Hell's Knight hazbin hotel x male reader(Old Version)

chapter 8

In the span of two weeks Charlotte "Charlie" Morningstar could honestly say she was having perhaps one of the most stressful months of her life. She knew that opening and managing a hotel was never going to be easy, much less one that designed to get sinners to redeem themselves. The harshest lessons she had learned in her semi-immortal life had come from her days working hard to make her dream work. Yet every lesson learned was what kept her going and going even when it got tough. It also helped to have a set of friends and employees that kept you going, even if they caused half the trouble sometimes.

"Hey, Charlie?" Y/n said, getting the princess's attention. "You look tired. Maybe we should put this off for the night?"

"No, I'm fine. Just deep in thought," Charlie waved her hand at y/n and went back into their finances which Charlie found to be the biggest headache. she was already barely keeping things in the budget as it was. Her father refused to put any more money into the "childish" idea of hers, but fortunately Alastor and the y/n are paying for just about everything and didn't seem to mind it, it still made her feel bad that she had to depend on them to keep the hotel afloat. On one side, they did help with the hotel via funding and protection from threats like overlords and sinners trying to destroy the hotel . On the other side, Alastor sense of humor had often caused more than one guest to leave or bring about trouble in its own way. One moment he gave advice that helped with a problem, and the next, he was causing a new one that made Charlie want to rip her hair out.

She tried asking Alastor for help with finance to but his response was less then encouraging. "Sorry, folks. But unless you want another stock market crash of 1929, I suggest you keep me away from the account books. Then again, maybe I should try a hand at it just to see if I can beat the record?"

Needless to say, Charlie was losing it.

"You know, you should be glad that some more sinners have decided to come in and try to get redeemed, but I think some of them might be trying to take advantage of the free food and housing. "

Y/n was right rooms have started filling up which was amazing and made her want to sing, but unfortunately when she started group therapy sessions and fun activities a majority just stayed in their rooms or told her to fuck off. Some went missing and she thinks Alastor has something to do with that. It wasn't all bad a few actually wanted to make an effort and wanted to be redeemed." Why

Don't you go to bed. I'll finish the numbers." The baron smiles.

"I still can't believe that you of all people know how to understand how financing works." She jokes." Charlie I was born in a time when financing was just trading chickens and sheep for clothes. I've been doing this, since these were invented." He Pushes up his glasses.

After pushing more Charlie agreed to sleep and y/n to finish their paperwork.

Charlie left and y/n took his glasses off and sat straight.

"There's no point in trying to hide, I can can smell the stench of death on you."

A pair of piercing red and yellow eyes appeared in the darkness of the corner, and the tall, lanky demon they belonged to seemed to faze into focus from within the shadow as he stepped forward.

"Hello, greetings and salutations, baron."

What are you doing stalking the shadows Alastor looking for fresh prey.

I'm not sure what you mean.  I'm simply enjoying an evening stroll.”

"At 1:45 in the morning."

Alastor said nothing, continuing to smile unnervingly.  The rows of impossibly sharp teeth on display.