The Night a Sinner Kissed an Angel: A Hazbin Hotel AU, OC x Canon Story ❤️

🥀 I Killed A Man... He Didn't Respond... 🥀

~ some ambience ~

"Hey you're back!" Angel greeted Stella with an open arm along with a smile. He patted down on the seat beside him, inviting her over, "Soooo, did Smiles decide to join us?"

"I am not sure," Stella replied as she made herself comfortable. The steam from the cup she held began to float towards the sky, fading away before everyone's eyes.

Angel noticed the cup in her hand, giving it an unsatisfied look that beamed with envy, "Where'd ya get that from?"

Stella took a faint sip, "Alastor made coffee,"

"In a tent?" Vaggie interrupted, looking crossed, "At this hour?"

"Well, of course," an unexpected voice spoke from behind Stella and Angel. The two looked behind themselves, seeing Alastor standing proudly with a cup of his own. With his head high and a devilish grin on his face, he swung his way over across to the other end of the fire. A seat for him appeared out from thin air, granting him access to have everyone in his view as he sat down.

"Ooh, welcome, Smiles," Angel chuckled lightly as he gazed at Alastor through the flames of the fire, only being able to see his red glowing eyes, "You finally show up,"

Alastor nodded quickly, "Indeed so,"

"So El convinced ya? Damn," Angel playfully nudged Stella in the elbow with his lower hand, "And I thought you where unconvicable, Al."

"Hmm, well it took a while that's for sure," he replied with a soft tone while examining his hand within the fire's glow, "After all, it would be a shame to spend all of this time inside a tent." His eyes landed on Stella, who happened to be taking another sip of the coffee she fully wrapped her hands around.
"Where is Niffty and Husk? I thought when Stella ment everyone was here, they where here?" Alastor asked as he glanced around the fire with just his eyes.

"Oh," Angel began to speak, "When she went in to pick you up, they both left and went to bed."

"We probably will head on out as well," Vaggie added, slowly standing up beside Charlie. She glanced at the princess momentarily. With a soft smile, she tilted her head towards their tent, gesturing silently to go inside.

Charlie stood up, feeling a bit weary, "Yeah. You guys don't stay up too long, alright?"

"Just until the fire dies out," Angel commented as the remaining group watched them leave into the darkness of the forest where their tent stood motionless while it blended in with the trees.

Alastor snickered in a casual tone as his eyes lingered back to the red flames of the fire, "By the looks of this fire, we will be here for a while."

"Oh Hell yeah," Angel leaned back on his chair as he placed his upper hands behind his head, "I don't mind."

"-I would if it got cold," Stella hesitantly added as she cuddled the cup of coffee between her legs. She placed her hands on her shoulders, moving them up and down, "It is getting rather chilly, no?"

"Maybe a bit. Hopefully, that coffee warms you up a bit, Dear." Alastor graciously replied with a meer smile that contrasted his usual appearance of causing unease. It was faint, but visible. A smile that softly parted his lips, just barely hiding his teeth.

Angel quickly leaned forward onto his knees, "Is that some sympathy I hear from The Radio Demon? Awww, Smiles?"

Was that sympathy?
"What? Absolutely not." Alastor's grin only widened, losing its warmth as his eyes narrowed, scoffing almost to Angel's assumption.

"Radio Demon?" Stella reiterated Angel's words, looking over at him for answers.

"Oh, you don't know?" Angel questioned as he began leaning back on the chair once more.
"Al here is known as The Radio Demon. I forgot what Vaggie told me about him but uh, yeah? He's some powerful overlord that scared people? Politics-"