𝗕𝗮𝗻𝗴 𝗕𝗮𝗻𝗴 (𝖧𝖺𝗓𝖻𝗂𝗇 𝖧𝗈𝗍𝖾𝗅 - 𝖧𝗎𝗌𝗄)

「02」Home Sweet Home

You flicked your tail, looking up at the large building. It was an impressive size for such a shit job. Last time you checked, Angel Dust was the only guest resident there. Up until now, that is.

You knocked on the door, waiting for entry. Fingers brushing through your bangs, you fixed your posture, making sure you were presentable.

Sure this was Hell, but you weren't raised by a bunch of sickos. The only reason you're down here is because of the mess you chose to clean up in your hometown. It was small and quiet, but full of snobby and corrupt people.

With a click the door opened. You looked down, seeing a small and pretty adorable demon. They dressed in a small dress, their hair messy but fit with their large eye.

"Hello, I'm Niffty!" She smiled, waving her hand. "Are you that rodent she was talking about? You're not as messy as I thought."

"Pardon?" Your ears folded back as she examined ever inch of you, grimacing at the holes in your jeans. "My friend Angel Dust invited me to stay, claiming that you have a room open?" It took a lot of effort not to whip her away when she lifted up your shirt.

"Yes ma'am!" You looked towards the sound of a familiar voice. He strutted over, his upper arms offering a hug and the lower hands resting on his hips.

"Angie!" You smiled back at him, rushing inside and greeting him with a hug. "I hope they didn't lecture you too bad?" You pulled away, giving his arm a light and playful punch.

"Hah! They only gave me an earful of jealousy!"

"JEALOUSY?!" He let out a huff as some other demon strutted over, the bow in her hair replicating a demon's horns. "IF IT WASN'T FOR YOU, CHARLIE MIGHT NEVER HAVE FOUGHT THAT SNAPPING COCKROACH IN THE FIRST PLACE!"

"Yeah yeah, whatever." He pulled you away, shoving you towards the bar. "Husker~ Help us out, yeah~?"

The cat demon behind the counter glared at the two of you. "I don't like rats, Niffty takes care of rodents."

You opened your mouth to give him a passive aggressive complement, but instead was cut off by a ding.

"That should do it for that one!"

Biting your lip, you took a deep breath, trying to remain calm. The dots started connecting in your head as Alastor and Charlie exchanged words with each other.

Angel meant him when he said 'Strawberry Pimp,' which would explain where all of this fancy stuff is coming from as Angel always complained about it being a dump. This means Charlie made a deal with Alastor, didn't she? Poor child just made the second worst mistake of her death. The first one was this place.

"And Angel-" Charlie cut herself off, finally noticing you. "Oh? Hello! Welcome to the Happy- er- Hazbin Hotel. I forgot we changed the name." She smiled awkwardly, sticking out her hand in greeting.

You smiled back, shaking it. "The name's Y/n! My friend here said that you guys have some rooms open and I need a place to stay. Think I could take one?"

"Depends on if you can work." Alastor stepped in, staring down at you. His radio aura caused the air to have a slight vibration, putting pressure on to your sensitive ears.

"W-Well," You cleared your throat, trying to remove the stutter. "I'm good at cooking and decorating?"

He hummed, holding his chin and shrugging. "Very well, you can be employed as a chef and a part time decorator for events." With that he spun on his heel and walked off.

"Is he always that intimidating?" You chuckled at Charlie, feeling your ears finally relax.

"Yeah, but I think it takes time to get used to." She laughed back, rubbing her arm and heading to another counter. "This way and I'll get you signed in!"

You nodded your head, scurrying after her with Angel following. While she searched for the paper work, you took the moment to look around.

It looked kinda like someone who just moved in, with heaps of empty boxes laying around and empty space that needed to be filled. Freshly kicked up dust sat in piles that Niffty was frantically trying to clean up, that cat was getting wasted behind a green counter, and that girl from before was nowhere to be seen. Alastor was gone too. Is this place really that big?

"Here it is!" You turned your attention back to Charlie as she slapped a paper and pen on to the counter. "Just read through it and let me know if you've got any questions! Sign on the red line at the bottom and fill in the blanks."

With that, she walked away to tend to other things, leaving you to fill out the form with Angel.

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Name
Y/n L/n

Pronouns
She/They

Type of Demon
Mouse

Contact Info
XXX - XXX - XXXX

By agreeing to this contact, you understand that you are going through rehabilitation while staying at the hotel. Your choices and decisions will be monitored and there will be different effects based on your actions. You may also leave whenever you so desire.
(Some fancy pants signature that I don't have enough talent for)

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You huffed, plopping down on the bed. Room 420 was naturally already taken by Angel, so you were forced to take the one above him. Room 520 was now your home sweet home.

It actually wasn't half bad. It was a great size for you, with a queen sized bed and a nightstand on each side, a closet that still had room to fill, and a lounging area to live in. Compared the poor conditions of the main floor, this place was great. And this shit is free too, so long as you act right.

Now, instead of some kind of helping hand to a mob boss, you're a chef in for shit show Hazbin Hotel. How fucking exciting, can't wait to hear loads of bull from others. Or even worse, what rules they'll force you to follow.

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Hello Hello!

I got the first real chapter out-
wOoOo

Reader will have mostly she/her pronouns but I'll fit they/them in too, to try and include as many sinners as possible.

I wrote this while listening to my sister argue with my dad and grandma over car insurance. While going insane I considered possibly starting a discord server but eh.

Okay bye-