Husk Can't Catch A Break (Husk x every dude I can think of in Hazbin)

Chapter 2: Alastor

Alastor strolls around the streets of hell scaring demons who know all too well of this monster of a demon. He's wanting to go over a new location and make a new recording for his radio show. Searching for a new place to wreak some havoc. He stumbles upon a rather large casino, perfect! He strolls inside, and before anyone notices he is there he blocks off the entrance, examines his surroundings, and starts recording.

"Greetings denizens of Hell it is I, the one and only Alastor!"

People hear his voice and quickly realize who he is, people see the doorway has been blocked off and begin running as result. Panic insueing inside the casino near instantly.

"Today, we shall cause a bit of a scene in this here random casino I have found, who owns this location? I have no idea! Who's visits regularly here in this joint? Unknown to me also! It all boils down to the simple fact that I don't care!" He starts a quick transformation into a horrific beast, "Let's have one helluva time with it shall we?"

Suddenly he charges in, shadowy creatures swooping in and attacking the slightly innocent bystanders, tendrils appearing everywhere and impaling, crushing, or striking anything and everything within its proximity. Alastor searches for victims killing, and eating anything in sight. After a few minutes of this minuscule genocide, Alastor searches for his new prey, and sees in the distance, a male cat walking towards him. He freezes, not knowing exactly why, but he does but, he doesn't feel any sort of fear or nervousness, no, but an odd warmth blanketing over him. He sees the cat wandering over, and with an impressive display of bravery, spreads his hands out revealing his chest, bracing himself for what's about to happen next, an easy kill. Alastor walks over to the ballsy cat thinking in his mind,

"Such a simple kill, I admire your bravery."

After a few seconds of walking and the more distance he closes between them, he sees himself somehow getting smaller, before he knew it he was reduced to his original form! He panics internally for a few moments and sees that for some his legs are still moving towards him, a wave of thoughts coursing through his head as his legs were on autopilot,

"What am I doing?! Why am I this form?! Could it be the kill would be more satisfying if I do it myself, oh how smart of me!"

He proceeds to summon his microphone and prepares to use it as a bludgeon, he briefly sees Husk's face and makes him lose his track of thought, he hesitates, resulting in his microphone disappearing. Now Al as extremely confused, and a bit scared. He goes over his thoughts again,

"Uh... uh... it's been rather long since I killed someone my bare hands! I just need... one good swing!"

As he get's closer to the cat demon, winds up to punch him, as he goes to swing it all comes screeching down to a halt, then slowly, he comes to the realization that he can barely even muster up the intent to kill him, in fact it was replaced with the desire to hug him, however that feeling was short lived for it was replaced with confusion. Alastor is now internally screaming at himself to do anything, punch, hit, stab, anything, anything that can harm him in any way! After a brief and intense battle with his own mind he does something close to attacking, he puts both of his fingers up his nostrils and blocks the air going through it, a second passes, and then the cat demon staggers back in surprise,

"Wuh, hey! What the fuck?!"

And falls over onto the ground, Alastor stares at him, no idea for his next plan of action. He thinks fast and masks his confusion, panic, and hard to notice infatuation with a feeling of admiration,

"This is new, someone who already know's their fate and wishes to get it out of the way, impressive." Alastor says, keeping perfect composure.

The cat stays there for a few seconds remaining silent, and speaks up again, nervously,

"Well... aren't you gonna... you know..."

Alastor raises his hand and attempts to muster out more murderous intent, the cat braces himself, Alastor however still can't bring himself to kill him, he panics again and tries to make up an excuse,

"Well... uh..." He realizes he can't kill him, he doesn't WANT to kill him, "It seems I cannot..." he fails to improvise.

The cat stares at him confused and speaks up,

"Weird..."

"Indeed..." Alastor says slightly uncomfortable.

The cat seeing as there is no foreseeable threat at the moment, goes to stand up, Alastor figures if he isn't going to kill him might as well have him join his ranks. He reaches a hand out and helps him up,

"Well since I seemingly don't possess any desire to kill you, per chance it's that I take interest in you, who knows it could be destiny that we have met, do you wish to become my friend?"

"... Why not."

They then share a handshake and then Alastor raps up his slaughter, both satisfying his listeners and gaining a new ally, this shall be rather interesting...