Corny title I know! I do not own Hazbin Hotel! But I love it and I love you guys! LET THE STORY BEGIN!! BTW This is public domain you can rewrite this story if you like!
[Opens to Vaggie and Y/N sleeping in bed. she squirms before waking up, yawning and rubbing her eyes. She turns to the left side. Camera zooms out to reveal Charlie gone and Y/N cuddling Vaggie.]
Vaggie: "Charlie?"
Y/N: *Yawn* "5 more minutes" *Cuddling intensifies*
[It cuts to Charlie panicking and planning out everything with lots of paper with strings attached with everyone else watching her, disturbed by her behavior.]
Charlie: "I'm just not quite understanding why it's not working. Okay, okay, think Charlie. Think, think, think, think, think, think, think, think. Okay if I do this, it's going to be-" (gasp) "I have trust falls every single morning. We can do- "(gasp)
Angel Dust: "Yikes."
Charlie: "Come on, come on, come on, come on."
Vaggie: "Charlie? Sweetie? You, uh, you good?"
[Charlie looks back with sleep-deprived, insane look in her eyes that red veins were shown in the sclera.]
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[Meanwhile, Y/N unfazed by all of this and a tiny bit high from the night before, decided he should break open emergency pack of "Enlightenment".]
Charlie: "Nope! No, not really. Ha ha. I've been up all night trying to figure out why the hotel isn't working." [Crushes paper with hand] "We've done trust falls, we've tried sharing our feelings, we only have a couple months left before the angels come."Turns into demonic form and laughs maniacally before turning back to normal] "And at this rate-"
Vaggie: Maybe it's time-"
Charlie: "NO."
Vaggie: "to ask-"
[Charlie gets up close to Vaggie's face, holding her cheeks desperately.]
Charlie: "DON'T SAY IT."
Vaggie: "your dad."
[Charlie groans, knowing what this means for her.]
Y/N: "EVERYONE I HAVE THE SOLUTION!"
[Everyone knows by the color of Y/N's eyes it's gonna be a bad idea.]
Y/N: "Smoke this!" [Hands some sort of self rolled cigarette.]
Charlie: "I DON'T SMOKE Y/N!"
Y/N: "On second thought maybe we should call your father."
Charlie: "FINE!!" *Cough* *Cough* "Woah... What you put into this?"