I don't know what to call this. But story/theory for Hazbin Hotel

The thing

Not Charlie X Alastor!

"Oh? Maybe this could help." Charlie said as she looked at a dusty old book. The book was full of spells her father discovered, though never finished. She was towards the end when she discovered a spell that brings the recipient back to his/her past in a miniature universe of their own. It is created by their memories. And with a combination of that spell and another that allows the caster to go inside the other's head. Charlie could possibly help Alastor with it.

The reason Alastor needs help is that after a few months he agreed to help experiment with treatments for the others. SHe copies the pages for both spells and gets to work. She then, before leaving grabbed her coat and texted Vaggie to meet her in the lobby. "So what's on the list?" Vaggie asked. Charlie pulled out a list of items needed for both potions. "We need..."

Chamomile

Lavender

Snake Plant

Golden Pothos

Jasmine

Roses

Candles

African Dream Herb

Dreaming charms

Protection charms

Dream catcher

Melatonin pills

"And hardest of all, an Angel Wing feather." Charlie explained. "Luckily your dad is Lucifer." Vaggie pointed out. "Ha, yeah. Anyway. Here we are." Charlie said as they both stopped at a store. 'Voodoo, Hoodoo, and things.' read the sign. "Looks off..." Vaggie commented to her girlfriend. "We're in Hell. What do you expect?" Charlie replied back. "You have a point." Vaggie sighed. Charlie then opened the doors, which caused a bell to go off. Which in turn alerted the owner. "Welcome!" Cried an old woman from the back. Walking out, both saw that she was quite short. Even shorter than Lucifer himself. "How may I help you?" Said the woman as she stood on a stool. "Uh, yes. Can we please get these items that are on the list?" Charlie asked as she gave he woman the list. The woman took the list and looked over it. "Yeah. This is easy. Give me a second." She stated as she hoped off.

After some minutes the woman appeared once again with a bag full of supplies. "Here ya go." She said as she handed her the bag, but then took it away. "$345." She said as she motioned with her hands. Vaggie groaned at the price and Charlie just brushed it off. "How about this?" Charlie asked as she handed the woman a piece of metal with the family crest on it. "Oh! I didn't realize. $130, then." The woman corrected herself. "Deal." Charlie said as she handed her the money. Charlie grabbed the bag and Vaggie opened the door. "Nice doing business!" Charlie yelled as they both exited.

A couple of hours later, both potions were ready. Now time for the subject, Alastor. "Hey, Alastor!" Charlie yelled, knowing the Radio Demon was nearby. "Yes Dear." Alastor chirped. "I need you to lay in a bed and drink this." Charlie explained to him as she gave him the potion. Alastor gave a confused look at the Princess but went along with it. He then popped them into an unused room. "Like this?" Alastor asked before he drank it. "Exactly!" Charlie gleamed. Alastor swung around for a bit, before lying down. "Am I suppose to feel this way?" He asked, looking drunk. "Yeah. It should only be a little side effect. Now just go to sleep." Charlie replied with a hum. Alastor started to fall asleep, with the Princess sitting nearby. After five minutes, he was fully asleep. When Charlie was sure he was asleep, she herself drank her potion.

When she woke up, she was in a place she didn't recognize. She wondered around for a bit until she reached what she assumed to be a parlor of some kind. Sitting in a chair, reading a newspaper was a man she also didn't recognize either. Jazz music filled the room from a radio above a fireplace. The man looked up and towards Charlie. "Ah. There you are, Dame. Feeling better?" He asked Charlie. Charlie recognized the voice. It was Alastor. "Alastor?" She asked, making sure. "Hm? What's wrong Gal?" Alastor asked. "Did your fever rise again?" He then asked, standing up. He then walked toward Charlie and put a hand on her head. "I don't think so... Why don't you just sit down for a bit Minnie" Alastor said as he ushered Charlie to a nearby sofa. 'Minnie?! Maybe he is confused.' Charlie thought. She was then snapped out from her thoughts by a warm blanket gently put around her. "I made some soup earlier, would you like me to warm it up?" Alastor then asked, putting his hands behind his back and smiling. "That sounds lovely Al." Charlie responded, testing him around. "Alright! It will take a few, so just sit." Alastor beamed. He then left the room.