Cut: A Hazbin Hotel Fanfiction

Chapter 5

Two days passed by.

In those two days, not much happened. I forced myself to stay in my room and plan, only going out to grab my meals from the kitchen and rush back. There were a few times where the others tried to drag me out, in one of which Charlie slipped into my room and discovered my stash of cigarettes and weapons in the bathroom. Everything was confiscated. I had no one to talk to, no weapons to train with, and no cigarettes. I was quickly nearing my wit's end.

In those same two days, the hotel had found no new patients. It was the joke of the town; demons only arrived to make fun of or vandalize the hotel. No one was worried about the hotel receiving permanent damage -- Alastor usually scared the bastards off -- but still, it felt sort of disheartening. In the few times I had left my room, I would run into Charlie or Vaggie and see the exhaustion on their faces.

So by the time the third day rolled around, everyone was ready to shake things up.

I was wandering throughout the hotel, carefully avoiding the others. I had been fully determined to discover the whereabouts of my weapons and cigarettes, but much to my dismay, they were nowhere to be found. I was ready to trudge back to my room and sulk when Charlie had called a meeting.

Considering I wasn't part of the staff, I wasn't required to attend, but I went anyway. If I had to stare at my bedroom ceiling for another day, I would go insane. There weren't any doubts about that.

I made my way to the front of the hotel, where the others were gathered. They were surprised to see me there.

Angel was lounging on a couch when he spotted me. "Look who's here," he said lazily, lifting his head to look at me. "We practically thought you shot yourself, babe."

I grit my teeth. "It won't be me getting shot if you don't shut up."

Angel held all four of his hands up in surrender. "Jeez, relax. I was kidding." He glanced at the others, nodding his head towards me. "What's up with her?"

Husk laughed roughly. "Take a wild guess," he replied, miming holding a cigarette and taking a puff.

"Watch it, kittycat," I warned. "Won't be just the spider having a bad time."

He straightened, moving away from the wall he was leaning on. "You wanna bet, ninja girl?" He took a swig from his bottle.

Instinctively I smoothed down the front of my jumpsuit. I dropped my hands and glared at Husk. "You can take your bet and shove it up your --"

Charlie interrupted. "Guys," she called, clapping her hands to get our attention. "Let's not fight today."

"Whatever," I said irritably. I crossed my arms and positioned myself facing away from where Angel and Husk were. I heard Husk snicker. I shot him a cold look and flipped him off when Charlie wasn't looking. "Why are we here?"

"It's not like you have to be here," Angel quipped, lowering his head to stare back at the ceiling.

"You don't have to be here either, jackass. We're both patients, remember?"

Vaggie groaned and pressed her hands to her temples. "Charlie, just give Ruth a cigarette to make her stop talking," she whined.

I nodded at her. "I can vouch for that."

Charlie shook her head, alarmed. "Of course not!" she exclaimed, much to the agitation of Vaggie and I. "Her mood is how you know it's working."

"That's obvious," Alastor said, keeping his eyes on his microphone in feigned interest. It was the first time he had spoken. Husk and Angel laughed in response.