"I need to find him" Hazbin Hotel (Alastor X Reader/OC)

~The Seventh~

Once I open the door to the Happy Hotel, I burst out laughing. Literally everyone here stopped what they were doing the second they saw a foal following me. Still laughing, I offer no explanation and head upstairs. Using the elevators so that Ambrose didn't have to struggle up the stairs. I help her get settled and before long, she's laying across my bed.

"So, tonight I'm going out for drinks with Angie, so I'll probably come home piss off drunk," I tell Ambrose, pulling out a cute little black dress from my wardrobe. It has spaghetti straps and offers cleavage. It hugs my top with a small waistline before flowing out and ending just above my knees. "Whatcha think?"

Ambrose, I've found, is actually not a foal, but a demon. Okay, so a demon foal, but still. A person. But she doesn't like to change out of her foal form. She was actually a housewife in the the 1920's. Explain why she smells like laundry detergent. "It's sexy, thats for sure. I like it."

I added 2 inch black heels, my necklace (really my old key on a chain), and some sick make up. I have smokey, dark purple eye shadow to make my bright purple eyes pop, some deep purple lipstick and a touch of blush to my furry face. "Some of my best work," I tell Ambrose.

I head downstairs after a quick goodbye to Ambrose, and meet up with Angle. "Hmmm, looking good Toots."

"Cheers," I give him a quick once over. "You look as....charming as ever Angie."

He just laughs. "Are we ready then?"

"After you," I motion for him to take the lead. He does and before long, we rock up to the Rusted Spoon. I leave his side, rushing to the bar and ordering a bottle of tequila. I'm looking to get wasted.

Angle raises an eyebrow. "Isn't that a little strong Toots?"

I snort. "Bitch please."

The bartender gives me the bottle and a glass, and I go to get us a booth as Angle orders. I like him. His chocolatey scent almost as comforting as Alastor's occasional strawberry. Angle comes and sits across from me with a bottle of whisky, obviously looking to get wasted too.

After an hour or so, both of us are piss off drunk, me more than Chocolate. "How come *hic* are you not as drunk as *hic* me?"

Choco has an arm wrapped around my shoulder and I just can't stop giggling. "Because," he replies. "You're drinking straight tequila! I just got wispy."

I giggle harder. "Whiskeyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!! Not Wispyyyyy!!!"

I'm pretty much in hysterics as someone pulls Chocolate's arm off me. "Hey there hot stuff," it's one of those blue Dino dudes again.

I wave. "Hiiiiiiiiiii." I think for I minute. "Didn't I like.. already kill you?"

He growls. "No. You killed some of my friends."

Chocolate is looking at me weird. I just giggle. "Oopsie!"

Dino moves his hand to my waist and pulls my small frame into his lap. "But that's okay, princess, you can make it up to me~"

Princess. I start crying. Princess. I can hear Him repeat it over and over. I'll be okay, princess. I'll be fine. I promise.

I snap. "NO ONE CALLS ME PRINCESS! THAT'S HIS SPECIAL NAME!!"

In an instant, my eyes are white fireballs and my claws are ripping his head off. Sliding off the dead Dino's lap, my eyesight goes back to it's normal focus, and my claws are retracting. I only got his blood on my claws and a little of my hand. I giggle. "Hey V.... Maybe we should head home now?"

"Hmm? Oh, if you want to Chocolate!" I follow Choco as he climbs over the body.

"What? Why am I Chocolate?" He asks, his arm around my shoulder again, guiding me outside.

"Because you smell like chocolate!" I say matter of factly. "That means that you won't hurt me!"

"Whaddya mean Toots?" I'm dancing around now, and Choco is just watching me, smiling.

"Your whaddya call it? Inscent! No." I stop dancing and scrunch up my face in thought. "Intent!! Thats the word! BAM! I'm a genius!"

"And am I your favourite?" Choco fluffs up his man-floof.

"No, silly!" I giggle. "Choco will never beat Strawberry!!"

"Who?" Choco asks.

"Strawberryyyyy! He's the best." I spin and face Choco. I gasp. "Choco! I think I love Strawberry!"

"Toots, you gotta give me more to run on?" He says, picking me up and caring me bridal style.

"Strawberry! I wanna pet his ears!" I sniff and start crying.

"Woah, woah, Toots! What's wrong?"

"Oh Chocooo!" I wail into his man floof. "Wha f e don ov m?"

"What?" He says putting me down and looking me in the eyes.

"What is Strawberry doesn't love me?" I wail. Choco hugs me tightly.

"Aww, Toots," he picks me up again, letting me shove my face in his man-floof again. "If he doesn't love you, than I'll love you? Deal?"

I giggle. "Eel!"

Choco carries me back to the hotel and nocks on the door. I refuse to let Chocolate go. "Angle? What's wrong with this charming demon bell?"

I bolt up, making Choco stumble backwards and drop me. I land on my feet, before launching myself at the other demon there. "STRAWBERRYYYYYYYYYYY!"

Choco looks like he's both surprised and about to laugh. He goes for laughter as he looks between Strawberry and me. "This......." He's laughing too hard. "This is Strawberry?"

"I'm.... Strawberry?" He looks at me with a weird look, but I just stuff my head in his chest and inhale the calming scent of Strawberry.

"Yeah, I'm Chocolate," Strawberry starts moving but I don't care. I keep clinging. 

"Hey Toots," I lift my head to look at him. "Don't worry. I won't have to love you."

I don't understand what he means but then I remember out chat before. "Awwwwwww!!!! Are you sure?!?!"

"Yes Toots," Choco laughs. "I'm sure."

"Yay," is all I say and then I burry my head in Strawberry's chest again. "Strawberry."Once we get to my room, I'm almost asleep in Strawberry's arms. He gently places me on the bed, but a refuse to let him go. "Strawberry."

"Yes my dear?"

"Please don't go," I don't want my Strawberry to leave me. "Please.."

"Of course my dear," I settles next to me, his back to me. I reach up and pet his ears. Strawberry abruptly turns to face me. "What are you doing darling?"

"I wanna play with your ears, silly Strawberry," I laugh and reach up and play with them again. He just pulls me by the waist so our bodies are pressed together, and my arms are trapped between our chests. I don't care. I haven't been this at piece since He left me.

"Can you answer me something, my dear?"

"Of course Strawberry! Anything!" I start to close my eyes.

"Why aren't you afraid of me?"

"Because I lo-" I fall asleep mid-sentence.