~The Second~

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The giganting door opens as I stand there shaking.

"Hello! I'm Nifty!" A small bean says, her one huge eye moving rapidly taking in my appearance, finally landing on the blood spot on my jacket. "Oh my Satan!! Are you okay? Why are you wearing a dirty jacket?! Is that your blood? Where are you hurt? Should I get the first aid kit? By the way I absolutely love your fur!"

Nifty fired off her questions in quick succession, leaving me no time to answer. My attention focused on a slight dripping noise that was following me. "Uhhhhhh.............Thanks?"

She grabs me by the arm and I yelp, leaping back, claws out, ears back and tail twitching. "I'm so sorry!! I guess you ARE hurt after all?"

"Uh, no I'm fine," covering my whimper with a cough. "You, uh, just surprised me is all."

"Oh! Okay then!" I'm glad Nifty is quick to accept my lame excuse. My father taught me never to show weakness. It's the only way I've survived. Dead or alive. I try my hardest to never, EVER show any sort of weakness.

Nifty guides me in, but thankfully doesn't touch me again. I pause at the end of the hallway. The blonde TV girl is sitting in the corner, curled in a ball, the pink-striped spider dude is obviously flirting with owl/cat/racoon man who is drinking furiously. The grey skinned girl is standing over the red demon, her body language showing hatred and I could smell the fear from here. It was almost as intoxicating as the smell of raw power coming from the red demon. Now that I'm in close enough proximity, I can smell anyones intentions. It's pretty handy. Anyway, the red demon is politely placed on the couch, ever calm, and sipping tea. Classy. Where is that dripping sound coming from??

I walk over to the TV girl. "Um hi?"

She jerks up, a huge smile on her face as I'm overwhelmed by the intense smell of.....happiness? It's hard to explain. It smells like a unicorn snuggling with a puppy under a rainbow. "Hi I'm Charlie! Welcome to the Happy Hotel!!!! You are going to love it here!!!!"

I jerk away from her- Charlie's- outstretched hand. "S-sorry, I, uh........"

I struggle trying to find something else to say. For whatever reason, I wasn't able to stay strong in front of her. I felt woozy and light headed. I wondered what was wrong with me. I shook it off, regaining my composure. "Hello Charlie, I'm V." I shook her hand. Strong grip. "I was hoping to book a room. Would that be at all possible?"

"Oh! Of course!" Charlie beamed. "Right this way, V."

"You have wonderful manners my dear," The red demon said, walking up to us. The grey-skinned girl in the background grumbling and slumping on the couch. "Alastor, pleasure to meat you dear. Quite the pleasure."

Alastor shook my hand with no warning, and all my senses went berserk, my ears and tail twitching like mad. I refused to show him it bothered me. He stank off power and ever so faintly of.....Strawberries? Intriguing. "I'd introduce myself but I'm sure you caught the name."

He laughed. "Yes, well, V isn't so much a name, now is it my dear?"

"You're correct," I nod. "However, I prefer to not surrender my name to strangers."

"Ah, but my dear, are we truely strangers?" Alastor's grin grew a little wider as his shoes taped him away.

"So, Charlie, where do I check in?" I turn to her.

"Oh! Right!" Charlie shook her head, as if to clear it of thoughts. "Over here please V!"

She took me over to a reception desk, picking up a clipboard. "Just a few questions, if you don't mind?"

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