Hazbin hotel: What if....there was a redemption resort

Welcome to the La Espina del Acapulco resort

(To coollion2873 )

in The Hazbin Hotel lounge. Time has passed since Angel Dust left, and though they don't talk about it much, his absence lingers in subtle ways.

Charlie, Vaggie, Husk, and Alastor are sitting around the lounge. The room is quiet and a bit rundown, showing its wear. Charlie's trying to keep a hopeful smile on her face, while Vaggie stands beside her, arms crossed.

Husk flicking through channels on the TV with a bored look.

"Nothin' but infomercials and garbage as usual and trashy soap operas"

Charlie sighing, "It'd be nice if we could find one thing worth watching.."

Suddenly, the screen flickers and a commercial starts. It's vibrant and filled with upbeat music, capturing everyone's attention.

"Tired of the same old Hell? Looking for a place to cleanse your sins and rejuvenate your soul? Then welcome to the La Espina del Acapulco resort—Hell's premier redemption hotel!"

Images flash of a gorgeous hotel filled with luxurious suites, sparkling pools, pristine decor, and a breathtaking casino floor that's bustling with patrons. The place is pristine and polished in a way that Hazbin Hotel simply isn't.

"Our state-of-the-art redemption programs and five-star amenities make the La Espina del Acapulco resort the ideal place to reinvent yourself!"

The commercial shows various scenes: support groups, wellness centers, a vast library, and even personalized therapy sessions with immaculate-looking staff. The atmosphere is welcoming yet sophisticated.

Charlie sitting up straighter, a look of shock crossing her face.

"Wait... redemption? Isn't that our goal?"

As the commercial continues, the narrator lists features that sound eerily similar to Charlie's original mission, but taken to an even grander scale.

"the La Espina del Acapulco resort—where everyone deserves a second chance... with style!"

The screen flashes a final image of the resort's grand lobby, sparkling and impressive, with a slogan underneath: "The true path to redemption."

Charlie quietly, looking hurt "I can't believe this. Another hotel... for redemption? They even took our motto"

Vaggie frowning, crossing her arms more tightly "And they clearly have more money. Just look at that place—marble floors, pools, spas. They're trying to outdo us, no question"

Alastor smirking with an entertained expression "Well, well. A rival venture. It seems someone's been... inspired by your little project, dear Charlie."

Husk snorts "Inspired? They're takin' your whole gig, Charlie. Bet they're tryin' to make us look like chumps"

Charlie's face falls a little more as she watches the last frames of the commercial fade out. She shifts uncomfortably, feeling a mix of anger and sadness.

Charlie hurt, muttering to herself, "I thought... I thought we were the only ones really trying. We're supposed to be helping souls here, not... trails off"

Vaggie puts a hand on Charlie's shoulder, her own expression tight with a hint of jealousy.

"This doesn't change what we're doing, Charlie. We were here first. Whatever this Acapulco place is, they're just..." she scoffs... "faking it"

"But what if it's real? What if they are helping people? What if they... do it better than we can?" Charlie says softly

The room falls silent, everyone taking in the weight of her words. Alastor's eyes gleam with amusement, as if he's watching a fascinating drama unfold. Husk grumbles something under his breath, while Vaggie's jaw tightens.