Every Rose Has its thorn (a Hazbin hotel story)

chapter 5

Charlie looks to the door. Alexander hadn’t come to the Hotel in a few days, which is weird. He loves his garden.

In the few days, Alastor used his weird voodoo magic to keep the garden healthy, but Charlie can tell it’s annoying him.

What if something happened to him?

No, no, he’s probably grounded again. Alexander did say that his Boss grounds him with more chores sometimes. Usually for two days… it’s been nearly a week though.

“Hey, Hun, what’s up?” Charlie smiles hearing Vaggie’s careful tone, the Moth isn’t smiling but she curls her lips up seeing Charlie’s face.

“Do you think Alexander is okay?”

“I mean, probably?” Vaggie shrugs. She admits she’s a little concerned about him, seeing as she knows how much he loves his project. Those plants aren’t going to care for themselves and she’s pretty sure some are going to die without his expertise. She’s worried about him of course, but it might be nothing, so she’s not that worried. “Worst case scenario is that he’s dead, but he doesn’t have grudges with anyone in Hell.”

At least, public ones.

“But still!” Charlie holds her head up on the table. It’s not like Alexander not to call either, she and Vaggie know this as well.

She looks up at Vaggie and the Moth Demon can only smile, guessing what she’s thinking.

Charlie gets up with a determined smile and Vaggie watches as she grabs a book and looks through it, it’s a map book. Vaggie’s not sure how Chalrie still has one when everyone uses their phones nowadays.

But, they both make a silent agreement. They’re going to visit The Note String's Club.

“Hey, we’re going to visit Alexander! Don’t do anything while we’re out!” Vaggie calls out while Charlie puts on his red jacket. Niffty gives a cute salute, Husk doesn’t give a crap, Alastor simply nods from his book. Then Angel jumps down from the stairs in a loud slam.

“Can I come!?” He asks loudly.

“No.”

“Bitch…” Angel mumbles but Vaggie hears it and throws a dagger at him, he yelps when it makes a plunk in the stair railing.

“Vaggie come on! I got directions!” Charlie announces holding a piece of paper, Vaggie smiles as they leave.

The journey to the Club was… interesting to say the least. It’s in the bad side of the City. And by bad, they mean BAD. A higher number of druggies, prostitutes, the works. Hard to imagine Alexander working here.

But, they understood why when they see the Club’s sign. It’s entirely opposite of the surroundings. It appears classy, to say the least.

Both enter and they find a lot of patrons, Charlie’s almost jealous.

Both of them walk around a bit before they decide to sit at the bar. An Orange Spider Demon is serving drinks.

He notices them and he comes over “G’day, what do you two ladies want tonight?”

His accent sounds a little different. It’s like Alexander’s but more laidback. She remembers Alexander saying he’s British and his “mates” are Australian. Is the difference the accent?

“Are you Alexander’s work friend?” Charlies asks and the Spider’s eyes widen slightly and he points at her.

“Charlie?” He guesses and Charlie nods. The Spider finger guns them “And you’re Vaggie?”