This is part two to Day 6. Yeah, I know, it's been a few days since I posted the first part. If you don't want to reread it, basically Human! Angel, AKA Anthony, summoned a demon. It was Alastor. If you are asking why it was Alastor, and not someone else, it is because everyone else died after Angel was already dead. Originally, I was gonna have him summon Valentino and that was how he got his soul sold to the moth Demon, but alas, Val had died quite some time after Angel was already dead. So yeah. Anyway, here is that continuation I promised y'all.
Anthony looked at the deer demon before him and sighed. Alastor looked at him and arched a brow. "Have you made your choice yet?"
"Listen, it's a lot you are asking of me. If I word this wrong, I could get my soul stolen by you. At least if I don't make any deals with you, all you can do is nag at me." Anthony said.
Alastor shrugged. "But whenever you talk to me, everyone thinks you are crazy, so will it really be that big of a deal if you just... give me your soul so I can return home?"
"Yes, I would lose my soul."
"At this point, you aren't getting into Heaven, so you will end up in Hell with me, anyway." Alastor said with a grin.
"I already knew I was damned to Hell in the first place. You saw what my pops does. We are in the mafia. I doubt Heaven will let my kind in... well, maybe my sister, but she will never be part of the business." Anthony said. "I already accepted my fate."
"Then why hesitate to make a dea with me?" Alastor asked.
"Because... I don't know. Just give me time to think about it." Anthony said.
"It's been a month since I returned back to this world of blue skies." Alastor said.
"You say that... what is Hell like anyway?" Anthony asked.
"Hmm, different from Earth, very different. The sky isn't blue, rather it is red. The souls of the humans that have made their sinful choices no longer appear human. Everyday, souls die, but unless killed by something angelic, they will come right back. Makes a serial killer like me get much joy out of endless torture of those wayward souls." Alastor laughed.
"Your voice is unique. Why?"
"Part of being the Radio Demon." Alastor said. "It is the proper way to get your media."
"I see." Anthony sighed before he looked to the door.
A knocking came a tapping. "Tony." His twin's voice came from behind the other side. "Are you okay? You are talking to yourself again. Is everything alright?"
"Yes. Everything is great, Sis. Just... thinking out loud." Anthony said.
"Good cover up, she totally doesn't think you are crazy." Alastor chuckled.
"Shut up."
"What?" Molly asked.
"Not you." Anthony said.
"She can't hear me, remember?" Alastor said.
"Right, I keep forgetting that." Anthony said.
"Okay... well, do you want to sneak out again? Have some fun?" Molly asked.
"No. I mean, yes. I mean... I'll come with you in a moment." Anthony said.
"Alright. See you in a bit." She said and her footsteps faded away.
"So, we get to go out, do we?"
"You can stay here." Anthony said. "Don't care what you are, you may not be seen by others, but I can, and I rather not get bugged by you if I am out with my sister."
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Hazbin Hotel 31 Day One Shot Challenge
Short StoryHad fun with DC December, thought I would do the one shot challenge again, this time with my current obsession, Habin Hotel. Have fun with the next 31 days and if anyone wants to make a request, feel free to.