This is a direct continuation of my first book.
(Hazbin Hotel) The Radio Demon and The Doe-Eyed Killer
So if you haven't read that book yet, go read it because you will be VERY confused if you don't!
I know year 2020 has already come and gone for us...
"Graaaaaaa will someone PLEASE put a pacifier into that baby's mouth already!!! I'm reaching my 🤬 limit here!!!" Angel Dust groans as he spilled half of his coffee on the floor when another wailing echoed through the hotel halls. "Graaaaaaaa this should be why Hell is called Hell..."
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
One week after Clementine's birth and Hazbin Hotel was in chaos from sleep deprivation.
Josephine apparently wanted Clementine to get to know them so instead of going "Home" they stayed at the Hotel to get her familiar with everyone. Buttttttt she was a newborn and newborns have no 🤬 sleep schedule whatsoever and will wail their little voices hoarse over everything.
Needs milk—cry
Needs to be changed—cry
Needs to be held—cry
Only wants her parents and grandparents to hold her—cries even louder
Nyx or Freckles leave her sight for a 🤬 millisecond—andit's like a 🤬 Ghost Bird took roost somewhere in the rafters.
Now it's as though she's screaming just to scream!
It's like a banshee has invaded to Hotel!
All of this is goes on during odd hours of the day and night with no indefinite off switch!
Alastor sleeps any chance he gets!
The only ones who aren't affected are Niffty, Charlie, Abigail, Miruku, and Rasim!
Niffty giggled softly as Charlie approached a snoozing Alastor with a blanket.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Charlie gently draped it over his shoulders only to have him muttering about diaper changes in his sleep.
"Noooooo...I'll do it...zzzzzz...It's my turn anyway...Where are diapers?"
"WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!"
He jolted upright while shouting in delirious state. "We're Out Of Diapers!" His eyelids were drooping as he mumbled with a yawn. "No no I'll...go to...store....zzzzzzz...diapers..." He dozed off sitting upright. Husker's currently questioning if the Stag will get narcolepsy if something doesn't change soon as he's cleanings a beer mug at the bar?
