Hell Is My World (Hazbin Hotel x Eddsworld)

6 - A Crystal Ball

So, about a month passed since Tord's death, and he fit in perfectly. It was as if he had lived in Hell his whole life. He became best friends with Angel and Cherri, good friends with Charlie and Alastor, and he even became Vaggie's acquaintance. Everything was going smoothly, but, in Hell, nothing goes smoothly for long. There will be a bump in the road. And the bump in Tord's road would start with five words:

"Hey, Tord, check this out!"
It was a humid day, as it always was in Hell. Charlie decided to renovate the attic into a lounge, and she enlisted the help of Tord because he was the second strongest. (The strongest was Alastor, but he was busy.) They were cleaning up when Charlie found an old box full of old stuff. The previous owners of the building must have left it there by accident, so the two went through the box of treasures - one of which was a crystal ball.

"I've heard about these things." Charlie remarked in wonder. "Apparently, in hell, crystal balls can let you see into the human world."
"I'll be able to see them!" Tord gasped, taking the crystal ball out of Charlie's hands. "Uh...how does this work?"
"Well, crystal balls know who every demon in the Underworld is, so you might not even have to say the person's name!" Charlie explained.
Tord boldly held out the crystal ball and said in a loud, clear voice, "My worst enemy."
The smoke in the ball changed from green to purple, and a vision formed. However, it wasn't the vision they were expecting.

"Uh, Charlie? Think this crystal is broken." Tord muttered nervously.
"What do you mean?" Charlie asked, looking into the crystal. "It looks normal to me."
"Well, there's Edd...there's Matt...but where's Tom?" Tord questioned. "And why are they in a hospital?
Charlie immediately knew what was happening.
"Uh, Tord?" she whispered. "If I didn't know better, I'd say that this worst enemy has just died in the hospital."

Tord sat silently for a while.
"Are you alright?" Charlie asked.
"Well, it depends if Tom's going up there or down here." Tord replied.
"Well, was he a big sinner?" Charlie questioned.
"Well, he was an alcoholic," Tord listed. "he swore all the time, he picked fights with basically anyo- OH MY GOD! Charlie, take me to the gates of Hell. Now."

Tord stared at the gates, expecting a new visitor. And, well, ask and you shall receive, because Tom just so happened to *pop* out of thin air, lying on his back. He looked different from the original, with black and purple horns, black clawed hands, a torn hoodie, a black and purple tail  and a tiny purple glow at the back of his eyesockets.
"This is Hell? Boy, have I been asking up the wrong tree." Tom remarked. His eyesockets finally fixed on Tord.
"Hello." Tord greeted.
Tom stay silent, twitching, before finally yelling as loud as he possible could, "OH, FOR FUCK'S SAKE!!!!!!"