A Total Drama Story, Hazbin Hotel Crossover Story

Demon's Daughter: Love Across the Divide

Chapter 11

Overture Pt. 1

~Hazbin Hotel/Gwen's POV~

It had been two days after my trip to Earth that I found myself in my bedroom taking it easy. Everyone was busy doing their own thing. Charlie was with Vaggie, Angel was at the bar with Husk, Nifty was off somewhere cleaning, and Alastor was out on important business for the hotel. Curtesy of Charlie. I figured I'd keep myself busy in my artwork and wanted a private place to do it. I also wanted to take this time to actually think about what my next move would be for getting back to Earth. It was out of character for me to want something I couldn't have despite wanting it like a kid in a candy store. Not that I had a huge, sweet tooth. Yet I found myself entranced with the thought of returning above and seeing my new friends, especially Trent. Just the thought of him makes my heart skip a beat. (sigh) It's still a mystery to me how that human managed to capture my heart. Guess the same could be said for Charlie and Vaggie.

Charlie met Vaggie three years ago. Charlie told me that before she'd put together her hotel, she was wondering around Hell after the extermination and found an injured Vaggie in an alleyway. Apart from losing an eye and blood, Vaggie was alive. Charlie had taken her in, healed her, and pretty soon, the pair fell in love with each other. I was happy for Charlie. She deserved a loving partner who wasn't a total jerk like that snake of an ex-boyfriend she used to date. A dick whose name isn't even worth mentioning. Good riddance to rubbish. Glad Charlie came to realize her ex wasn't a good fit for her and found someone who understands her needs and dreams. Maybe I'll figure out my dream someday. I have some idea, but I've got a few craters to fill before moving forward. Craters? Did I actually come up with that? Shaking my head I try to collect my thoughts. I put my sketchbook down beside me on the bed. Leaning against the wall, looking up at the ceiling.

My thoughts turned to another topic at hand. While I had my problems, Charlie had her own. That was to get her hotel moving with sinners lining up at the door in the hopes of redemption. Sadly, the only sinners were Angel Dust, Husker, Nifty, and Alastor; although, I don't think he actually counts since he's only helping Charlie for entertainment purposes. Not to mention he's always smiling. There's no telling what he's actually thinking or when he's serious about something. Octavia mentioned asking someone from the hotel to help me find another way to get to Earth. That wasn't possible. Charlie could never know that I lied to her and went to Earth. If I told Vaggie she'd give me a lecture. Nifty was a mystery. Wasn't sure about her reaction. Husk wouldn't give a shit. Angel might laugh at me, and not be able to do anything. Leaving only Alastor, but what could he do? He may be a powerful overlord, but I don't know if he can be trusted. Charlie once called him sketchy as fuck. Obviously, he's not a good person to talk to.

I let out a heavy sigh. Guess Charlie and I are more alike than I realized. It's kind of creepy if I think about it. I mean I love Charlie, but I'd rather not compare myself to her. Letting out another sigh, my attention turned upward towards the ceiling again. My thoughts trail off in several directions until the sound the clock tower broke me of my thoughts. I moved myself towards my window that had a nice view of Pentagram City and the clock tower that indicated the countdown to Extermination. With the last one down a week ago, the next countdown began. That was when Charlie's voice caught my attention.

"Gwen?! Come downstairs! Alastor's about to show us the new commercial he made for the hotel!"

A commercial? That was the important errand Charlie put him on? Guess the hotel's overdue for its first commercial. Perhaps this will get the word out and bring forth some new attention. I get off my bed and head downstairs. Charlie and Vaggie were sitting on a couch in front of the television with Alastor standing beside it.

"Gwen, just in time. Alastor was about to show us the new commercial he made for the hotel." Charlie sounded pretty excited as I took a seat beside her. "Go ahead Alastor, let's see your work."

With the push of a button, the television turned on.

The scene turns to static before it fixes itself to reveal a sinner stabbing another demon to death with a knife before Alastor caught their attention.

"Well, hello there, you wayward Sinner! Do you like blood, violence, and depravity of a sexual nature? Of course you do, that's why you're in Hell! But what would you say if I told you there was a place to stay that had none of that? Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel! A misguided path to redemption! Founded by Lucifer's delusional daughter, Charlotte Morningstar!"

The scene switches to the inside of the hotel. Charlie comes on camera and waves at it before it moves to Husker who's clearly drunk and passed out at the bar. Angel dust gives him bunny ears as a joke for the camera. Nifty runs around chasing a bug with her knife. Razzle and Dazzle are cleaning up around the hotel, and Gwen was on the couch reading a book with Keekee napping besides her.

"Come place your fate in her inexperienced hands, as she tries to work through her daddy issues by fixing you! Here we offer fun things, such as somewhat functional staff and twenty-four-hour pest control. Custom rooms and a tacky parlor! Enjoy riveting conversation with our singular resident and the other princess of Lucifer, Gwen! Wow! All this, and more at the Hazbin Hotel! Your last desperate attempt at salvation starts here!"

The television went off after that.

"So, what do you think?" Alastor questioned the three of us. I looked at Charlie who had a look of surprise on her face, and then I looked at Vaggie, who looked pissed off.

"I'm sorry. What the fuck was that?!" Vaggie demanded.

"Uh, yeah. One note, Alastor, I mean, first off, thank you so much for making this seriously amazing, but um, maybe the tone is a bit off. We want people to come here. This makes it look, um..."

"Bad. The word you're looking for is bad Charlie." Vaggie threw out.

"Funny, I was going for hilarious." Alastor said.

"Define hilarious." I thought to myself.

"It didn't explain anything about how we're trying to save demons from extermination, which is the whole fucking point."

"Vaggie's right Alastor, the commercial was to let sinners know we're trying to help them."

"Well, my dear, I haven't been active in hell for some time, and everyone remembers me from my radio show. The proper medium to express oneself. But you insisted on this noisy picture box advertisement." Alastor explains, using his microphone staff to tap the television, twice. "So, I had a little fun with it."

"Oh fun?" Vaggie's getting pretty pissed off now. "You had a little fun with it? (stands up) Well this is not what we want to represent us. When you showed up here, you told us you'd help run this hotel. Instead, you're mocking us. Nobody's going to want to come to a place that a powerful overlord like you thinks is a waste of time!"

Charlie stood up to reach out to Vaggie and calm her down. I stayed in my spot not wanting to get in the way. Then our attention was turned to Angel who had one of his hands raised like a school kid.

"What Angel?" Vaggie sounded annoyed as she turned her attention to Angel.

"If'n you're filming a commercial, can I suggest you take better advantage of the talented celebrity you have right here?" He motioned to himself.

"Angel, you're a porn star." Vaggie pointed out.

"A famous porn star. I'll have the horniest sinners knocking these walls down to get in."

"We are not filming a porn as a commercial."

"That would draw in the worst kind of attention from the wrong crowd." The thought of that sent shivers down my spine.

"Why not?" Angel complained, "Sex sells, don't it? I swear, if you film me going at it was Mr. Fancy Talk Creepy Voice, you'd be rolling in participants willing to stay at this tacky hotel."

Alastor suddenly appeared right beside the couch next to Angel and laughs with amusement, "Ha, ha. Never going to happen."

The thought of that brought a wave of heat to my face. Secretly, I'm into that Yaoi shit people write and draw up online. Who wouldn't be if they saw two hot guys naked and going at it anywhere, they were in secret. Aw man, just thinking about Angel and Alastor doing the nasty and... Shit! I give my head a good hard shake. Now's not the time to get lost in a secret inner fantasy.

"Angel, I appreciate you wanting to use your special skills to, um, attract folks to the hotel, but I really don't want to exploit you in that way." Charlie told Angel in a way that was her way of being polite when turning him down.

"Oh, please, baby. This body was made to be exploited. (fluffs up his chest fluff) I got the arms. I got the stamina. I got the legs. I got the lung capacity. (laughs) Oh, I got the legs. The gag reflex, the holes, the chest fluff everyone thinks are tits."

Charlie chuckles nervously until her phone rang. The ringtone was dads.

"Hold that thought. I'll be right back."

"I could keep going all night, baby." Angel drinks his beer as Charlie walks away to take the phone call.

"Hello? Dad?"

If dad was calling to get Charlie to convince me to come home again it wasn't going to happen. I've told him several times already just last week that I wasn't returning home until he changed his attitude. Mom called me yesterday just to check in on how Charlie and I were doing. At least we have one parent that's got a heart.

"Hey, I have a question." Angel's voice came up. "If freaky face over there is so powerful, then why can't he just make people stay here?"

"Oh, trust me," Alastor began, his face turning into a mischievously creepy look with dark magic floating around his head. "-I can."

I may not trust him, but he sure knows how to grab my attention with his dark powers.

"Why do you think I'm here?" Said Husk cleaning a beer mug. "You actually think I'd be cleaning bottels and listening to you fucks bitch and moan all the time if he wasn't forcing me?"

Nifty immediately pops up from being the counter with a hand raised. "I like being forced."

"Keep it to yourself, Nif."

I look over at Nifty. She's a tad mysterious and insane. She tried to kill a cockroach with a steak knife just the other day. I'm not sure what happened to her when she was alive that brought here to hell, but I don't need to know.

"Aw, you don't love being here with me, Whiskers?" Angel turned to look over at Husk.

"Call me Whiskers again and I'll jam that bottle down your throat."

"Kinky. Come on, keep talking dirty."

I shake my head and roll my eyes. I could hear Vaggie sigh before speaking.

"Angel, let Husk do his job, and, no, we can't force sinners to stay here. They need to make that decision on their own."

"Well, I decided to be here, and I think it's all stupid. We're in hell, toots. That's the kind of end of the road, ain't it?"

"Well, maybe it doesn't have to be. Just because nobody has made it out before doesn't mean it's not possible."

Angel stood up, walked over to Vaggie, placed a hand on her shoulder, and gave her a deadpan expression. "Hey, whatever means I can crash here rent-free. Crack is expensive."

I let out a sigh, giving my head a disapproving shake.

"Oh Angel, if only you knew how amazing you were and that you don't need drugs to make a living." Personal thoughts. Not sure if it would sound cheesy if I spoke a loud.

Suddenly, the sound of Charlie cheering caught my attention.

Charlie's excitement was contagious as she called Vaggie and me over, practically bouncing with joy.

What could Charlie be excited about?

What will the Hazbin Hotel's future be?

Will Gwen find a way back to Earth?

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