Alastor's Old Acquaintance

Not a single denizen in Hell has entered the Hotel since it's opening (of a week) and Charlie is getting worried that her idea is a complete failure, until Alastor mentions an old acquaintance of his, that could help with her problems.

Hearth Vida.

What could go wrong?

Hello, I'm the Cult Leader, and I'll be your author in this shit show of a fic!
All of you Hazbean's know which characters belong to Vivzepop, all others belong to me. (unless they're an obvious reference, like Skeletor)
Enjoy my very first fic, my cute cultists!