Hazbin Hotel is Vizipop's creation. I only own my OC the Doe-Eyed Killer Josephine Grace, and any not canon characters, nothing else! Nor do I own the artwork you will see within this story all rights go to the artists!
Also a few villains, one mor...
Charlie was bouncing on her toes as she hugged Josephine goodbye for the day.
"Ooooo please tell me you're going to be allowing visitors to your house when you create it! Pleaseeeeee! The boat rides that Uncle Johnathan and Auntie Amaryllis always did through the swamp were sooooo much fun!"
Alastor was in charge of the Mint plant. "Oh I don't know—?" She was now clinging to Alastor's arm and his Shadow had to take the potted plant to it wouldn't shatter. He stumbled slightly upon the abrupt weight against his body and looked down to see three pairs of eyes staring up at him with the dreaded puppy dog gaze.
*Wait—when did the goat boys get here so quickly?*
Charlie pouted pitifully. "Pleaseeeeeeeee Alastor!!!!"
His smile twitched slightly as she trapped him with the two pitifully baaing goat demons.
He hung his head in defeat. "Huh—fineee," he then smirked playfully as he rolled his eyes. "And it's not because you've gone and twisted my arm or anything."
Charlie released his arm and jumped into the air with a grin. "YES!"
"It's because I'm considering you for babysitting duties while I need a break from the baby to manage the Hotel or Radio Station whenever Josephine's out running the Music Studio."
"Babysitting—Oh Double Yes!"
Josephine smiled softly as she stirred her husband by the arm out the door. "We'll be back later..."
Alastor piped up. "It'll be Tomorrow Morning!"
"What? I never agreed to that!"
Alastor turned around and winked towards Charlie and the others. "It'll be tomorrow morning."
Amos smirked and playfully nudged Abigail's hip. "Of course son, I except nothing less." Abigail scoffed playfully and kissed her husband's cheek. Of course Abigail knew if Amos had their son's powers, and was planning on recreating their old home...he'd have kept her there all night as well. It was for that unspoken reason she blushed and spoke kindly towards their son. "Enjoy the day you two."
"We will Mama. See you all tomorrow."
Josephine spoke with a glare. "I still haven't agreed to that!"
Alastor smirked at Josephine and she immediately fumbled over her words and blushed over his seductive smirk. "Trust me my dear, we won't be seeing them until tomorrow morning." He winked and Josephine was still flustered over his smirk when he snapped his fingers and vanished from the sidewalk with Josephine in his arms.
They reappeared in front of the 500 acres of wasteland and the first thing Josephine felt after stepping onto the soil was familiarity. She raised her hands and a massive building appeared with street lamps and a fully waved road with parking.
Alastor arched a brow over the facade.
"What? I like the futuristic style..."
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