≈ ALASTOR X READER ≈

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You were with the Hazbin Hotel for a while. You usually helped everyone out with advice rather than cleaning or fixing things. It was fun for you. You liked to listen to people's problems. You weren't a pro, but you liked helping. When they opened up to you anyway.

Today, a new demon entered the hotel. He gave you a bad feeling...
He was off talking to Charlie, while Vaggie yelled something at Angel.

"You don't know who he is?!" She practically screamed.

Angel shrugged. You stood up and sat down near them, curious.
Vaggie proceeded to explain all about him. She made him sound creepy, but he looked cute to you. Just look at that little dear tail.

You laughed at Vaggie's blabbering.

"He looks like a strawberry pimp." Angel joined you.

Vaggie dragged her hands down her face and walked away.

"Hello there darlings!" The new demon said in a strange voice. He bowed to you and Angel.
"My name's Alastor! The radio demon." He stated.
You studied him, and gave him a wave. You didn't say anything though. Just as this Alastor guy was walking away, you poked his tail. His ears swiveled and he turned around.
You and Angel could barely hold in your laughter.

"Now dearie, I suggest you ñėv€/^ do that again." He stared at you with radio dial eyes.

You leaned back, legitimately scared.
Alastor walked away. Angel slapped your back, laughing.

"Y/n you're my second best friend for a reason." Angel smiled.

You gave a awkward laugh, smiling back.

After everyone was introduced to Alastor, he decided to bring the hotel some new staff. Besides Vaggie that is.
A small demon with an old looking dress that had a poodle on it was going to clean apparently.
And another demon, named Husk was going to watch the front desk. Which was a bar. You were sort of confused about that. They were trying to redeem us right? You laughed at the thought. Whatever.

After all that, you all dispersed to your rooms and jobs.
You didn't really have much to do, so you just wandered the halls, sort of taking a walk around the hotel.
Your head was down, staring at the intricate, old carpets. You had stared at them before, but they had so many designs, it seemed to change each time you looked at them. You could see something black in front of you, but you were to far in your step to stop. You bumped into Alastor's red pinstriped coat, and began falling backwards. He caught your hand.
You blushed wildly, mumbling something.

"Dear you should be more careful. The carpet isn't the softest place to land."

For a few moments, you couldn't say anything back. You just stared at him.

You shook your head.
"Y-yeah.. okay." You murmured out before trotting off quickly.

You cringed at yourself. How stupid did that look! You ran your fingers through your hair. Damn... that demon was... different.