The end || ANGST STORY (+ Hazbin Hotel fanfic)

Simon

TW: abuse mentions, kidnapping mention. Simon's story is hugely inspired by AotMhatrash_101 btw, they help me with my Hazbin ideas. Also I might write less Hazbin stuff, I'm not as fixated on it right now as I used to be.

Alastor POV:

We all still think about Simon. I've moved out of my father's house and in with uncle Husk. I want to help Simon but if I speak with my father I might get in trouble. I sigh as I think about all the bad things that may occur. Maybe I should talk to Husk. He's good at getting his way so even if he confessed to the police about Simon's kidnapping and my abuse I'm sure he'd be able to get Simon back with us. I head downstairs. I guess I am going to tell Husk. He's in the kitchen, talking to his friend Clyde about stuff they did together in the military. Husk is a veteran, Clyde was his commander or something I think. I stand in the archway of the kitchen nervously. Husk is cooking eggs and bacon (breakfast). They notice me and stop their conversation. "Is everything okay, Alastor?" Husk asked me. I shook my head. "I need to tell you something" I said solemnly. He looks a bit confused but turns off the stove. "Spill the beans ,kid" Clyde replies. Clyde isn't really a bad guy or anything I just don't know that he's good to know our family secrets. Clyde's been around more the past year but I guess I just dont fully trust him. I don't think I can simply ask him to leave though, so here goes. "Do you remember the kid who disappeared when Anthony and I were about kindergarten age?" I ask. His expression and tone changes. "Yeah, Simon. His parrents are probably devastated" he looks down a little. "I know where he is" before I can finish, his eyes dart back to me like they're staring daggers into me. He's not upset or anything but now I know I have his attention. Clyde fidgets with his thumbs. "My father was the one who abducted him" I tell them. The room was deathly quiet. "Why are you telling us this?" Clyde anxiously spoke up. "I want to save him, I'm turning 19 soon and he doesn't deserve to spend his entire life in that disgusting attic. He never even got to be a child.. it's just not fair" I replied. My heart aches starting to think of all the ways this could go wrong. Simon's probably starving up there right now, waiting for someone to bring him food.. but I can't do that anymore. I did tell him once that I wanted to get out, and if I do I'd find him again. I hope he doesn't think I abandoned him. Husk takes a breath for a minute, he's thinking hard about this. "Don't worry kid" he finally speaks, "we'll get him" he ends. A sense of closure washes over me. I'm going to give him the biggest hug when I see him. Clyde smiles and nods. Okay, maybe I'm glad he was apart of this discussion.

Big time skip: I don't wanna write about police arresting Micheal and custody shit because CPS gives me anxiety for personal reasons. Basically, Simon just got freed. Also sorry for making the way Alastor talks change, I just got lazy. This chapter is probably gonna be shit because I'm low on motivation, anyways —

We're riding in Husk's truck, me and Simon in the back. Husk doesn't let me up front most of the time, he says it's "reserved", probably for the girlfriend he'll never end up getting. "Hey.. are you okay?" I ask Simon. He's been staring out the window. Instead of going straight home we're just going on a long drive to calm down, It's lovely anyways though. When I can start to see his reflection in the window I can see that he's smiling and crying a bit. "I never thought I'd see anything but the attic" he tells me. I understand his sadness, I didn't think I'd ever escape my father either. "We're free now" I tell him. He leans up and hugs me, I'm a surprised but not upset. I hug him back. This is big for him since he usually doesn't like me being within 5 feet of him. We're free..

A/N

*Did not edit (I never edit, I'm too lazy)

Ok I'm ending this here because my motivation to write as Alastor is gone, I hate writting as Alastor but I need to tie up loose ends before I close the book. I know this chapter isn't even as long as usual and this chapter is also kind of shit (sorry for 2 shit chapters in a row) but I really wanna end this story because Hazbin isn't my hyperfixation anymore really so I just kinda wanna focus on something else. Idk, it's a weird feeling and hard to explain. I hope you get it and aren't mad. As for mg other Hazbin stories, I'll finish them when the 3am motivation hits, but until then they're rarely updated. I'm probably gonna write a few Gorillaz fanfics after this, then see where my autism takes me lmfao. Love you all, stay safe💜🫂