Strawberry Pimp ~ Alastor

Chapter 2

I was braiding Alastors hair before he showed us his commercial for the hotel. I put some gold hoops in the braids and clapped once when I finished.

"Poof a mirror and take a look," I say excitedly and he poofs a mirror into his hands. When he looks his smile widens.

"I love it," he says excitedly and poofs the mirror away. "Me next," he says and starts braiding my hair as I sit there, wiggling in excitement. While everyone was filing in Alastor just continued to to braid. When everyone was here Alastor just pressed play for the picture box.

"Well, hello there, you wayward Sinner! Do you like blood, violence, and depravity of a sexual nature? Of course you do, that's why you're in Hell! But what would you say if I told you there was a place to stay that had none of that? Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel, a misguided path to redemption! Founded five days ago by Lucifer's delusional daughter, Charlotte Morningstar!

Come place your fate in her inexperienced hands, as she tries to work through her daddy issues by fixing you! Here we offer fun things, such as somewhat functional staff and 24-hour pest control. Custom rooms, and just look at this tacky parlor! Enjoy riveting conversation with our singular resident. Wow! All this, and more at the Hazbin Hotel! Your last desperate attempt at salvation starts here!"

Alastor turns off the tv and poofs me a mirror. I squeal when I see my hair. He put a few tiny braids in my hair with gold hoops to match his and one has a fox charm. I gasp.

"Summon me a hoop with a deer charm," I demand snapping and he poofs one into my palm.

"What do you think," he asks everyone as I do my hair magic.

"I'm sorry. What the fuck was that," Vaggie asks and I roll my eyes.

"I loved it Allie," I say and he pats mt head in apreciation.

"Uh, Yeah. One note, Alastor, I mean, first off, thank you so much for making this seriously amazing, but um, maybe the tone is a bit off. We want people to want to come here. This makes it look, um..." Charlie says hesitantly before she trails off at the end.

"Bad. The word you're looking for is bad," Vaggie says and I roll my eyes.

"People wouldn't have come anyway," I say with a scoff and she glares at me but I just flip her off and continue Alastors hair.

"Funny. I was going for hilarious," he says as he admires his hair.

" It didn't explain anything about how we're trying to save demons from extermination, which is the whole fucking point," Vaggie says, annoyed as I mess with Alastors staff.

"Vaggie is right Alastor, the commercial was to let sinners know we are trying to help them," Charlie says and I roll my eyes.

"Well, my dear, I haven't been active in hell for some time and everyone remembers me from my radio show, the proper medium to express oneself. But, you insisted on this noisy picture box advertisement," Alastor complains while glaring at the television. I always did prefer newspapers down here. "So I had a little fun with it."

"Oh, fun? You had a little fun with it?" Vaggie says and stands up. "Well, this is not what we want to represent us. When you showed up here a week ago, you told us you would help run this hotel. Instead, you're mocking us. Nobody's gonna wanna come to a place that a powerful overlord like you thinks is a waste of time."

"Two powerful overlords who think it's a waste of time," I say into Alastors microphone staff and Vaggie glares at me as I smirk. I blow a kiss to her and continue to fidget with Alastors staff. He puts his hand in front of me and poofs a fidget cube and I gasp, snatching it out of his hand as he takes his staff back. I see from the corner of my eye that Angel raised his hand so I look over.