Hazbin Hotel {Baxter × reader} The Bond We Share (Oneshots)

What Happened!?

(Y/N) Pov:

Everyone was frozen in shock.

No one dared to move a muscle.

Or speak either.

All of us Misfits just stood there staring.

Charlie was the first to speak.

"What HAPPENED TO THE FRONT LOBBY!?!?!?" screamed Charlie, clearly distressed.

Angel just sat on the chair behind the front desk, his feet propped up on the desk and chewing gum loudly. His two top arms were behind his head while one of his bottom arms was playing with a paddle ball and the other was holding a half-melted popsicle.

He blew a bubble with the gum he was chewing before it popped loudly. He then stuck the popsicle deep into his mouth before taking it out, making sure to make slurping and a popping sound as he did so.

"What? I took care of the hotel while the rest of you ass-whipes left to go do whatever" said Angel, shrugging and acting all innocent like an angel (well he's not!)

The said lobby was a complete and total mess.

The front doors had been ripped off thier hinges, laying flat on the floor just a couple feet away.

There were HUGE mountains of garbage all over the place.

There were some swear words and inappropriate pictures spray-painted all over the walls.

Somehow the large chandelier at the center of the lobby had fallen to the floor and was all shattered to pieces.

"Angel! What did you do while we were gone!? It's a mess in-"said Charlie, but as she moved past one of the large piles of trash, she somehow caused an avalanche to fall from the top of the pile towards her.

Luckily, Alastor had thought fast and grabbed Charlie's arm, pulling her back and against his chest as the avalanche of garbage fell on the floor where she stood just a second ago.

We all sigh in relief, now seeing that Charlie could have died by being crushed to death if Alastor hadn't done anything.

We all turned our attention back to the tall Spider demon, glaring.

He didn't seem to react at all, not even bothering to make sure she was alright.

"What the FUCK did you DO ANGEL!?" Yelled Vaggie, taking over.

"Eh, not much. Just sat around and did nothing. Got bored. No one came" said Angel.

His answer was so vague that it was making Vaggie so mad, you could actually see steam puffing out of her flaring nostrils.

I glanced over at Baxter.

He was typing something into the tablet he had.

I turned back to see that Vaggie was trying, and failing, at marching over to Angel. There was so much trash that she couldn't even wad through it all.

She was cursing profanities and hadn't even made it halfway through to him.

"ARG! When I get over there--I-I'm gonna RIP ALL OF YOUR ARMS OFF AND REARANGE YOUR ORGANS!" Screamed Vaggie.

At this point, it looked like she was trying to actually swim through the sea of trash.

It was kind of embarrassing.....

For her......

"AHA!" Exclaimed Baxter, holding up his tablet triumphully.

"What is it Baxter?" I asked, coming closer to see what he had found.