AN:

this a sequel to my au HH story called Solo in the Stars. Check it out!

Check out kaledya on twitter and tumblr, where she created a wonderful hazbin hotel works and HH au named Sinners Symphony with awesome designs. We're talking art work and q&as if you want to learn more!

Lore and ocs being used are all hers.

I just hope I am portraying kaledya's ocs correctly, since I am trying to stick to the romantic theme of my tale with AU versions of my ocs interacting with hers.

I am going with six Year time skip in the hellaverse

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Shards in the wild:

Just the rumored sinner in red hood never changed among the lips of the Imps to the ears of the Sins. Rumors just got stronger since one more ended up joining the existing one. One being of a male origin from the embroidered waistcoat and red hooded cloak. Jangling of mourning lockets worn hanging pocket to belt loop. Cloth covering the goods in his basket was tanned skin from a hell hog or a shark. Speaking in tongues upon using spells from forgotten pages of centuries old books. His name is only known to his family, a chosen few, and the hotel's residents.

Who spent six years maturing through hard work and self- study as years passed. Expended on what he already learned, He received pharmaceutical and first aid knowledge from Belphegor. How to handle a destructive force from Satan on a seasonal basis. Also creating a small collection of spell books along his 6 year journey as he bonded with his familiars. Lived on Bloodmarch ranch in a wrath ring during the worst parts of winter. Taught himself to play a vielle and electric violin in his free time.

"Shouldn't you be at the hotel?" Familiar footsteps didn't detour Corbin from his current read, "Participating in my sister's latest activity or helping decorate the ballroom for the hotel's anniversary celebration?"

"Everything was held off or rescheduled," Corbon recalled, "Charlie and Vaggie were called to a parent- teacher conference concerning Mirabelle."

"They never looked into a nanny?" The voice wasn't happy over the news.

"Mirabelle refuses ANY demon but myself to tend to her," Corbin stopped using his rubix cube, "Makes me wonder if …I should have distanced myself? Not allowed her to grow attached to me over the past six years?"

He grew silent forgetting manners of the heart wasn't a strong suit of the person currently talking to him. Back went his attention to rubix cube he was solving as he whistled to his napping feral hellhound. She was curled around Maverick just sleeping away the hours as her master read. Her ears twitching she stood to her feet stretched and flexing her limbs. Nuzzling the small fox awake to the point he was still droopy with sleep.

"Treasure them," An answer he wasn't expecting followed, "Soon she'll become a strong and independent woman with her own dreams."

"Prince of hell has a heart after all?" Corbin found himself laughing.

He eyes land upon a demon who had become a one of valued people in his six years of self development. Who taught him all his knowledge of magic and sciences until there was no more to teach. Watched him grow and turn into the young man he became in a short time. Who was casually dressed unlike his usual appearance when handling court or royal related business.

"Blame your aunt," Constantine turned, "Six years of her kind honesty is infectious."

"Now you complain?" She asked.

"More like an observation." He stated.

His white irises, his thin vertical reddish pupils looked upon a sight of a woman beyond the red hood. Flowing gown created from material of blackened feathers and spider silk. Tailored piece was a sweetheart neckline with an off- the- shoulder- sleeves. Frontal slits hidden within the skirt, Matching ballet flats with open toe and golden chain around her neck with 4- point star pendant. Her hair in its natural curls was worn down and styled. To rest on one of her own bare shoulders while revealing her ear cuff. French tip nails and basic make up of lipstick with smokey winged eye. All tied together by black coloring Elanye wore, wasn't too overwhelming as she stopped beside Constantine.

"You look like you stepped out from a dark fae romance novel." Corbin took in his aunt's appearance.

"Thank you." She softly smiled.

Hoo Hoo soon came to rest on one of her shoulders between Constantine and her. Had Elanye reach up with lace sleeve covered hands through his feathers. He accepted by chirping and spreading his wings for more attraction from her.

"No capelet?" Constantine asked, noticing lack of one.

She reached toward the back neckline and pulled a concealed hood of solid fabric layered under lace. She allowed him to reach up and take hold within his talons.

"Weavelyn's doing?" He asked, noticing the care to detail and work.

"Minorly," She pointed out, "Design and lace's pattern is my own."

Upon getting closer the pattern was modeled after her brother's blue roses after blooming. Came in multiples of three from the leaves to the arrangements of budding flowers. He pushed off her head since he came to like the view of her face. Preferring the view of her face when not seen in public with her. When she took advantage of his closeness and connected their lips. Tilting her head and adjusting her weight as she moved. For a better angle after years of practice with him. Allowing him to pick up nodes of tastes on the tip of her tongue.

"You know where to find me to give me an answer," She pulled away, "Have fun figuring them out."

Signaling to Corbin after watching The way the two kissed after six years of being around them. Way his aunt took advantage of when Constantine was close to her. Through simply kissing filled with what passed her lips became a game.

"My usual prize?" Constantine stated.

"Always." She waved to him.

Corbin wished him luck as he picked up his rubix cube with his wolf following him. His snake barely moved from his coiled position around his shoulders.

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Decoration of the hotel's anniversary never changed from the first time Charlie hosted it. Battle room was simply decorated to a table filled with punch bowls and finger food. Music always changed over the past six years depending on what was played.

"Wicked." Octavia liked the news.

"Really?" Osmodai was excited.

"Yes!" Hephzibah shook a flier in her hand, "This is going to rock."

"Still think this is a crazy idea," Corbin wasn't up for it, "Performing in front of all of hell. Really?"

He ended up being leered by two of the three of the girls as one punched him in the shoulder. She handed him a flier announcing a yearly singing competition. One for the last six years in hell always brought up the talented. Demonkind from highest to lowest level could be found on stage. Given a time limited on a grand stage for all eyes to watch. Some were the Overloards and nobility of hell in their private viewing boxes. Few others were the lucky ones allowed to watch from reserved seats.

"Going to be fun," A clear sounding, quick, and efficient voice put a smile on their faces, "Hexing Ladies will win."

Brightest tresses of gold that bounced even pinned by a jeweled hair ribbon placed in combed curls. Biggest eyes that could be spotted from across a dimly lit room by skilled eyes. In a red and white, Elegant, Solid Color, cardigan and high collar, Lantern Sleeve Dress. Matching stockings and wore the Morningstar crest as a brooch on her dress's collar. 12 year old Mirabelle standing next to Hephzibah's leopard with Hoo Hoo on her shoulder.

"Sing Earth, Wind, Fire and Air, please?" She begged them.

"Yes." Octavia and Osmodai couldn't turn her down.

"Still can't say no?" Hephzibah asked Corbin.

All she got was a nod as he handed back the flier and opened his arms toward Mirabelle. Like many times before over the last six years of his existence in hell. He ended up scooping her up when she headed toward him without hesitation. Giggles that came from a gesture the two have done over six years of being together. Didn't last long when he handed her back to an out of breath Charlie.

"Hi mommie," She handed to her, "Look who I found?"

"We need to look into a nanny." Vaggie soon joined them.

Hoo Hoo came to rest on his shoulders with an unnamed leopard coming to rest beside curled up Laika. He waved toward a mischievous smile that grew under caring hands. Started going to the same educational institution her mother and uncle attended. While her magical knowledge was coming along.

"Before you three start ?" He knew they would, "No we haven't for DEEPLY personal reasons."

"Meaning?" Octavia looked to Hephzibah.

"This being hell is one of them." Osmodai pointed out.

Three spoke of his relationship with Goleon and how far it expended over six years. Two talked about not having children for numerous reasons over those years. Some were career and personality when they shared with one another.

"We have agreed to not have children," He spoke of their joint agreement, "For Now."

"So … that means you haven't figured out the godparents' role out?" Hephzibah and Osmodai asked.

Two then started arguing who would be better suited for the role while Octavia laughed. Corbin ended up doing a whistle trick to shut up to get a word in.

"We're not the only couple you guys know," Corbin reminded the pair, "Go bother someone else."

"Prince and Red Riding Hood still a no?" Hephzibah was asked by Osmodai.

"Fact they made past the fifth year mark for a high ranking demon and sinner," On held up the recent gossip page, "Makes you think."

Snatched out of her hands by Hoo hoo's talons when he soar by her head before landing. Shredding the gossip page while angrily screeching over the pictures. Short lived clapping to gain their attention had them looking up. Rest of the hotel's residents flooded into the room with Elanye following. Her victrola and crate of records were being carried in by Roh.

"Will someone please," Baxter didn't want Niffty smothering him, "Get this away from me!"

"You two look so adorable." Serenity passed him.

"Say cheese." Angel Dust took pictures.

"Be nice to this one." Alastor advised Niffty.

Elanye apologized to Baxter since most have parted up already or nobody wanted to be with him. He never left a good impression on anyone within the hotel. His list of offensives with each guest and resident was long. Making everyone not want to pair up with him during activities and trust bonding.

"Niffty is your only choice," Elanye informed him, "I am not the one paired with everyone, I am just the one that supplies the music and instruction."

Roh set up the Victrola as carefully as he could since the model was a familiar portable model. Used once to entertain a bedridden Alastor when he was recovering. Collection of records Wywave had at the time were surprising. Since his jazz and blues selections were vintage pieces he found.

"Anyone needs a partner," Elanye informed them, "Roh or myself are available."

Everyone ended up pairing up with Baxter's pleas falling on deaf ears when Roh started the record. He died after being Osmodai's partner for the first dance. Leaving Elanye to go around and make minor corrections to everyone. From now one should lay their hands on their partner to footing. Keeping it all in a fun manner that ended with laughs and jokes. make her way to the victrola where she found Constantine standing.

"Sweet and refreshing taste," He addressed her, "Dragon Berries?"

"Asmodeus made a special request for mini pies," She amusingly recalled the order, "He paid extra for the Dragon Berries since they are seasonal item."

"For his lover and daughter, I presume?" Constantine asked her.

"Anniversary of them becoming a family," She pointed out, "What do you want for your prize?"

What she got was an offered hand with no glove offered to her in complete silence. Had her accepted after six years of observing and learning his small tells. Mostly when he didn't wear his mask when fulfilling his royals duties. Way his tail flitched or when he smiled from his emotional responses. Compression and a caring heart showed when he was around his sister. Friendly and sarcastic manner he took on when he was around Serenity. Informative, adaptability, and patience he had around his niece. Helpful criticism and engaging communication he took on as mentor to Octavia and Corbin. Were just parts of him on a long list she adored about him as a demon, not a prince all of hell saw him as.

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