Hazbin Hotel x Reader

Sir Pentious x Fem!Reader

Halloween in Hell

October 31st. The only day I can scare demons on purpose and (hopefully) not be punched in the face by them.
Charlie thought it would be a good idea if we celebrated Halloween, even though practically every day in Hell is Halloween. She even managed to get a few demons to participate in it, mostly because they felt sorry for her and because of Charlie's Dad's looming threat that if they didn't participate, he'll erase from this world.

We were all assigned jobs in the event, we were all somewhat involved in pumpkin carving duty since it was a classic Halloween like activity. But, I was on door duty, giving out treats (and tricks!), Husk was manning the bar, as usual and Alastor gathering customers, using his, you know, methods.

Etching a design on the pumpkin, I stepped back to admire my handiwork, it had wide eyes and displayed a horrifying smile, showing off all its expertly sharpened teeth, it looks oddly like Alastor.

I even fixed the door bell so that it would activate a smoke machine and shriek, then I would make the big reveal in the costume that had taken so long to make - a vampire with fangs and all, since we don't really have vampires here in Hell, it was nice change.

I had spider candy and slug marshmallows to give out too, the classic Halloween sweets I guessed. Suddenly, smoke erupted from the front of the doorway as a high pitched shriek followed - Show Time.

I jumped out in front of the figures, yelling at the top of my lungs, as the fog cleared, I realised there was a slender snake with a tiny egg boi clinging to him.

Sir Pentious stood in the doorway, staring back at me as I had this stupid expression on my face. He wore his iconic striped blazer, his bare skin resting against the fabric, displaying a red eye on his chest. His hood was raised because of the shock, his yellow undertone showing with two of his red eyes, the eyes adorned down his snake tail.

It seems as if he didn't bother to dress up, being Sir Pentious was just scary enough.

'Hello Y/N'. Sir Pentious stated in a curious voice, his hat's eye narrowing.

'H-Hi Pentious'.

Suddenly, I felt something clutch my arm and I looked down to see the tiny egg boi hugging me, it had a number painted on its back, it read: 74.

'Is this the girl you keep talking about? Your girlfriend?' It blabbered, not letting go of my arm.

Glancing down at the creature, I smiled sweetly at it, my dimples crinkling:
'Unfortunately not, dear'.

As if Sir Pentious' cheeks weren't red enough, it was a crimson red now as he shakily rose an eyebrow in suspicion,
'U-Unfortunately?'

Laughing in awkward, I switched the subject, 'This egg boi is cute, he's smaller than the others,'

'Ah yes-s-s, he was part of my "failed" experiment, he didn't quite turn out like his brothers, but I suppose, he is rather adorable. He doesn't annoy me as much as the other do'.

Smiling smugly, 'Awww how sweet, he doesn't annoy you that much,' I clasped my hands together as I noticed the egg boi's tear stained face.

'What happened?' I gestured to the egg boi.

'Oh, he gets a bit scared of the Halloween decorations, even though we are in Hell and we see more ghastly things on a daily basis', he smoothed his blazer down.

An idea struck me, a perfect way to show my affection and everything,
'I've got something for the egg boi, give me a moment!' I raced upstairs, leaving them on the door step. Maybe I should have invited them in? oh well.

I gave the egg boi one of my plushies, a fluffy unicorn with a rainbow mane to comfort him,
'If you get scared, you can hug her,'
He immediately hugs the unicorn, a smile decorated on his face, that seemed so genuine it brought warmth to my heart, no matter how much Sir Pentious tried to object to the gift, I insisted.

In an instant, Pentious wrapped an arm around my shoulders and pulled me close. Despite the heaviness in my stomach, it fluttered at the feeling of my body pressed against his. I was appreciative of the simple gesture, though it meant nothing to him, it made my Halloween just that little bit better.
'Ooohhhhhhhhh' The egg boi giggled as the snake quickly separated himself and the egg boi nudged him, whispering, 'You sure that's not your girlfriend?'

'She's not, you insolent egg! Maybe I'll take back that statement of you being less annoying than the others!' Sir Pentious announced, though it seems as if he was feigning outrage.

'You're so mean to me!' The egg boi pouted as Pentious grasped his hand and uttered a swift goodbye to me.

I sighed, my H/C hair fanning upwards before resettling over my eyes, sitting myself down on the sofa, ready for a night of scary movies and such.

(Time Skip to the Evening)

As I roused from a heavy slumber on the sofa, I noticed there was a loud noise emitting from the door.
Knock! Knock!
The annoying sound pierced my ears as I slowly rose from the sofa, weary eyed and eyelids heavy with sleep, I answered the door to see Sir Pentious holding my plushie after wrestling with the egg boi to get it off him.

'Was he not satisfied with the plushie?'

'No she was plenty satisfied, had to fight to get it off her,' He snickered, finding joy in the egg boi's misery.

'You didn't have to do that! It was yours for you to keep!' I said, the unicorn being thrust into my hands.

'With the amount of trouble that unborn chicken foetus has caused me all evening, he doesn't deserve anything,' He crossed his arms in defiance.

'Hey.. Do you maybe want to watch a scary movie with me?'

'Might as well, I am so party pooped from chaperoning that egg everywhere'.

I giggled from his use of terminology, opening the door to the Hotel's lobby as I invited him to sit with me on the sofa, draping blankets around him.

Choosing a movie, we began to watch, the proximity between us getting smaller and smaller till I, unconsciously, was resting on his shoulder.

A blanket of sleep came over me as my eyes felt heavier and heavier. I finally closed my eyes finally sending me into a dreamless sleep.

(Sir Pentious' POV)

Y/N leaned on my shoulder as her soft snores lured me to sleep as I leaned forward, my pulse racing. A small lock of hair tumbled in front of my face, resting just in front of my cheek, but with one swift slide of my thumb, it was brushed out of the way. My lips touched her cheek. Time stopped. My heart came to a halt. My breath hitched in my throat. As I retracted my mouth on her soft skin, a small grin crept onto my face and my cheeks painted themselves rose red. I pulled away silently before being subjected to the curse of sleep.