Back To The 1950's (On Break)

Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel!

The Hazbin Hotel, a place to rehabilitate sinners. What a joke! Everyone knew it thanks to Vox's little broadcast... and thanks to Velvette who chopped it into perfect eye catching clips.

"What the FUCK!!" A blond headed girl screamed into a pillow, "this can't be happening!"

This girl was the princess of hell herself, Charlie Morningstar. She was currently sobbing like a child who lost their favorite toy. Her dreams have come to a holt since the criticism from sinners about her hotel came flooding in. Where had all this come from? And more importantly why? Charlie knew that the sinners in hell thought her idea to be a joke, but the mocking began to escalate seemingly out of nowhere.

Another female with grey skin and an "X" that covered her right eye wrapped her arms around the weeping princess and began to calm her down.

"I'm sure this is all a misunderstanding," she assured the other.

This female's name is Vaggie, Charlies significant other. She turned to glare up at a certain deer sinner who was currently leaning over a railing studying his finger tips. A small bored smile sat on his face.

"Isn't that right Alastor," Vaggie snarled.

"Hmmm I don't quite know what you're talking about," Alastor said still concentrated on his hands completely dismissing her.

"You know exactly what I'm talking about!" Vaggie pulled out her phone scrolling through social media before pulling up a post, "You went on Air a few days ago with the ceo of Voxtech!"

Alastor squinted his eyes making Vaggie's phone malfunction and slightly electrocute her causing her to yell out and drop it. He chuckled, "Careful now dear we don't want to lose our heads!"

Vaggie got up from where she was sitting on the couch with Charlie who was still crying and stomped her foot, "This is not funny asshole! You put this hotel in jeopardy."

"I'm not following." Alastor stated the smile that never left his face turning into a cheeky grin.

"Because you had to argue with that stupid ceo, he went out and tarnished our reputation! He controls all of media and media controls people!" Vaggie screamed at him, "You're suppose to be helping this hotel! Not ruin it! How are we suppose to recruit sinners now if everyone thinks we're a big fat joke!"

Alastor laughed, "well then, it seems I haven't done much at all!" Alastor melted into a black shadow gush before suddenly reappearing next to Vaggie causing her to jump, "This hotel was already a joke my dear!" He grew closer to her his eyes sharpening and his voice turned cold and filled with static, "and that picture box doesn't control all media."

Vaggie was shaking with anger, "You better find this Vox guy and make him fix this mess you've made!"

Alastor tilted his head at her, "Who? I'm not sure who that is." He taunted.

Vaggie groaned in frustration, "you just said he doesn't control all media, as if you know him!" She shouted before taking a step back, "I will fucking cut you pendejo!" She yelled as she lunged at him.

Charlie jumped up grabbing Vaggie before she could reach Alastor who didn't seem to react to the other trying to pounce at him, "Vaggie! Calm down, I'm sure Alastor had good intentions for talking to this Vox person."

Vaggie spun her head to look at charlie and pointed at Alastor, "You think this guy has good intentions?!?"

Charlie looked at Alastor tears still in her eyes and her face puffy and red, "I have to believe Vaggie."

Alastor tilted his head at Charlie and squinted his eyes. He studied charlie's face before saying, "I'll find a way to fix this mess."

Charlie relaxed letting her shoulders drop and softly smiled, "thank you Alastor."