Can We Change Hell? - Hazbin Hotel

Preperation

Charlie POV:
Here I am, out with Vaggie, looking at outfits for the dance. She had managed to convince me, even though I'm still pretty depressed. We were picking each other's outfits out, taking turns trying them on. She had picked a really nice, wintery colored suit for me, even though it doesn't snow that much in Hell. Only a few centimeters each year. I followed the nice choice with a dress she's been eyeing. The excitement in her eyes when she saw I picked the dress she really wanted. We both tried the outfits on at the same time and it was as if something clicked, snapped together like a puzzle piece and I suddenly felt happy and bubbly again, and I guess my smile showed that cause Vaggie came right over and hugged me tight. "There's that smile." I kept the smile on and hugged her back. It was nice having my face adorned by a smile again. I felt off without one, and Alastor always says that you're never fully dresses without one. We got changed back into our normal clothes, paid for the outfits and headed back to my house.

Husk POV:
I graciously accepted Angel's offer for clothing shopping since I knew when my father got home tonight, I would be his target for aggression. I left the house as soon as I could, rushing to meet Angel at the store. I was a bit out of breath. "Excited to see me, eh?" He chuckled. I let out a breathless chuckle and well. "Shut up," I straighted up, taking deep breaths to even out my breathing. "Are we gonna go?" I asked. Angel put one of his lower arms around my shoulders and let me inside. I couldn't deny that his arm around me felt real nice and I sighed contently. We went to different areas of the store cause we had agreed we wanted to surprise each other with our choices. I was looking through the racks when I noticed Alastor and his mom on the other side of the store with an employee leading them to a different area. I smirked to myself and headed over. I was gonna try to scare Alastor cause I could never do it. I peeked around the corner they went and stopped in my tracks. Both Alastor and his mom looked twisted and unhinged, their smiles even larger now and their eyes looked like clocks. Alastor had the employee in front of him and had his stick microphone pinning the employee by his neck agaisnt his body while his mother was in front of the employee with a knife. She was speaking really softly though, almost seductive. I backed off some, trying to digest what I had just seen. I mean, I knew Alastor was dangerous and menacing and all that, but, this was a lot. I saw Angel in my peripherals and was brought back to why I was here in the first place and quickly went back to the rack I was looking at, trying to push the scene from my head.