A lot of luck, a lot of alcohol. (LOONA X HUSK)

Keep Your Eyes Peeled

<Hazbin Hotel>

Charlie Morningstar guided Loona around the hotel rather cheerfully, eager to get a new set of hands helping around the hotel every other day. She was aware of Loona's situation and openly expressed her gratitude to the hellhound, but it only annoyed her.

"And here's where you will be!" She squealed in delight, as she pointed to a small desk with a broken chair. It was a sight for sore eyes.

Loona tried to be as optimistic as possible even with her weirdly shy personality, and shrugged with a smile.

"It'll be fine. So, what do I exactly... do?"

"Oh! You just.. uh.. assist any of us if we need it!"

"Us?" Loona's face was construed in confusion.

"Yeah! Me, Vaggie, Alastor, or Husk!"

Loona sighed happily when she heard Husk's name, she got to at least be around him. She was a little scared of the radio demon, but thanked Charlie internally for not wanting her to help who she now knew as Sir Pensious or Angel Dust. She then sat down on the creaky black chair, as it responded harshly with her weight. The way the desk was made, it removed the comfort of propping her feet up on the desk, which annoyed her. So the hellhound just sat there, flipping through a folder Charlie gave her.

"Hey," a voice called out to her, it was Vaggie.

"Oh- hi." Loona's voice was as boring as she was.

Vaggie sighed, and got Loona's attention, "I know you don't like working here already. Mostly for the chair, but honestly, I don't give a fuck where you are. You know you don't have to sit there right? As long as you're here in the hotel and accessible."

"Really?!" Loona's voice shot up in excitement, which caused her to blush and repeated her words calmly, "uh- I mean really?"

"I know you like Husk."

The hellhound's face was a million shades of red as she scowled at Vaggie.

"C'mon. It's obvious. You sit next to him, drink with the guy, I mean, fuckin hell Husk is never nice to anyone as long as he's nice to you."

"What's it to ya?" Another voice shot up.

They turned to see Husk, drinking another bottle of cheap booze. Loona blushed and Vaggie smirked.

"You guys are a thing right?"

Husk stiffened up, not exactly sure how to answer it. He looked to Loona for a non-verbal answer. She reluctantly nodded.

"Yeah. But don't tell anyone!" Husk suddenly replied to Vaggie, she smirked wider.

"Promise. Plus, why would I tell anyone, I don't care." She chuckled and walked away, and Loona got up and walked to the bar.

"Where are you goin'?" Husk asked curiously.

"Where do you think?" Loona giggled and sat down at the bar, pulling her phone out.

Husk chuckled and grabbed her preferred bottle of cheap shit and handed it to her.

"Thanks hon." Loona mumbled for nobody to hear.

They drank in silence for a while, the only sound coming from either of them was Husk's humming that Loona could listen to forever. That low key he made just made her blush and smile every time he hummed it. The cat noticed, and chuckled. He didn't say anything but appreciated her being there, listening to his little musical notes he was emitting.

<IMP Headquarters>

"TELL ME MILLIE!" Blitzø yelled, his voice was louder and louder than the little imp expected.