn't notice the toppled mess.
And then the damn thing caught fire.
Somewhere in the distance, Oz was certain he heard Satan yelling 'What was that' before Mammon yelled for them all the scatter. And scatter they did before the adults came rushing to see what happened. It had taken Belphegor and Leviathan to extinguish the fire while Satan managed to capture a screaming and angry Mammon who bit the hell out of his arm while Lilith couched a very nervous Bee out of the chandler where she had hidden between the lights.
And that had left Lucifer to find Asmodeus.
The avian-flamed Sin had managed to press himself into a tiny alcove at the time behind an organ Leviathan had claimed was absolutely necessary to have, despite the envious prick having never played it.
Oz had been crying back then, afraid Lucifer would banish them all for ruining his workspace. Instead, the fallen angel gently lured him out with magical dancing figures and checked him over to be sure he wasn't hurt. Sure, all three got scolded by Satan and Lilith, but the King... at the most he seemed sad to see the workspace a mess but he was happy none of them got hurt.
"Hold on," Oz said as he got up and headed out of the room. "I think I have an idea."
Heading to Charlie's nursery, Oz glanced around the many toys before spotting a rag doll that looked like a princess lying on the floor. He quickly grabbed it and hurried back, hoping that either Bee had managed to get a hold of Charlie or that at the very least she hadn't scurried off to a new hiding spot. Oz grimaced as he looked at the clock. It was almost nine now, two hours past her bedtime. Hopefully, she hadn't fallen asleep either.
Which thankfully she hadn't.
Taking a page from Lucifer's book, Oz made sure as much of his body was hidden from view as he made the doll peep around the corner teasingly at Charlie. Sure enough, after a few tries, the doll caught Charlie's attention. She watched it for a bit, first confused but that quickly turned into a giggle as she inched her way closer. Just as she was about to grab the doll, it suddenly went limp and two large blue hands grabbed her and lifted her squealing into the air.
"Got 'cha, you little troublemaker!" Oz cheered as Charlie laughed in his hold. He tried to scowl at her as he held her in the crook of his arm, shaking a finger at her in reprimand. The key word was 'tried'. "You're not supposed to go hiding on us like that, Chickadee."
Charlie just giggled as she smiled at him before she started to yawn and rub her eyes sleepily.
"Looks like it's time for all little princesses to be asleep in their beds," Oz sighed, knowing it was pointless to try and stay mad at his niece. For one she didn't really understand it and for the other... well she was too cute as she twisted into his hold and tucked herself into his chest, the small hands gripping- "Oh no."
Before he knew it, Charlie's tiny fingers had latched firmly onto his chest feathers, her grip telling him she wasn't letting go anytime soon unless he wanted to lose a few feathers. He should have known better, Lucifer had talked about it countless times how he loved that Charlie would grasp his wing feathers in her sleep when she could and hold on to them as she slept. For the angel, it meant she felt safe and comfortable.
For Ozzie, it meant he was now trapped.
He had planned on tucking her in, maybe singing a little lullaby song, scolding Bee about being more responsible when watching Charlie, and then portal home and pretending tonight never happened. Count on a Morningstar to mess with his plans. Given his size, Oz knew he couldn't sleep in the rocking chair in the nursery, not unless he wanted to wake up with neck pains.
"You stuck?" Bee asked as she watched his dilemma unfold. Looking over on the lounge couch, Bee pushed Asmodeus towards it, urging him to lie down on it, and fetched a blanket to cover them. "You might as well get comfortable until she lets go, right?"
Sighing Oz accepted his fate, making himself comfortable on the sofa while Bee made herself comfy on the floor. Charlie grumbled a little as he shifted her to lie on his chest a little better so she wasn't tugging on the feathers. Once she was comforted, Charlie lazily sucked on her pacifier before snuggling into him with a smile.
"Night Chickadee," Oz whispered as Bee dimmed the light in the room before settling again with them. "Sweet dreams."
Silence fell between them soon as Beelzebub watched Charlie sleep before Bee whispered softly.
"She's cute as hell, right?" Ozzie nodded. The stress of the day was finally making him relax. "I can not wait to babysit her again."
Oz immediately shot his sister of another monster a glare while she grinned innocently at him.
"Oh yeah? And who's gonna babysit the babysitter then?"
With a playful growl, Bee gave Oz a light swat before they too drifted off to sleep.
AN: Fun history fact time. The first vibrator made was called "The Jolly Molly" though it was suppose to be used to held massage men's muscles. A good movie that talks about it is "Hysteria" (2011).
A quick note, the lore in this story is not canon. I just like the idea of the Sins having existed before Lucifer's fall and want there to be a very specific reason why they are the owns that rule their respective rings.
Charlie's little escape/hiding escape was inspired by my own childhood. Apparently a lot of people in my family got to experience me crawling into the weirdest of spaces and just hiding out there until I wanted to come out. I'd also sleep in the weirdest of places like in the crawl space between the wall and my parents water bed. Don't ask why, cause I honestly can't remember why. I also managed to disappear in a store the size of a children's bedroom once by napping on a shelf.
I... was just a very weird kid.
Until next time, Satan's turn is coming up, though I will admit it will be mainly Damian focus because let's face it, he's an adorable kid.