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

~The Ninth~

"I think you just about killed your Su talun there kitten," Zain whispered in my ear. I snorted.

"I thought I was imagining it!" Now it's Zain's turn to snort.

"Bitch please,"

"You guys really are siblings, huh Toots?" Angle commented while everyone else was stunned silent. "You're almost identical in personality."

"Darling, what does su talon mean?" Alastor asked, his accent way off as he tried to speak my native tongue.

"Su talun, silly," I laugh, resisting the urge to boop him on his adorable little nose. But alas, I was too busy hugging Zain to death.

"And what does it mean?" Alastor seemed to be getting nervous. Or frustrated. I couldn't tell. One minute he smells like strawberries, the next like power and rage. It's messing with my head.

"Well, where's the fun in that Su talun~?" I mock, allowing my accent to fully enunciate the word.

"Hey, wait a minute," Angle cut in. "I know that accent. I think?"

"It's Irish," Zain said.

"How do you know Irish?" Charlie asked.

Zain and I exchange a quick glance. "Ar cheart duinn banphrionsa a insint doibh?" Zain asks. Should we tell them princess?

"Ni fheicim cen fach nach bhfuil an ifreann," i reply. I don't see why the Hell not. I pause, adding. "Ce, ta se adorable a fheiceail Su talun chomp flustered."

Although, it is adorable to see Strawberry so flustered.

"Please, I'm dying here toots!" Angle complained.

"Jeez, do you want some cheese with that whine?" I threw at him. I untangled from Zain to get some water.

"We know Irish because we are Irish you numb nuts," Zain had officially lost his patience with Angle's annoying tendencies, muttering; "Doigh i ifreann doiteain."

I spray my mouthful everywhere. I mean, who wouldn't when your brother just told you best friend to 'burn in Hellfire'? I laugh so hard I end up crying, clutching my sides and rolling on the ground. "Is doichi go .... mbeidh se bait i .... su oraiste"

I manage to choke out 'He's more likely to drown in orange juice'. Zain, understandably, drops to the floor and joins me in my hysterics.

"Does anyone know what their saying?" Alastor asks. No one replies. After Zain and I recover, we get up and stand with the others again.

"Mar sin, banphrionsa," Zain says. "Tu fein ages an Demon Raidio, hmm?"

So, princess. You and the Radio Demon hmm?

I go red and literally make an 'eep' sound. "Scuab." Shush "Ni focal!" Not a word!

"Ta mo liopai banphrionsa sealaithe," My lips are sealed princess. But then he just had to add 

"For now."

I swat him in the arm. "Ni focal!!" I repeat

He just laughs. "No promises Banphrionsa~"

Even though I knew it means princess, I scrunch up my nose. "That IS annoying. Sorry Su talun. I might think about telling you what it means later~."

I pull Charlie away from the group after seeing Alastor's flushing face. "So.... I want to stay here, at the Hotel I mean....but I am no longer a patient..."

Charlie looked regretful. "I can't-"

I hold up a hand to stop her "I'm not done." I take a deep breath. "Everything I want is right here." I pause to look around at everyone. "So, I'll work for my room. I'll clean the rooms, and do security, and work the front desk. Would that work?"

Charlie though about it for a moment. "Yes. That would work perfectly. What about Zain, though?"

"Give me a moment, please?" I walk over to Zain at her nod. "Oi! Dearthair mor!"

"Yes deirfiur bheag?" I wince.

"Hey, I know you like being called big brother. Don't then call me little sister, or I will kill you," I threaten. Someone cleared their throat, and I realised that everyone was listening to us. "Yes, I'm his little sister, shut up."

"Wow, feisty," Zain held his hands up in a mock surrender. I wilted. "Oh, Valerie....."

I shrug it off. I didn't need to tell him I had to become feisty. He knew that. "Would you be willing to work here, at the Hotel, in exchange for a room?"

"Can't I just stay in yours?" Alastor's head whipped around.

"No. It's mine and I'm keeping it that way," I look at Alastor. "Ciallmhar eile, ba mhaith liom tu a chiceail amach gach uair ba mhaith liom blaiseadh de mo Su talun~"

Zain immediately went beetroot red and left to organise something with Charlie. I laughed, blushing like a madman myself. I literally just told my bother I'd have to kick him out ever time I want a taste of my Strawberry. I want the ground to swallow me.

"I assume that was something kinky?" Angle guessed. I went 'eep' again. "Holey shit! HOLEY! SHITT!"

"SHUT UP CHOCOLATE!!" I yell at him, groaning as the words leave my mouth. Zain yells something about a threesome and I glare at him with my flame eyes. He just widens his eyes and puts his hands up in a surrender.

Authors note: okay, so yes, these are the actual translations. My source is google translate, sorry! like I said last chapter, it really is a dying dialog. Everyone over there just speaks English now, its so sad. 

Anyway, to make thing easier to read and understand, everything thats in Irish or translated from it it in italics, just to make it easier. it was heaps of fun to write this chapter! Probably because I'm just writing shit that my little brother and I would do!  And writing a jealous Alastor/Strawberry/Su Talun is SO FUNNY. I'm laughing my ass off at three in the morning imagining him trying to make sense of Irish.

*~Chow~*