(Discontinued) His Forbidden Fruit (Radioapple || Hazbin Hotel)

Chapter Sixteen

Angel Dust took a swig of his drink before setting the bottle back down on the counter. "I see someone's drinkin' their brains out this early," he commented, smirking at the cat demon sitting beside him and Cherri Bomb.

"You're talking like you ain't used to it already." Husk grumbled softly, giving his arachnid friend a sly grin in return. Angel chuckled. "I am, but I ain't remember you drinkin' this much." The spider demon rested his chin in his hand, using the other to fiddle with the bottle in front of him. "I've been drinkin' a lot more too, lately. I hate to say it, but I kinda wish Charlie had somethin' new planned for today. I could use a night out," he said, winking at Husk with a smile plastered on his face.

Husk felt a small blush on his cheeks. "Y-yeah, whatever, kid..." he trailed off, turning to look directly out to the parlor, where Alastor was quietly reading a book to himself. "Where's—"

The men at the bar quickly turned their heads to the sound of someone running down the stairs.

"Hey, everyone!" Charlie exclaimed, speeding into the parlor. Vaggie and Lucifer trailed not far behind, eventually catching up to her as she stopped in the center of the room. "So, we've been thinking of fun things we could all do together as a group since it's been a little while..." she trailed off, smiling widely for dramatic effect.

"WE'RE GOING CAMPING IN THE GLUTTONY RING!" Lucifer blurted out, waving his arms wildly in the air. He paused, blinked, then turned to Charlie with a sheepish smile. "...Sorry. I got too excited." He apologized.

Charlie laughed. "It's okay, Dad. I'm glad you're excited!" The Princess turned to face the other residents, smiling in anticipation. "So, what do you think?"

"FUCK, YES!" Cherri exclaimed loudly.

Husk actually looked excited for once. "You fucks mean the place that created Beezlejuice? Count me in for once," he replied with a smirk.

Alastor looked up from his book, raising an eyebrow. "Camping, you say?" He asked, quickly rising to his feet. "Why, that sounds delightful! I would be overjoyed to partake in this activity, dear! What a brilliant idea!" He exclaimed, walking over to Charlie with an excited grin. Lucifer's smile seemed to grow wider at Alastor's willingness.

"Okay!" Niffty's voice echoed from one of the halls near the lobby.

"It took me a few days, but I got in contact with Beelzebub and got everyone permission to travel to the Gluttony Ring. She's very excited to meet you all— she hasn't seen a sinner in nearly a millennia, so please be on your best behavior," Lucifer stated, trying his hardest not to bounce with excitement.

The deer demon smiled mischievously. "Oh, no need to worry, my dear. I'm sure that no one will do anything too rash... although, if the opportunity presents itself, I would enjoy a bit of hunting," he said, examining his staff.

"No demon hunting, Alastor," Lucifer warned. "Just the local fauna is fine, but please be conservative with how much you kill... I'm not about to have Bee on my ass because of your... tendencies."

The Radio Demon sighed, shaking his head. "Ah, I suppose I could resist the urges as they arise. A few deer will suffice," he smiled devilishly, looking down at the King with a teasing demeanor. Vaggie shuddered, remembering the time she walked in on Alastor eating directly from the corpse of a deer. Bad memories, she thought.

"That's fine." Lucifer said, shaking his head ever so slightly.

"Hey, I was just thinkin'," Angel started, leaning against the bar counter. "... Why don't we have a little shoppin' trip? Ya know, get the gang together to go get our gear. I could use a new 'suit," he said, running his hands seductively down his sides.