Hazbin Hotel: Alastor x OC Reader (Season 1)

Chp 4: That's Entertainment (Part 4)

The royal family limousine can be seen driving back to the hotel. Charlie can be seen hugging her knees and looking out the window when her jacket is ruined after Katie Killjoy attacked her, while Vaggie sits next to her, glaring furiously at Angel Dust.

Charlie suddenly sighs as Vaggie's eye twitches at Angel Dust, who can be seen amusing himself by playing with the car window roller repeatedly.

Vaggie scrunches up her face.

Angel Dust takes notice. "...What?"

"'What?' 'WHAT?!' What were you DOING?!" Vaggie angrily asks, as she rips off bits of her hair.

Angel Dust sighs and says, "I owed my girl buddy a solid! Isn't that a' "redeeming quality"?" He than does air quotes. "Helping friends with stuff?" While rolling his eyes.

"Not with turf wars that result in territorial genocide!" Vaggie exclaims.

"Eh, you win some, you lose a few hundred. Ehahahahahah!" Angel Dust laughs as he inhales. "It wasn't that bad, anyway." He proceeds to play with the button of the car window roller. Vaggie throws an unfolded pocket knife at the window roller.

"Aw, come on! I had to!" Angel Dust says as he brushes back his hair. "My credibility was on the line! I mean, what kind of reputation would I have if people found out I was tryna go clean? It just throws out my entire persona!" He says. He than suggestively pushes up his chest floof.

"Your credibility? What about the hotel's?!" Vaggie questions Angel Dust with gestures at a defeated Charlie. "Your little stunt made us look like a fucking joke!" Vaggie than combusts.

Angel Dust scoffs. "No, no, no, babe. Jokes are funny! I made you look... uh, sad!"

The camera pans to Charlie. "And pathetic! Like an orphan... with no arms... or legs... Oh! With progeria!" Angel Dust says, just making it worse.

The camera focuses back on him. "Great! Now I'm bummed thinkin' about it!" Angel Dust starts looking around the limousine. "This thing have any liquor?" Angel Dust ask.

"Can you please just try to take this seriously?!" Vaggie asks in frustration.

Angel Dust flicks off a dust bunny. "Fine, I'll try. Just don't get your taco in a twist, baby!" He snaps his finger at her, while smiling.

"Was that you trying to be sexist or racist?!" Vaggie asks him.

Angel Dust groans. "Whatever pisses you off more. Is there seriously no liquor in here?!" Angel Dust asks once more but this time with a tint of disbelief in his voice.

Vaggie returns to sit next to Charlie as she
crosses her arms. "I'm gonna kill 'im." Vaggie states to Charlie.

"Too late, toots. Wait! Would that make me double dead? Hah, and where exactly do I go? To Double Hell Hahahahahahahahal Sorry, you're stuck with me, bitch - get used to" Angel Dust folds his arms confidently.

Vaggie is now more angry than ever. She grits her teeth and says, "¡Con una mierda, malparido hijo de-!"Which translates, (For fuck's sake, you bastard son of-!)

"Listen, who cares if some jack-offs got hurt? Most of 'em are ugly freaks. Look around! Angel Dust states as he looks out the limousine window, smirking'. "You got a bunch a fuckin' Harlequin babies down here!" Angel Dust says while laughing.

"You're one to talk." Vaggie stated while smiling smugly.

"Hey!" Angel Dust motions to his body. "This body is flawless! Everyone wants summa me," He than pushes up chest fluff and takes out a letter. "and I've got the creepy fan letters to prove it!"