'Twas a beautiful day in hell, as beautiful as hell could get, anyway. Lucifer Morningstar, the ruler of hell himself, awoke with a yawn dreading to get out of bed. He found himself in the bedroom of Hazbin Hotel, due to the force of his daughter, Charlie Morningstar. Since the last visit to his daughter's hotel, Charlie was not very happy with his demeanor towards the host of the establishment, Alastor, the Radio Demon; So she forced them to spend the day alone in the hotel to form a closer or at least more friendly bond. He didn't want to displease his daughter and disobey her words, so he had to comply sullenly. His stomach grumbling interrupted his train of thought, specifically the thought of how much he hated Alastor. He sighed, rolled out of bed, and made his way to the kitchen.
To his dismay, right in the middle of the kitchen, of course, stood Alastor, sipping his morning coffee. Lucifer's blood started boiling; he knew that he would have to encounter him eventually and that he was stuck with Alastor all day, but that fact didn't stop his morning from being ruined. Despite this, he kept his cool and walked to the fridge. Two things that always calmed him down were ducks and bagel bites. He started opening the fridge and his mood started to lift -- Lucifer was truley looking forward for that sweet bagel sliced pizza.
His heart dropped to his feet, the bagel bites were nowhere to be found. He thought, surely this is a mistake, he bought them yesterday and specifically placed them at the top left compartment of the fridge. He turned around to face Alastor, slowly realizing that the Radio Demon he despised so much had bagel bite remains around his mouth. Alastor cackled and said: "This what you looking for?" Motioning the area around his mouth.
That was it. That was the final push Lucifer needed to be driven over the edge with hatred for Alastor...
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FanfictionThis story dissects the hellish lovers' quarrel...keep reading to find out more about how they unravel their true feelings towards each other. [Warning, this contains mature language.] Story by Bryson Bartholomew Taylor.