Hazbin Hotel One Shots

(Alastor) Little Red

(Fairytale setting and Female!Reader)
(This is inspired by a fanfic I read once that has since been deleted. So enjoy and thanks for the idea, whoever I got it from.)

Alastor went by many names, but his favorite was Little Red. He only let close friends call him that. He got the name from the hooded cloak that he made; of course it was red as blood. He loved it and never went anywhere without it. 

Now, he was staying with two of his closest friends since one of them was terribly sick and they didn't have much money.

Alastor was wealthy and powerful, but didn't like to show it through his clothes, but rather his actions. He carried himself in the highest degree, being one of the most powerful demons around. He loved the attention. But this town he was moving into didn't really know what he looked like, just had rumors and legends about him. 

He took care of his dear friend, Husk, as his other friend, Nifty, tried to do what she could around the house till things got better. But Alastor didn't like the boring town at first, that is until he heard the morning gossip while running herons one morning. 

"Did you hear that it's back?" A womans voice asked, a little on edge. Alastor perked up at this, looking over to see three people talking. 

The only man in the group was a very feminine looking man, who also happened to be a pink and white spider demon. He wore very expensive, but revealing, clothing and held himself very high. 

The next one was a lady, small compared to the spider. She looked like a porcelain doll with blonde hair and pink cheeks. She was also dressed to the nines, but not as extravagant as her tall friend. 

The last one was the shortest, also a lady. She had grey skin and extremely long white hair that covered one of her eyes. She wore rags compared to the other two, but it didn't seem to matter to any of them. 

"What's back?" The spider asked. 

The blonde gasped. "Wait, that beast is back?" Her voice shook as she spoke, hand hovering over her mouth.

The grey one nodded, crossing her arms. "Yep, it's back." 

"Wait, that fucker? Didn't the Angels kill it last year?" The spider questioned, seeming more annoyed than anything. 

"I thought they did, but I guess not." The grey lady growled, her grip tightening on her arms. 

"That can't be. Where would it be for an entire year?" The blonde tried to reason. 

"Hiding, because it's probably got a brain." The grey lady barked back, surprising the other girl.

"I think it's a wimp." The spider teased, leaning on the gray lady, which caused her to growl. 

Alastor was too curious now, and having no impulse control, walked right up to the group and popped his head into the circle. 

"A beast you say?" He asked, causing the three to jump a little. "What is this beast you speak of?" He asked, getting a glare from the gray lady. 

The three friends glanced between each other before the blonde spoke up. "There's a beast that lives outside the town, in the forest. We don't know much about it, except that it's dangerous and probably wants us dead. I don't suggest going to look for it, as it's said that it eats its victims alive." The blonde explained. 

"Wow, sounds interesting. I shall take your warning into consideration my dear." He said, about to walk away when he gasped. "Oh dear! Where are my manners? My name is Alastor, dear." He introduced, holding his hand out. 

The blonde slowly but happily took his hand, shaking it. "Hello, I'm Charlie, and these are my friends, Vaggie and Angel." She introduced, gesturing to her friends. Vaggie didn't look happy, and Angel was fixing his outfit.