Stayed Gone 》Hazbin Hotel

Nine

It has been one hectic morning. Lizzie didn't get enough sleep because Alastor burst through her door and woke her up. He thought it would be hilarious to teach the girl how to hunt deer, so imagine his surprise when he saw how natural she is at slicing things up. She even offered to butcher the deer meat and give it to him for breakfast as a little thank you for their conversation a few days ago.

So, Lizzie stood in one corner of Alastor's room with a bloody knife in her hand as she took another pound of flesh out. Soft jazz music played in the background as Alastor enjoyed his meal. He found it strangely entertaining to watch Lizzie hunt down the deer before she conjured up an ax, that somehow looked like a guitar, then slicing the deer down the middle.

"Is it strange that I found this therapeutic?" Lizzie wondered.

"Yes, but who cares!" Alastor beamed. "You got a chance to kill a deer while I sit back and watch my meal get prepared!"

"I do feel bad. I was supposed to help Charlie and Vaggie prepare Penny's congratulatory first week here." She walked over to the table with another plate of venison. "Yet, I'm here hunting with you which I had loads of fun doing." Lizzie looked at the discarded pile of bones. "What should I do with those?"

"Make weapons and stab your enemies with them," Alastor suggested. He noticed a small piece of meat was stuck on Lizzie's cheek. "You've got something on your face, deer."

"Really?" Lizzie wondered as she brought her hand up to wipe the other side of her cheek. "Did I get it?"

She nearly jumped when Alastor teleported next to her. He grabbed her cheeks with one hand and squeezed them together.

"Right there," he said. Anyone would have guessed that he used his thumb to wipe it off, but no. The Radio Demon leaned down and licked the venison off her face, causing a blush to rise on Lizzie's cheeks. "Tasty."

Lizzie quickly pushed him away from her. "Woah, woah, woah. You can't go around licking meat off people's faces. Everyone else would get the wrong idea."

Alastor chuckled and pretended he didn't do anything wrong. "I was just wiping it off your face. Don't friends usually tease each other like this?" Alastor peered down at her as the light dimmed and a green one glowed behind him. Lizzie silently gulped at his close proximity and leaned back. Alastor noticed and tried to close what little gap they had. "Am I making you nervous, deer?"

"Not really?" Lizzie lied. She pinched her nose. "Your breath just smells a bit."

"Apologize," Alastor said yet he didn't back away because he heard footsteps near his room.

"What the fuck?!" Vaggue shouted. "Alastor, what are you doing with Lizzie?!"

"Having breakfast," he answered, if anyone else heard it then it would have sounded like a dirty joke. "Do you mind?"

Vaggie stomped over and yanked Lizzie away. "In this situation, yes. Now, I need you to get rid of Sir Pentious' eggs, they're all over the place."

Lizzie gasped. "You can't get rid of his eggs. They are very precious to him."

Alastor finally took a step back. "Then I'd be delighted to!"

Lizzie ran to Vaggie and gave her the puppy dog eyes because she knew how much Sir Pentious loved his Egg Bois. "Humanely," she added after a while.

"Hmm." Alastor turned away from them. "Well, that's a lot less fun," Alastor's eyes glowed red as an X appeared on his forehead then faced them again, "but I suppose I can take care of that on my outing today." He walked out of the room.

"Great!" Vaggie spotted the deer carcass. "That looks disgusting." She noticed Lizzie's bloody apron and face. "Please tell me it's from the deer."

"Yeah, I'm sorry." Lizzie snapped her fingers and her whole outfit was clean again. "Let me clean it up." Gold sparkles came out of Lizzie's fingers and she hurled them toward the carcass. It disappeared along with the mess in Alastor's room. "Better."