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...
Somewhere within Hell, in the Office of Xander William Fink...
The Hyena Demon was currently cackling in glee of the mayhem he caused with the Ring of Wrath. He caused enough havoc in Dread Keep to have that prissy vixen Carmilla and that Android abomination running around like a pair of headless chickens for the next seven months over their progress halting to a standstill.
It'll take seven months to dig out everything they've already excavated for the underground bunkers.
Especially after it all suddenly collapsed in an instantaneous cave-in that sent magma pouring in like a popped cork to a champagne bottle. Then it miraculously filled with water which hardened the magma into becoming as strong as granite!
That Android and his assassins can try all they want they're never get him. No doubt Draegan was likely melting down his newly restored office in a fit of rage over the destroyed factories and all the confiscated weapons. Xander snapped those weapons to that Werewolf's agency with a little present of laughing gas.
Despite Xander's urge to—🤮—over his own actions, he ultimately spared the Lost Souls the trouble of going through their double-deaths by exploding angelic metal and had them shipped off to safely with a snap. The Lost Souls were in and out that portal before they or Draegan realized it. They reappeared a descent ways away from the explosion. During that brief second of them in the Realm of Xander's Shadows Xander begrudgingly tapped into Papa Legba's powers and saw into their souls.
Being—nice—for the sake of having Charlie smile over ensuring that enough Lost Souls live long enough to actually stay in that Hotel was really starting to irritate him and Loa Kalfou.
*It's for Charlie,* He has to remind himself. *Can't have a hotel without souls.*
Now when it came to Demonia, she's got her own brand of crazy to deal with...butttttt he can still mess with her head by misplacing certain items around her gloomy old castle and cause her to go into fits of manic rage. He also spills the ink bottles all over Vlads little battle plans whenever he wasn't looking, and terrorizes the Crow Queen's minions to the point they cower in fear and refuse to fly out of their roosts over having his Shadow grinning at them within the darkness of their aviary.
Now Xander waits rather impatiently for the show to start at 5:00pm. He looked at the clock.
8:00am...
He slumped back into his chair and spun it around in a circle as he groaned. "Grahhhhh oh why the 🤬 did it have to be 5:00pm?" ———————————————————————
6:00am...The Magne Palace...
The day of the concert has finally arrived, and yet there was still work that had to be done and Lucifer was getting ready for his day of paperwork signing while Lilith heads to the Hotel to enjoy the day with their daughter and her friends and friends of the family while he dies of boredom.
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