A Chef and Radio Demon (Hazbin Hotel fanfiction Alastor x OC)

Chapter 2: Old Friends and Redemption

2 years later

Amber's P.O.V.:

I sometimes wonder if I went down the wrong path. I mean, I am in hell, and I have killed many demons who are worse than myself. I have different demons under my contract, and they seem to like how I treat them. They can do whatever they want as long as they listen to whatever job I ask them to do. I should be happy, yet I still remember all those I killed under that damn pig's command. I gritted my teeth at the memory of Agrona and growled before taking a deep breath and sighing to calm myself. I won't let that bastard ruin my mood. I am going to make this Strawberry Shortcake, and it will be okay. Forget the pain. Just smile, and it will be okay. Smile the pain away. I have to-

Bang!

"Miss Amber! I got the ingredients you wanted for the Strawberry Shortcake!" I heard Randy's voice coming from the backdoor, and I looked over my shoulder to see Randy bring in the ingredients for the Strawberry Shortcake; my hands were covered with flour, and I smiled softly at him. It's a good thing Randy accepted my contract two years ago. He agreed to be my face while I hid in the shadows. It worked so well. He works like my Sous Chef, and It's perfect. I smiled and dusted my hands off before I said, "Oh, thank you, Randy, dear! Just put it in the back for me."

"Of course, Miss Amber. By the way, Did you see 666 news?"

"I did not. You know that I prefer the radio over some new channel, Randy."

"I know, but heaven decided to jump the extermination to six months."

"What...they...they can't do that! What reason do they even have to do that?!"

"I...I don't know. I wish I could tell you. Miss Amber, calm down. It's going to be okay. I know it." Randy said, holding his hand up. I took a deep breath before I finished making the strawberry shortcake, and I let out a sigh. How dare heaven make this decided?! These demons don't deserve to be killed off like lambs to the slaughter. I won't... I won't let that happen!! I felt my ram ears twitch, and I sighed before going outside to see Sir Pentious land in front of my bakery. I smiled softly and looked at the poor snake, who looked dizzy, before I spoke, "Hello, my favorite serpent. Did you lose another fight with your death machine again?"

"I thought I could win thissss time!"

"You always think that, little snake. Come on. I'll get you some tea and your favorite dessert. I know you had a rough morning."

"Thank you, Misss Amber. I ssswear you sshouldn't be in hell. You are sssuch an angel." I heard Sir Pentious say, making me giggle. I opened the door for him before I looked at Randy and saw him turning on the small T.V. on the wall in the left corner, flipping through channels to reach Vox's news station. I sighed and rolled my eyes before I went to the kitchen and grabbed my tiny radio, putting it on a swing jazz station that started playing 'Hit The Road Jack,' making me smile. I began to make Sir Pentious some lemon tarts with a small raspberry on Top of them, and I hummed softly before I came out to give Sir Pentious the lemon tart and looked over to see that a commercial about some hotel that Princess Charlotte Morningstar was running. 

I let out a soft hum before the commercial was interrupted by Vox's breaking news, and Vox started to sing, "Top of the hour, and we're discussing a certain has-been! Who has been spotted cavorting around town After a seven-year absence! Did anybody miss him? Did anybody notice? More on tonight's program! So, the radio demon is back in town. Why is he hanging around? What does that mean for your family? Well, handily, I've got good news; He's a loser, a fossil, and I don't mean to sound hostile, But the demon is a coward! You can take that as gospel! Pulling my viewers? Impossible! I'm visual, he's barely audible! Stop givin' him the time of day! Don't listen to a word he'd say! I hope he had a nice vacay But he should've stayed away! While he hid in radio, We pivoted to video! Now his medium is gettin' bloody rare! Hell's been better since he split! Where's he been? Who gives a shit!"