When We Cross Paths Again [Alastor X Reader]

Chapter 18 (Christmas Special)

Y/N POV

The holidays in hell aren't festive like when we were all alive, nobody cares to try, just because it's hell doesn't mean we can't have just a little Christmas spirit. Sure.. it may be some sort of holy Christian tradition for jesus and all that bullshit, but I don't see it that way, I may have grown up Christian but... the holidays for me, is about happiness. Not some stupid birthday of some guy god put into a virgins stomach.

Happiness.. I haven't felt that in so.. so long. Charlie has always tried making a christmas party or something at her dads house every year, and every year it was shot down. Seems Lucifer hates christmas. Don't blame him though.

But, it seems she's been too busy with the hotel this year to even think about Christmas, it's tomorrow for hells sake and there's not even a mistletoe for her and vaggie to kiss under.

No stockings, nothing.

I mean it's been a couple months since alastor arrived, and the hotel is looking great. Though... now i question if its even worth staying anymore, it seems like they don't even need me anymore now that husk nifty and Al are here, charlie has been making all the plans with vaggie and alastor, they have even stopped consulting me for ideas. It's.. heartbreaking to say the least. I hate Al... but him stealing my life is the cherry on top to just tumble it all to the ground, I'd rather live in a dusty attic again than be here in misery.

But I don't want to leave here with the hotel not festive.

I move from my bed and onto my balcony as I quietly look at the streets of hell.

...what even is my life anymore.. well.. afterlife.. i don't know.. I suppose.. more exciting. But more depressing at the same time, I have so many friends now, so many fights, so many challenges, so many new experiences every day. I have my mother back, alastors mom, my best friends, and.. Alastor.. i miss what we used to be but he just doesn't believe someone like me could possibly be the same person as i used to be.. it's true, i used to be so elegant, so kind and weak, naive, my hair was different my body language different, I didn't do the things i do now. I honestly.. don't blame him for not knowing its me, if my past self saw me today, they wouldn't believe me either. I changed with the times, i changed with everything, so has alastor, but he is still stuck in the 1920s..

I sigh and run my claws through my hair and lean on the railing as i tear up, it's not even snowing since its hell, it never fucking snows. I miss.. so much.. being homesick hurts. I move and look at the sky.

I wonder, if i can make anything, am i able to make snow?

I look down at my hands and stare for who knows how long before i concentrate on my powers, causing some snowflakes to come out

"Well.. its something. Maybe.. if i make clouds instead? And the snow can fall? Am i able to freeze hell? Something nobody has done before? If i make the atmosphere as cold as it should be for snow and ice for at least one day then i totally can!" A smile forms on my face as i look at the sky "I'm ready to take Christmas head on."

I jump off the balcony and rush to a store, I'm about to just steal the shit but I stop and stare at everything

I don't.. want to steal on the holidays. I have plenty of money.

My face scrunches up a bit as i start to overthink

What about all the children in hell, all those with no hope, everyone may be bad. But that doesn't mean they don't deserve to have a good holiday, especially having to deal with the extermination soon.. might as well give sinners something before they potentially die.