Hells Chef (fem!Hazbin hotel & Helluva boss x Male reader)

Chapter 35

You ever had that moment when you're doing something and think it looks good but once you finish and look it over you hate it and re-do it again? That's what I did, sorry for being late. Also long chapter, yeah that's right you're going to be reading this for the next ten hours. Just kidding, I hope you enjoy.

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In a mansion on top of a mountain, there sat two Overlords. One of them was the famous newcomer, who had made a name for themselves very quickly, the Radio Demon. The other was a hell-born who ran an Emporium with another demon named Franklin who was nowhere near essential so who cares? The overlord Rosie was known for her elegant and friendly demeanor, though if someone she knew were to die well she'd just shrug her shoulders and move on with life. She's been down here enough to know there's no point in getting attached to others, that's where she and Alastor were so similar. Well, that and some other things. That's why she enjoyed her time with her overlord friend, of course, it would seem that one of their similarities were beginning to dwindle.

Y/n, a little friend who had made a deal with the Radio Demon, now severed her hand and foot without care. He was and still is a killer himself but doesn't seem to care about giving away his freedom to serve her. Although this was normal, Rosie had expected Alastor to, let's say, 'keep him on a tighter leash.' He gave away his freedom so easily but Alastor gave it back, hell, from what she's told her he's even allowed to sometimes miss a couple of meals! If this was anyone else she would have killed them on the spot, but Y/n, it was like she couldn't care what the lizard did... It was like she trusted him.

There's nothing wrong with that, they have 'lived' in the same house for about a month now. She most likely has some degree of trust for him, but... most of their talks are usually about something Y/n had done or something he had planned to do for her. To be honest, it made her kind of jealous. To have someone wait on you head and foot and treat you like a goddess, he was like the poster boy for servants. Though she guesses there's no reason to be jealous seeing as how he has been treating her since this morning.

*Earlier this day*

"Yes... yes, that would be lovely." Rosie had just gotten a call from Alastor informing her that she would like to spend the day together at her house with Y/n. She had said that he wanted to treat her to the greatest food he could offer as an apology for never calling her. It wasn't that big of a deal, but she would be lying if she wasn't occasionally wondering when he would call. But now that you had, or Alastor had, you could spend some time together to get to know each other. Of course, she hoped not to spend the whole day inside. Maybe walk around town a little after eating. It truly is a lovely day for a walk. She looked at herself in the mirror, she may or may not go out but that didn't mean she wouldn't dress for success. She has an appearance to keep.