Hazbin Hotel Oneshots

Baxter x reader

This was requested by this lovely person: BEyeStrings. I decided to do both Baxter and alastor but different one-shots, Please enjoy!!

(Y/n) pov

Baxter and I have been friends ever since we were alive. I helped him with his experiments and he helped me a little with my machines. The day he got on the titanic I had a bad feeling but I didn't say anything. when I found out that the Titanic sank I sunked (get it...no, ok) into a deep depression.

A couple of days later a big flood came through the city I was living in and I was in my basement working on a machine. The water lapped to my knees as I was working on the machine. The water was coming in so fast that I couldn't escape. The water touched the machine and I got electrocuted.

When I arrived in hell. I was confused as hell about where I was. I noticed that I was wearing an (f/c) jumpsuit and my skin color was a light (favorite shade of blue) and I have fins on the side and back of my head and I also had an esca. I saw a sign that said, "WELCOME TO HELL!"

So I was in hell, cool I guess. I walked through the streets of hell when I found an abandoned house. I searched through the rooms and found nobody. so I fixed the doors and walls. When I finished I started to get tired and found some (f/c) shorts. I changed into shorts and I didn't put on a shirt because I didn't want to. I made the bed and fell asleep.

             (Time skip to when the happy hotel was made)

I got a job at the "Happy hotel" and I run the front desk, fix things, and still make machines. when we came back from the interview it was really awkward.

Vaggie: *throws herself on the couch, facing the wall* Ugh!
Angel Dust *rummages through the fridge leaning by the wall and grabbing a box of Popsies.*
Angel Dust: Eh, it's probably a good idea to get some actual food in this place. Y'know, to feed all the wayward souls you got in here! Ahahaha! Ahaha...! eh... ah...
Charlie goes outside to call her mother. She comes back inside after a while.
All of a sudden a knock was heard from the door
Charlie: *contemplates on whether or not to open the door but decides to open it anyway*

Alastor: Hel- *gets the door slammed on him*
Charlie: *looks to the side for a brief moment before opening the door again*
Alastor: -lo!
Charlie: *slams door against his face once more* Hey, Vaggie?
Vaggie: *annoyed* Whaaaat?
Charlie: The Radio Demon is at the door!
Vaggie: *sits up* What?!
Angel Dust: *takes out the popsicle from his mouth* Uh... who?
Charlie: What should I do?!
Vaggie: Uh, well, don't let him in!
Charlie opens the door ignoring vaggie
Alastor: May I speak now?
Charlie: You may.
Alastor: *reaches a hand out* Alastor! A pleasure to be meeting you, sweetheart! *pulls Charlie towards him* Quite a pleasure! *lets himself in* Excuse my sudden visit, but I saw your fiasco on a picture show, and I just couldn't resist! What a performance! Why I haven't been that entertained since the stock market crash of 1929! Hahahahaha, *plays with his mic staff* sooo many orphans...
Vaggie: *holds a harpoon towards his chest* Stop right there! Cabrón Hijo de perra, I know your game and I'm not gonna let you hurt anyone here, you pompous cheesy talk show shitlord!
Alastor:  Dear, if I wanted to hurt anyone here... I would've done so already!
Alastor: No! I'm here because I want to help!
Charlie: Say what now?
Alastor:  Help! Hahaha, hello? Is this thing on? Testing, testing!
Alastor's Mic:                       IWell I heard you loud and clear!
Charlie: Um, you want to help? With...?
Alastor: This ridiculous thing you're trying to do! This hotel! I want to help you run it.
Charlie: Buuut... why?
Alastor: Hahaha, why does anyone do anything? Sheer, absolute boredom! I've lacked inspiration for decades. My work became mundane, lacking focus,  aimless! I've come to crave a new form of entertainment! Hahaha!
Charlie: Does getting into a fistfight with a reporter count as entertainment...?
Alastor: Hahaha! It's the purest kind, my dear: Reality! True passion! After all, the world is a stage and the stage is a world of entertainment.
Charlie: So does this mean you think it's possible to rehabilitate a demon?