Hopeless Romantic (Alastor x Reader)

Chapter 4: Attention Whore

A/n: Okay so I'm just gonna do the same thing I did with my other story– I'm gonna post all my rough drafts before posting them to AO3. The following chapters starting from here will all be my rough drafts.
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The Radio Demon manifested himself up in his radio tower in his closed-off part of the Hotel. He took this time to finally collect himself after the events that unfolded just a little while ago... His clothes were left a little soaked from the water that was on your body. He shuddered and snapped his fingers. His old outfit with simple black lapels was replaced by an even snazzier one with white accents and slightly different colors. Then he strode into the Hotel lobby, choosing to see what new shenanigans these Hazbins have gotten up to before he decides to go back to the living realm.

That was until he was confronted by Charlie.

Meanwhile, Vaggie, Husk, and Angel Dust sat seated at the bar– The one Vaggie still wasn't okay with being in the Hotel in the first place.

"He's up to something. Just look at him!" The moth pointed to the radio devil in a not-so-subtle manner like he was the weirdo, when all he was doing was inspecting his claws and listening to the Princess speak. "That devious son of a bitch is up to something and we're just sitting here with our thumbs up our asses-!"

"Damn, toots! Take it easy! The man ain't doin' nothin' but existing right now!"

Angel Dust chugged back the last of his fruity cocktail- the one Husk begrudgingly made despite his distaste for such "girly" drinks. Vaggie ignored the spider demon as she proceeded to seethe in silence at the Radio Demon.

Of course, Vaggie's stare didn't go unnoticed by Alastor and he fed off the rage she was sending him, trying his best to look as casual as possible to piss her off even more. He only had a vague idea of what the princess was talking about and turned his attention back to her when he heard his name.

"So that's why we're going to need all the help we can get. Can you do that Alastor?"

Keeping up his trademark smile, he asked, "My apologies dear I didn't quite catch all that. Mind summarizing for me?"

Charlie sighed, "Please Alastor, if this Hotel is going to go anywhere we're going to need some way to draw in residents. I need you to-"

"Say no more darling I know the perfect way to get this Hotel up and running with residents! We'll ship them in and dress them up and make them look the part-!"

"No! Alastor," Charlie pinched the bridge of her nose. It's clear that after two months of no business and Alastor's incessant ideas about how to run the Hotel that it's starting to get to her, albeit slowly. Even so, she tried her best to maintain her biggest smile in front of her friends. "We need to do this in a nice, civilized manner. No threats, no torture, and no eating the patrons. If you're going to help, we need to do this my way. Sound fair?"

Alastor grumbled something incoherent under his breath, a hiss of irate static escaping him but he nodded begrudgingly. "Very well princess. We'll play by your rules for now."

Vaggie narrowed her eyes at the place Alastor had been standing before he disappeared into a smoke of shadows. She couldn't quite place her finger on it, but that man was plotting something, and knowing him, it was nothing good.

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"And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how I got fired and publicly humiliated at my day job! How fun."

It was the late hours of the day when your voice reverberated through your "recording room" as you relayed everything that happened a few days prior for your audience's future entertainment, as well as an explanation for that video. You knew by now that the recording of you humiliating yourself at the diner was circulating all over TikTok and Instagram. People have been DMing you links to the video, some finding humor in the scene, others sympathizing with you. Regardless, it made for a good narrative for your newest podcast, and it was a rather nice change from all the seriousness of your typical podcast genre– True Crime.