[A/n] Hello hello! Long time no see! Here's the next chapter, and I absolutely loathe the earlier chapters so idk how people are even continuing to read this! However! I hope you enjoy nonetheless, and I appreciate and welcome your support with open arms. Happy reading, Alastor simps!
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He waved me goodbye as we parted ways. I watched him walk down the pavement, slowly watching his figure disappear into the red horizon. Seemingly tired, I opened the door to the hotel, hearing a small bell tinkle above me.
I heard someone call my name from inside the hotel, which made me jump at the sudden noise.
"Y/n, over here! Uhh... third door to your left! Help me out!", I heard the voice call out to me again. It sounded like Charlie. I also smelled some sort of burning aroma coming from her direction...
What exactly is happening over there-?
I hurriedly rushed over to the third door, shoving it open with a slam, only to find Charlie standing awkwardly and haphazardly, wearing an apron and holding pan. There was some shriveled, burnt, bacon was lying on the pan, still sizzling.
"...Charlie are you okay-?", I questioned, very unsure on what to do
"Well uh, yes! But actually, this is getting a little hot- OW OW O-", she began to shriek as she dropped the pan of crisp, inedible food.
I stepped back in order to dodge the flecks of still-burning oil. "Charlie oh my gosh, use an oven glove!!! You can't just grab the pan straight off the stove like that!!" I warned her, trying my best to stay calm.
"Ha haaaa... ow-" she tried to laugh to lighten the mood, but it seemed like the burns were a little severe. She flinched at every small movement she made
I crept up slowly to Charlie, who was still wincing at the pain. I tried my best to avoid the oil spots on the floor but I ended up still slipping once or twice. "Hey let me see the burns, they might be really bad."
Cautiously, I picked up her hand, seeing red blisters and burns on her fingers. Yikes.
"Well, uh, this seems a little worse than I thought it was.. uh maybe we can bandage is??...ugh I don't know I literally just got here so uh- VAGGIE YOUR GIRLFRIEND'S HURT C'MERE" I called out as loud as possible. In the blink of an eye, vaggie came running from across the hall, slid into the catastrophe of the kitchen, almost falling over from the oil, and scooped up Charlie into her arms.
"W H A T, IN LUCIFERS NAME HAPPENED HERE?!" She screeched worriedly at me, with a slight tone of hostility in her words.
I gulped, "I didn't do anyth-"
"Vaggie!! It's okay, I promise. I was just being a little bit of a klutz while cooking. I guess someone else might need to make dinner, hahaaaa..." Charlie abruptly stopped me from blabbering uncontrollably.
"Yeah. I don't trust Husk or Angel to do it either. Husk might not even do it, and Angel might sneak in some drugs or some shit I don't know." Vaggie added.
We all nodded in agreement, then I decided that I could try and make dinner in return for their hospitality. "What if I made dinner? I'm not too bad at cooking, and I picked up lots from my mother so maybe I could be your resident chef in exchange for living here!"
Charlies eyes expanded about 3 times the usual size, rainbows seemingly pulsated from around her, and her eyes glittered like some sort of disco ball.
This...must be normal.. for the princess of hell...?
"THAT WOULD BE AMAAAAAAZING!!! I CAN GET YOU CUTE LITTLE APRONS AND DECORATE YOUR KITCHEN AND GET LITTLE COLOURFUL PANS AND-"
"Okay Charlie I think we get the point, hun. I think it's a great idea too, I've gotten so sick of ordering food..." Hushed Vaggie, trying to calm her girlfriend down.
"YES! I mean... yes!! Ahem, ahem, *in announcer voice* Please welcome, a new member to our team, Our brand-new resident chef!!!!" Cheered Charlie, trying to contain her overflowing excitement.
I couldn't help but smile, these people were so welcoming and kind, that I even start to wonder what landed them in such a place like hell.
"So I start tonight?"
"Yep! Call us all down for dinner with this little bell!" The blonde haired demon announced happily.
The couple left the kitchen, leaving me to my duties. I muttered to myself, "What exactly should I make? What do demons even eat?"
A distant voice from down the hall, with a distinct mobster accent answered back, "BURGERS!!"
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