"WH4-a-AT!?" a voice exclaimed from one of the locked rooms. Charlie paused. The voice was staticky, so she almost thought it was Alastor, but he didn't sound like that.
"I tHOugHt thAt wASn'T pOssiBle!" the voice sounded out again. Honestly, it sounded more like a computer static than a radio static.
"FuCK..." this new being, completely confirmed to not be Alastor (Alastor doesn't swear. Ever.), said. "WhICh oNe dID I lAnD iN anyWAyS?"
There was silence for a moment before the other demon laughed.
"rEaLLy!? HaZbin HotEl... pFfT- InK's gOinG TO bE sO JEalOus," they snickered.
Charlie was extremely confused. 'Maybe the demon was lost?' she thought. She really couldn't tell. So, she decided to go knock on the door.
So, she walked up to the door, ready to knock, before it swung open. In front of her stood a... skeleton!? What!? Except, it's (they're? his? her?) bones were black and it was covered in scars. It's...eyesockets? were muticolored. 'What in Satan's name-!?'
The skeleton looked at her and raised an eyebrow--or it appeared to, how does it do that!?--almost as if sensing her confusion. It's hellphone was still held to it's ear.
"4h- wElL, I'M gOing t0 hAve tO lEt yOU gO, ChArlE's FoUnd m3. YeAh, I'Ll bE cAreFul. ByE, NigHt," he said, hanging up the phone and staring Charlie down the entire time. Literally, down. He was taller than her by a few inches. You'd think she would get used to demons being taller than her by now...
"SoO... hEllO. I'M ErRoR, pRonOuns hAve nO meAninG t0 mE. I kNow WhO yOu ArE aS yOu mIghT hA-a-AvE gUesSed," he said. They extended a hand towards her and for a few seconds, she just stared at it. She broke out of her daze and eventually shook his hand.
"Well, uh, welcome to the Hazbin Hotel! If I may ask, how's you get here?" Charlie greeted. She hoped she wasn't being too rude, but this was just so... strange. And frightening. Don't forget frightening.
Error smiled a toothy grin. 'His teeth are sharp...' Charlie noted.
"I g0T hErE By... mAgiC, I sUppOsE. MoRe sPecIFicAlLy, V0ID, bUt I dOn'T suPpOsE yOu woUld kNow wHAt thAt is," Error shrugged.
"Void!?" Charlie gasped. "How!? The Void is a place near the endings of Hell, no one's every come out! It's just... black. It's supposed to rip you apart. Over and over again," Charlie shivered at the thought. Error paused.
"InTerEStIng... wAs-S-n'T mENtIonEd iN thE cAnOn sToRy," it muttered. It felt like something she wasn't meant to hear, but she would ask anyways. Er, she would have, had Alastor not found her.
"My dear, what is taking you so lo-" he paused as he emerged from the shadows and stared at Error. Error simply smirked and waved silently.
"Who... is this?" he asked. His smile had tensed and he looked apprehensive.
"This is Error!" I explained, gesturing to them.
"AnD yOu aRe AlAStoR," Error said nonchalantly. Alastor didn't respond, but a few of his shadows seemed to gather closer.
"...you said something about a 'canon story' before Alastor got here. What did you mean by that?" Charlie asked quickly. She hoped to diffuse the tension, but it seemed to just catch Alastor off gaurd.
"There's no way, that magic shouldn't..." he murmured quietly.
"Ah, WeLl, dEeR bOy g0t iT. I'M fRoM a DifFerEnT uNivErSe, yOu w0uLd sAy. WE cAlL thEm MulTIvERsEs, buT sAme SaMe. AnYwAys, I dIsCov3red ThrOu-n-U-gh... unForTunaTe ciRcumStAnces tHaT y0u cAn mulTivErse TRavEl thRougH tHe VoId. Or At lEAsT oUr Vo1Ds. I dIdN't THInK cRoSSovErs WeRe PoSsiBle. We'Re noT cUt fRom ThE sAme KiNds Of ClOtH lIkE mOsT oF ThE rEst wEre. In OuR uNivErSe, yOur A... Com1C sEriEs," Error snickered lightly. "L0tS oF fAn CrEatEd UniVerSes, I diDn'T kNow I cOulD ACTuALly GeT tO 0nE,"
This was... a lot to take in.
"Well, in our world, at least according to Vagatha, your a video game," Alastor replied. He had visibly relaxed a little, but was still incredibly tense.
"F1tTinG," Error responded.
(I know nothing about canon heights, but I just like the image of literally everyone being taller than Charlie lol
And the imagery of Error staring her down when they first meet. It just feels right, I guess. Feel free to correct me if that isn't canonically correct, though!)
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A Tangled Mess! --Short Story and Drabble Collection
RandomThis is my first time writing here so... hi. Each short is under a category label. If you don't like angst, don't read under that label (and I do, like, hardcore angst sometimes). If you don't want any crack shit, don't read the Incorrect Quotes or...
