Psychopathic Serial Killer, Hazbin Hotel X Male Reader

Enjoy Your Stay.

After that whole scene, everybody headed back to the hotel. Husk sat behind the bar getting drunk while Angel flirts with her. Alice sits at the living room reading a good book about different parts of demon flesh. Vaggie was talking to Charlie about how Alice could be a threat to the hotel and Nifty being Nifty was in the corner killing a roach infront of its children.

Y/n: *Sits at the bar with Husk and Angel*

Husk: Bitch, keep flirting with me and I'll shove this bottle down your throat.

Angel: Mmh, Kinky~

Y/n: *Watches the whole scene between them*

Angel: *Notices Y/n* Well, hello there handsome~ Why don't you come over and sit next to me?

*Angel pats on a stool next to her as Husk slowly shake her head at Y/n*

Y/n: I'm perfectly fine over here, thank you very much.

Angel: Aww, what's the matter?~ Scared that I might bite~

Y/n: ....

Angel: I'm just kidding! *Chuckles* .... Unless you want me too~

Y/n: ... *Looks at Husk* Is she always like this?

Husk: Worse. She's a nightmare.

Angel: And a hot one too! Men just can't resist my hot body~

Y/n: I see. I'm guessing you work as a
Stripper?

Angel: Ha! Even better, a Pornstar!

Y/n: A pornstar?

Angel: Yep. I'm famous for a reason~

Husk: And you're also a headache.

Angel: Well, at least men pay for me to do dirty and filthy things for them.

Y/n: What about women?

Angel: I charge extra for women.

Y/n: Wow... so, you charge women extra but not men?

Angel: Yep. Speaking of which, what's your story hot stuff? I assume you've done some naughty things?~

Y/n: I have actually.

Angel: Oh yeah~ Like what?

Y/n: Murder.

Angel: ...

Husk: ... Murder?

Y/n: Yeah, Murder. *Pulls out a knife and cleans it* I find it as a healthy sport.

Angel: ... what?

Husk: ... Are you okay? Are you brain damaged or something?

Y/n: Well, I have been raised by a shitty family.

Husk: How shitty?

Y/n: *Chuckles* Where did I begin? A shitty Father who uses up all of your college money to give it to the loan Sharks, a mother who sucks dick for money on the streets, plus gives you cigarette marks on your arm, and three brothers who use you as a punching bag. Hahaha! Ahh, I'm just glad that I took care of all of that.

Husk: ...

Angel: ...

Y/n: ... do you got any Whiskey?

*Charlie walks in the bar and sees Y/n*

Charlie: Y/n, Hi! Sooo, how are you liking the hotel so far? Is it great?

Y/n: Fine. I guess.

Charlie: *Squeals with joy* I'm so glad you like it here! *Hugs Y/n*

Y/n: Woah! Woah! Woah! *Backs away* What the fuck are you doing?! Ya' trying to kill me or something?!

*Charlie eyes widened up by Y/n response as Vaggie shows up holding her spear and points it at him*

Vaggie: Back the hell away from her, You Psychopath!

Charlie: Vaggie, wait! ... Y/n, have you... never had a hug before?

Y/n: A hug? What's a hug?

Vaggie: *Lowers her spear* A hug is when someone squeezes tightly in one's arm, typically to express affection.

Y/n: ... No, I... I don't think I've ever gotten a... hug.

Charlie: I show you. Just, lift your arms up.

Y/n: *Lifts his arms up in the arm*

Charlie: *Giggles* Not in the air, silly. Lower them a bit.

Y/n: *Lowers his arms a bit*

Charlie: Perfect. Now, my turn.

*Charlie lifts her arms up as she then hugs Y/n*

Y/n: ...

Charlie: Um, you're suppose to hug back.

Y/n: Oh, r-right. *Awkwardly hugs Charlie back*

*The two let go from the hug*

Charlie: So, how do you feel?

Y/n: I feel... fine.

Charlie: Really? No joy or emotions? Nothing?

Y/n: No, not really.

*Y/n lied, there was something about that hug that made him feel... warm and fuzzy inside. As he stays silent, he can't seem to figure out what was so special about that hug but decides to play it as if he didn't care*

Y/n: ... So, um. W-where's my room?

Charlie: Oh, right! Wait, here please.

*Charlie runs off to fetch the key to Y/n's room as then comes back with it*

Charlie: Here it is! Your room is 302, and it also has a balcony with a perfect view of Pentagram City.

Y/n's mind: (Not bad, a balcony with a perfect view of Hell's murderest sight? Don't mind if I do!)

Y/n: Thank you, Charlie.

Charlie: You're welcome! Should I show you where your room is at?

Y/n: That's be quite nice.

Charlie: *Smiles* Come on, I'll lead the way.

*Charlie leads Y/n to his room down the halls on the second floor as the two arrive at Room 302*

Charlie: Here were are, Room 302.

Y/n: Thank you for leading me to my new room, Charlie.

Charlie: You're welcome, Y/n. If you need anything, let me know. I'll be at the lobby.

Y/n: Will do.

*Charlie smiles at Y/n as she walks away heading back to the lobby. Y/n opens the door to his new room and check it out, A queen sized bed, a white clean bathroom that shines like crystal clear, and a balcony with the perfect view of Pentagram City*

Y/n: Nice. Very nice. I wonder how many dead bodies I can fit in that closet.