𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐋 // Alastor x FEM OC! // HAZBIN HOTEL FANFIC!!

CHAPTER TWO, PART ONE: Happy Day In Hell.

TW: SWEARING, MENTONS OF DRUGS, INAPPROPRIATE JOKES

Five days had passed since Alastor offered to help with the hotel, he even made a commercial to advertise the hotel, Charlie and Vaggie made him do it, of course, so now gathered in the lobby sat on the couches facing the TV Alastor showed off his finished project, no one was happy with it, especially Vaggie.

"So, what do ya think?" Alastor asked cheerfully.

Charlie, who was sat in between Vaggie and Eleanor, all looking as though he made them watch the worst film in history.

"Um, I'm sorry? What the fuck was that?!" Vaggie asked annoyed, scowling at him.

"Um...yeah one note," Charlie said calmly Alastor's smile widened "Alastor, I mean, first off, thank you so much for making this, seriously amazing...but um...mabye the tone is a bit...off?" Alastor tilted his head and Charlie continued, "we want pepole to want to come here, this makes it look um..." Charlie stuttered trying to find the right words.

"Bad." Eleanor pearked up with sarcasm in her voice, "the word your looking for is bad." She looked Alastor up and down judgemently.

"Funny, I was going for hilarious!" Alastor replied.

Vaggie leand forward and held her head in annoyance, "it didn't explain anything about how were trying to save demons from extermination, which is the whole fucking point!" She said.

"Vaggie is right, Alastor," Charlie began, "the commercial was to let sinners know we are trying to help them." She explained.

"Well my dear," Alastor replied stepping forward to the three girls, "I haven't been active in hell for some time and everyone remembers me from my radio show! The proper medium to express one's self," he said tilting his head from side to side and walked back to the TV, "but you insisted on this noisy picture box advertisement, so I had a little fun with it."

Eleanor rolled her eyes and Vaggie went back on her rampage, "oh, fun? You had a little fun with it?" She repeated Alastor and stood up from the couch, "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 your mocking us!" Her voice got louder, "nobody's gonna wanna come to a place that a powerful overlord, like you, thinks is a waste of time." She exclaimed.

Angel, who was layed across the other couch raised his hand in the air to get the others attention.

"If your filming a commercial," he began, "can I suggest you take better advantage of the talented celebrity you have right here." He stated and used his arms to point at himself.

"Angel, your a pornstar." Eleanor rolled her eyes.

"A famous pornstar!" He corrected, "I'll have the horniest sinners knocking these walls down to get in." He said proudly.

Vaggie looked at him dully, "we are not filming a porn as a commercial!" She stated.

"Why not? Sex sells don't it?" He asked, Alastor used his shadow to teleaport at the end of Angel's couch as the spider continued his rant, "I swear if you film me going at it with Mr fancy talk creepy voice here, you'd be rolling in participants willing to stay at this tacky hotel."

"Haha! Never going to happen!" Alastor shook his head.

Charlie then spoke up, "Angel, I appreciate you wanting to use your special skills to um... attract folks to the hotel, but, I really don't want to exploit you in you in that way." She said politely, Vaggie and Eleanor just exchanged a look.

"Oh Please baby," Angel rolled his eyes, "this body was made to be exploited," he went on his little rant, "I got the arms, I got the stamina, I got the legs, I got the lung capacity, Oh! I got the legs!" He continued his list until Charlie walked away to answer a call.