(Y/N) Pov:
Baxter had officially moved in.
His new room was on the top floor of the hotel now.
That's right!
He's a Misfit now!
YAY! (\^w^/)
Charlie also permitted him to build a new lab under the hotel.
Now, he has to go to the basement where there's a large metal door where you have to enter a four digit number on the keypad. Then you have to go down a long spiral staircase before coming to a metal hatch where you have to enter the same four digit code, only backwards.
His lab is huge too!
He somehow managed to build a giant vat of acid (wall to ceiling like a very large lava lamp), a giant particle accelerator, an antimatter testing chamber, and many other large machines.
He also has a special room reserved just for interrogating (AKA: torturing) other demons and doing crazy experiments on them until they die.
You'd think he'd be half Exterminator with all those demons he killed.
Yes.
He has a very long list of demons he had killed and tortured.
His lab is so huge that he sometimes loses something at least once a day and will almost have a panic attack trying to find it too.
Just like the good ol' times.
I was currently phasing through the floor on my way to his lab right now.
Once I got to the hatch, I phased through it.
"Hey Bax-" I say.
A beaker of acid hits the wall next to my head and I immediately go stiff, too scared to move.
Baxter stood a couple meters in front of me, heaving angrily.
"Uhhh....Baxter?" I say, awkwardly.
There was something....
Different.....
About him.....
Baxter huffed and went back to searching.
Confused, I floated over to him and tapped his shoulder from behind.
"What?" He hissed, angrily.
"Baxter, what's gotten you so angry? And what are you looking for anyway?" I asked.
Baxter turned to me and glared.
"What am I looking for? WHAT AM I LOOKING FOR!!!??? MY FUCKING GOGGLES ARE GONE AND I CAN'T FIND THEM!!!!" He screamed.
I crossed one arm, my hand resting on my chin as I looked him up and down.
"Hmm...now that you mention it....you are missing your goggles" I say, now noticing.
"Nice detective work Sherlock" he said sarcastically, turning away to continue looking.
I raised my arms in surrender.
"Wow, ok Mr.Fish-brain. Is that how you talk to your longtime best friend from before death?" I asked sarcastically back.
Baxter huffed and turned back to me, looking down sadly.
"I-I'm sorry....I-I just....I'm so used to wearing those goggles that it feels weird NOT wearing them" he says.
He looked up at me as I landed on the floor from floating.
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Hazbin Hotel {Baxter × reader} The Bond We Share (Oneshots)
Fanfiction(Y/N) had known Baxter since they were alive. They were really close friends too. Unfortunately, disaster struck when the Titanic sank on her maiden voyage. The same ship Baxter was on. Now, living in Hell, (Y/N) works at the Happy Hotel with the...
