HAZBIN HOTEL | Death's Advisor

CHAPTER 1

Charlie Morningstar, heir to Hell's throne, daughter to Lilith and Lucifer Morningstar, was one bad meal away from a complete mental breakdown.

The previous weeks had been slow for the hotel, a noticeable lack of new guests proving unhelpful in quelling the woman's fears. She had been working tirelessly to improve the current standing with the locals of Pride Ring and show them all how great it was to be redeemed, but with every step she took towards success there were ten steps backwards.

Now, with the recent confirmation from Adam that future Exterminations had been reworked to be in six months consecutively, Charlie was beginning to reach her absolute limit; the current guests at her hotel were still falling behind on redemption, their was no support from sinners and now she needed to somehow prove herself to Heaven in less than a year's time, without getting attacked by Adam.

The princess was at her wit's end.

"Alright, okay, alright..."  Charlie mumbled.  "There has to be SOMETHING I'm missing...maybe I could make them-- No! no, no, no that wont work-- oh! I could try and convince Sinners that-- Nope."

The piles of empty coffee cups and chocolate bar wrappers told a bleak story of tension, confusion, and the constant feeling of failure that seemed to constantly envelope the Princess of Hell. Even her parents seemed to agree, if the lack of phone calls in the last SEVEN YEARS were any indication.

From behind Charlie, arriving through the doors, stood Vaggie and the residents of the Hazbin Hotel with their faces convulsing into concern and worry; their princess had remained in the main room for almost twenty-four hours and showed no signs of resting without putting up a fight against them.

"Uh, hon?"  Vaggie asked.

Charlie immediately spun around, revealing how bloodshot eyes and crooked grin.  "Yeaah, Vaggie? What's the problem!? Did something happen to a hotel guest!? Do you need me to shop for some--"

"Charlie, relax!"  The Moth woman begged.  "We just wanted to make sure you were okay. You've not come to bed yet and... it's almost morning..."

"Wow, really!? I hadn't noticed!"  The princess was momentarily distracted as she looked towards an opened window, revealing the glowing pentagram that loomed over the entire Pride Ring.  "I cannot afford to sleep yet, though! We need to think of a way to redeem sinners before next Extermination AND convince Heaven to listen to us! Too bad the time has been CUT IN HALF!! HAHAHAHA!!"

Charlie's horn sprung from her golden hair, eyes transforming into red beams as she released the most deranged giggle Vaggie and the residents of the Hazbin Hotel had ever heard. Realising how it was impacting her lover, the formers approached the princess with a nervous smile and placed her right hand against the blonde's clothed shoulder.

"Charlie, maybe it's time--"

"No!"  Charlie defied her.

"We called--"

"No, no, no, no!"  Charlie pouted with big cheeks and shook her head from side-to-side like a child who did not want to listen to her mother. Ironic.

Vaggie leaned forward.  "...Your parents."

"UUUUUUUGGGGHHHH!!!!"  The princess groaned with obvious discomfort. She feel backwards onto the big red couch behind her and flailed her arms, mumbles of discontent escaping her lips.

"Charlie, I know you don't want to, but we need every advantage we can get."  Vaggie comforted.

The poor blonde sat up and growled.  "THEY were responsible for letting the Exterminations happen to begin with!!"  she flailed her hands.  "They just had a meeting and decided; 'Yeah, sure! Kill all of Hell's sinners every year'! Cause, hey, why not!!"