Chapter 1: Bubble Pop
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Peace and quiet.
Sometimes water splashed or slipped as Archangel cherished his moment soaked in hot water and bubbles. Rubber ducks danced slowly between piles of foam, moving with every flinch of the tail under the surface or flutter of white and red Wings.
Truly, for moments like those he didn't feel that bad about his whole role as a King-
Qua qua qua ding ding
Pale Angel sighed and without looking at the phone reached for it and took to his ear, remembering the reason why he hated that role as well. “Lucifer Morningstar here, who I owe the ca-”
“Hi Lucy” For fuck sake-
“Hi Mickey! I'm busy so call me later, ta ta~ ” Before he could put down the phone he already could hear the voice's stern tone on the other side.
“Rubber duck BATH is not a hard job to survive. Besides, I have a talk with you to make. An important talk.” Lucifer only winced on the loudness of the voice of Michael, finally signing and turning the sound on of the call so it could lay on the side without getting deaf.
“Let me guess~ Last extermination! Your people ruined the whole hotel of my sweet duckling! You're lucky I could've rebuilt it even greater, you sho-”
“YES, yes, quiet.” The King of Hell laughed in his bath, folding his arms behind his neck. “As a ruler of Heaven, put into that role by pops , the leader of the council on my request paid me a visit with a report!”
“No way, Sera didn't hide something from everyone around this time? ” Michael huffed on the comment, not happy to agree.
“Yes, I happen to finally know a bit. And that Adam was murdered ” Archangel growled, making his brother roll his eyes.
“Oh please … His ending up in heaven in the first place was for sure fixed. Plus, he literally asked for it with all that extermination. Who's idea was it anyway? Oh well, he's down here now so no worries for Pops.”
“FOR THE LOVE OF FATHER, IT WAS NOT FIXE- wait, what?” Michael stopped his outburst. Lucifer popped one of the bubbles with a smirk, playing with the foam and ducks this whole time in the background. “How? Your people killed him!”
“Yeah, and he respawned as a demon. Many sinners who died here due to anything not angelic just respawned. He's obviously under my watch, chained from top to bottom . So yeah, I was right this whole time, eat shit Mickey” Said the fallen angel with a smug, squishing one of the ducks with force. The other angel stood silent for a moment to then mumble his answer. “What was that? You squick something there?”
“I said that one of the demons of yours happened to turn into an angel as well. His soul was too old to just now happen in heaven so I had to confirm my guess. Together with his, um, eggs?” Lucifer dropped the toy, staring into the void.
“Michael”
“Lucifer”
“First off, I expect a reward for being fucking right 190 258 years ago, and second, a reward and APOLOGY for my daughter for how your court treated her in Heaven, despite being right-”
“Fine, calm down, you were right, ok? You and your offspring. Emily gave me that information although since Sera is quite afraid- “
“Sera can eat dirt.” He finally stood up, shaking his tail and wings to let the water fall off him. He took up the phone and left the giant bathtub. “She shit under herself whenever there's ANYTHING NOT UNDER HER CONTROL. From what I heard from Char Char, Emily is a good kid so I'm not surprised it was her. Anyway… How is he?”
“Good, under observation, obviously . People are quite interested in him, wondering about his nature aaaand… . The real reason why I called.” Lucifer hummed fondly, putting his phone again on the shelf to in the meantime take a soft rug and continue his routine. “Some angels want to visit that Hotel and see how it works. Some even see hope and want to volunteer to help it, so by that stepping down from heaven.” Lucifer took too much body butter, surprised. Not because people were interested, but because the information got to the public. He corrected the cosmetic portion and started to butter his legs, putting one hoof on the stool in the bathroom.
“Well, marvelous information you give me, brother, but!” Lucifer straight up before changing hooves. “What on the council?” He could hear Michael sigh as he got back to his task.
“Sera is highly against it, especially since Emily wants to visit as well to see the place and - well - Hell itself. But most of the council is surprisingly keen on that information! Well- More on the hey we can redeem souls, more for the Heaven kind of stuff, but yeah. Emily already thinks about how to even handle it from Heaven, as she noticed it's hard from day to day to magically appear in Heaven and no one wants to spit on you or kill you. Some therapy centers of sorts to reconnect with more civilized souls.” A splash of water could be heard on the holy side, making Lucifer keen an ear.
“Someone else in the bath?” Giggled the hellish angel, making another scuff.
“We had the same routine for eons, you think how did I know about your bath- Don't change the subject! Ugh!” That made Lucifer burst into laughter.
“OK, but will you let them visit the hotel? Obviously under protection in the spots away from it and all”
“Well I go with them” Devil slipped on the wet floor, hitting it hard, without any damage, besides on his dignity.
“Excuse me, in the name of Father, WHAT?!?” Fire of his roared, more out of shock than anger. “You? Your Highness of the highest parts of heaven? Too holy to be more sitter by the ash of hell? You go down here?!”
“Why are you so surprised?” Michael sounded genuinely confused.
Because you never took a step down to see- Lucifer stopped his thought, not even speaking it out loud. Instead, he corrected his throat and smirked. “Ha! A puddle will go down to dirt himself out of curiosity! Good one! Very well then! When would you want to visit?” He could hear his brother resist the irritation winning over him to just sigh and continue their talk.
“In two weeks? We will have time to prepare, as well as your offspring and her staff. 11 am, Monday. Sounds good?”
“I think so, but let me discuss it with Charli-”
“If there will be any inconvenience, just call. Ok? Ta ta~” And his brother dropped the call, making Devil fall into a cold sweat, texting Charlie in no time about the needed meeting today.
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“Wow” Angel Dust spoke up first after everyone slowly decoded the whole on-one-breath-rant about the whole talk with Michael. “Pentious got into the heaven!” Spider stood up looking at everyone on a call, as well as hugging each other in excitement and happiness. Lucifer watched them all joyful as the only other person who dodged the hugs was the Radio Demon beside him.
“Your Majesty” He started, leaning a bit towards him so his more quiet voice could reach him and only him to not distract others. “As a person who knows the heaven court from the kitchen, as well as Michael, should we joy or fret?” King looked up at Alastor, holding a weak smile.
“You guys joy, me not really…” Demon pat his cheek with the back of his finger before using it to softly lift his head even more towards him, a smile more genuine than his normal.
“Than we fret, understood” Before Lucifer could say something, his company straightened up and walked to the group to calm and understand the situation, already pulling out the suggestions of what to do like if it was another exorcism. Blonde didn’t understand why he acted like that, but he read it as another play on his nerves, brushing it off fast to get back to his more major tasks in Hell. The meeting, after listening, after paperwork, after calls, after interventions, after other meetings, trips, talks, signs, projects, discussions, conferences, work-
His head hit the table below him, waking him up immediately. Satan with Mammon bursting into laughter at the sight. “Wow! I can’t believe that helping out your kid will work you out like that! Kinda lame, mate!”
“Hey, Bel! Have you slipped something into his drink or what?” Mocked the Wrath Sin, turning towards the sleepy Belphegor.
“Me? Hmm… I don’t knoooow… ” She reaches for Lucifer’s wine lamp, sniffing it a bit, until the owner of it snatched it back to himself to down it in one go.
“Woah, you good, LuLu?” Asked Beelzebub, flying to him to lay an arm on his shoulder.
“Michael goes down with some angels to see Hazbin Hotel” Other fallen Angels backed away in surprise.
“And what's the big deal?” Asked unamused sin of Greed, munching his snack, putting his legs on his notes taken while meeting. “Didn't you have meetings with them all?”
“Oh shut up you bag of bugs” Snapped Asmodeus, who was on the other side of Lucifer to comfort him. “Maybe as a hellborn and embodiment of sin, your status and age give you some inside information, but you know shit about heaven. Especially Michael.”
“Prissy Prince Michael…” Said Leviathan, not gluing his face from the phone.
“And who's that?” Before the sin of Lust could get furious on behalf of Mammon, the King stood up and collected his notes.
“Is there anything else that anyone wanted to present or discuss?” His tone was calm, so calm that it was frightening. Everyone stood silent. “Good, then we close the meeting for today. If anyone has something to add or talk about, send it to Astaroth* as always. If needed we will arrange an earlier meeting. I have to go, Furcas** will lead you out of the castle when you are ready. Now excuse me.”
“LuLu, maybe-” Gluttony didn't finish as Lucifer left them throughout the portal. Her 3rd eye opened as her head turned towards the giant spider. “You can't shut up for once, don't you?”
“What did I say this time!? I just asked!”
“Bee, calm down and don't get angry at the idiot” Satan put an arm on her shoulder to get down on the ground finally. “You want to know, fat ass? Michael sits at the tip of the hierarchy in heaven just by the leg of fucking Father God like a damn purse dog. You were wondering why most of us don’t have wings or have wings replaced with something else, since you're supposed to be angels . This asshole fucking CUT THEM THE HELL OFF LIKE A BITCH ASS CUNT THAT BASTARD IS! ” Satan with each curse got closer to Mammon, getting more and more furious, his dark skin cracking up to show lava under it before Leviathan poured water on him to cool down. “I need a drink- I can’t go to sleep tonight sobber with the knowledge that this FUCKING BITCH is going down here- Who goes with me?” Everyone agreed.
Meanwhile, Lucifer walked on the view of the main hall already decorated and neat. It shows that they took to their hearts that as much as he loved his welcome, heaven wouldn’t. Before he could walk Charlie already caught his attention, rechecking the chore list. “Catering, room preparing, extra staff- Dad! There you are! Did Uncle already call? He should appear soon- Is it really needed for him to come first- well obviously, it’s Hell- but he could’ve at least brought someone else from his staff and-”
“Duckling, don’t worry! There is a high possibility that some will come with him, we already have rooms for them, together with dinner and breakfast. My personnel is up and sound if there will be any trouble, Paimon, and his family are on the watch if they pull anything stupid. Let’s not forget that he might want a talk about Adam, but it won’t be your thing to be bothered with.” He walked down the stairs as his daughter trotted behind him, his face hidden from her by the hat.
“Dad…” She tried to say something, laying a hand on his shoulder to comfort him, but yet he turned towards her, being now the one who laid the hand on the arm.
“Sunshine, I’m the King. I take care of stuff like that, so don’t worry. You have a Hotel to promote and defend. Together with guests!” He smiled at her, standing behind the door of the hotel. He checked his pocket watch and motioned towards her so that they could start.
“Ok, everyone!” Princess clapped her hands to bring the stuff close. “The St. Michael will come in a moment through a portal leading from the top of the first stairs, let's better prepare before it!”
“Yeah it will be nice to see that big entry!”
“Yeah like dad said!” She looked at others who were in rather shock. Princess wanted to turn towards her father, who seemed to be a bit lighter and blueish? Behind him closed a ring of a portal, same as her father's, just now noticing not one, but two top hats. One with golden feathers and pure bluish green Apple and other with normal golden snake and red Apple. She took a few steps away in surprise, noticing now two almost identical figures like 2 sides of the same medal. The other angel's arm hugged from behind the tense Devil, visibly at the edge of burning alive, judging by his red eyes. The copy of their king's golden cheeks smiled with amusement as his halo, fused with the ring of his hat, shined brightly over his face, making him truly Holy.
“You said you will enter from the stairs”
“I sent you a message moment before entering, you should've checked it”
“Don't you know that it is inappropriate to make last minute changes?”
“Like you in Heaven?”
“Anyway- Everyone! Let me introduce you to my twin brother, St. Michael Morningstar. Angel of… Justice- A-And second in command of Heaven… Right after Father God” Lucifer slurred through all the titles he dared to say, constantly wincing and tensing due to an arm around his back.
“You forgot about something-”
“Please be respectful towards him and treat him like a guest. Welcome to Hazbin Hotel, brother” King of Hell slurred, finally taking a few steps away from him to better motion towards the whole. “I'd like to introduce you to my daughter, Princess of Hell, founder of the Hotel and your - very much deserving respect- niece, Charlie Morningstar!” It was a turn of the red cheeked to lay a hand on the back of his brother who only rolled his eyes on how his brother acted and smiled towards the princess, tense but smiling like everyone else in the room, giving a hand to shake her uncle.
“I'm very honored that you visit us, as well as see hope in our Hotel and at the whole project, Sir!” His gloved hand was delicate in touch, but once he gave the firm shake, it was the princess who was thrown up and down as the shorter man chuckled.
“Nice to finally see my brother's offs pring, I mean daughte r-” Some eyes of the gathered demons darted towards Lucifer's hand, cleaning itself from ripped off baby blue feathers, to then come back to its place.”-and finally see that sweet cheeky smile in real life! I'm still unsure about it all but I hope to be amused. And please, as I'm your family, you can call me uncle!” He smiled softly, even though trying to not show the itch that he had in the back as his niece chuckled awkwardly and corrected her throat.
“Of course sir- I mean Uncle! Let me introduce you to others!” She motioned first to the fallen gray angel, red like plum in a saluting stance. “This is Vaggie, our head of security, advisor, as well as my girlfriend!” She laid a hand on her shoulder to yet at least calm her a bit.
“Oh you like girls? Finally someone with fine taste I see!” He chuckled softly on his own kind joke, turning towards the ex soldier. “So you're the fallen angel soldier I heard about?”
“Yes sir! It's an honor to meet you sir!”
“Brother gave me an inside for the reason of the fall, my soleem apology for the missbehave of that soldier. Even if she wasn't under my direct command. But I'm glad you feel at home here.” He smiled softly, making Vaggie nod her head sporadically, not knowing what to do in the presence of an Archangel other than Lucifer. Speaking of the Devil, he made a known eye contact with the next person in the introduction, seeing how irritated the much taller figure is and how he was now regretting even a thought before their first meeting that he might be like his twin.
“And this is Alastor! Host of our Hotel!” Angel barely gave his hand to shake, before it was snatched in a strong grip, shaking the shorter man much rougher than he did before Lucifer.
“Hello! Pleasure to be meeting you! Quite a pleasure~!” When Michael tried to collect himself, the radio demon took a handkerchief and pulled his glove off before giving them all to Nifty, reaching for a spare glove. Tall deer smiled more genuinely, seeing the King of Hell silently losing his mind on his behalf in the background, using said smile to continue the talk with his brother. “I bet you will love your stay sir and will see that we can make everyone redeemable! Our guests are now in their soleem spaces of relaxation besides of course our longer patron over there, Angel Dust!” He said pointing at the pink flirty spider. “But where are my manners~! Let's give the princess the honor of showing you all the miracles of our complex! Here for example is -” Lucifer looked how the 4 of them drifted away before they finally disappeared. Like out of instinct his wings sprang loose and he took a step towards the bar, Husk already keening an ear with Angel, waiting for a drink or two.
Chapter 2: Short Long Night
Summary:
Something before the sleep to take care of
Notes:
Since English is not my first language, i tried to make it grammatically a bit better than before...? I hope it‘s at least better, but oh well! Enjoy!
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
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“And here start quarters for you and other guests coming from Heaven tomorrow! You must be tired by now, so we will end our trip for today! Or maybe you have a question or two?” Bubbled Charlie towards Michael. She found in him some of her dad's mannerisms, giving her more confidence in the talk. He seemed as isolated from others as Lucifer, but in a way as if he was an alien meeting human culture. It made her smile with a silent giggle how he looked questionably at the objects and designs around, even testing the water with a few things in the hotel like an interested cat. She never saw any depictions of her dad before falling to Hell, wondering what coloring and sense of fashion he had. And if same as Michael.
In the book made by her parents, characters are silhouettes, but even there Lucifer had a visibly different sense of style. More like his twin. With a long dress, golden accents, and so on. She liked the contrast between them with her dad's puffy pants and sleek shoes to her uncle's puffy sleeves and sleek, long cuffs. She just now noticed that he even put on a pair of gloves, maybe unsure of the nature of the building.
Or the dormant, as he grabbed his white gold saber, used like a cane, constantly tighter whenever a demon was jumping out from spaces. Sometimes just an employee left the room after cleaning, sometimes their other guests left the room to then back away in fear and confusion. Vaggie mainly took care of calming them down, even if they said it was ok and they could get used to super powerful presence appearing out of nowhere in this hotel. Some even after shock stood up and started to ask questions about Heaven, which, to Charlie's surprise, made Michael surprised as well and unevenly explained a thing or so like well we have different lighting in Heaven. She got so many ideas due to that for those upcoming days and oh it would be so exciting-
“Ohohoho~ Charlotte, it's perfectly fine! You explain it all so well that I expect tomorrow's continuation will answer all my questions! Ah- well, besides if you had any issues with pocket dimensions in rooms?”
“Aww, thank you, Uncle Mickey! And they are perfectly fine if they don't influence other rooms. Dad has few in his workshops for weather and better lightning for his work, while-”
“Well sir, why do you need a pocket dimension for such a short stay? Does Hell design don't fit you? Or perhaps it's the weather?” Princess's face froze in a still optimistic and cheerful face, while her body was covered in cold sweat. Of course, she forgot about Alastor walking with them, he was dead silent this whole time only giving a jazz ambient. “Maybe the air stings your holy lungs? We can get you something more prissy like canned air.” He smiled brightly, but looked challenging, at an irritated Arcangel.
“You have a problem, demon? Shouldn't you speak with respect towards me?” Michael's eyes sharpened, fixing his hand more on the hilt.
“Hmmm… Nope! I have my free will, so I can speak what lies in my he~art .” Radio Demon's grin got even wider, happy with the bull's eye shot of his needle. Proudly, he spun his cane, walking past them towards the elevator. “But what can I know, you angels had it from the beginning! I have to go make a late-night broadcast, I hope your stay will be fine, sir~” Elevator dung, letting the Leader of Heaven shoot daggers with those golden-in-baby-blue eyes at him from a distance. Silence stood before the last sounds of existence after Alastor stopped, Vaggie being the first to speak.
“My sincere apology, sir! Alastor is an asshole, he tends to start an acquaintance from insulting to then accepting the presence in his area! He just must get used to you”
“Yeah! He's kind of like a cat. First scratch, then sit around!”
“Exactly!” They both looked at him, worried about his answer. Especially since he still watched the elevator with a frown.
“U-uncle?” He finally turned towards them with no grudge in his eyes.
“Ah- I will bat an eye on it then, but I will inform my brother about his misbehavior. I hope he won't talk like that to other souls and angels from heaven. Please, make sure he will be nicer to them. As I have tougher skin, that others have not so much .” Said Michael, opening the door with his tag on them. “Also, I'd like to mention that your rooms are surprisingly really cozy- In heaven everything is too cold in design for my liking…” He said while looking around, happy to see his baggage already in his room.
“Well, Dad designed them, together with the building so I wouldn't be surprised. He makes the most comfy places in Hell. He likes warm maximalism” She smiled with a chuckle, giving a soft wave and closing for him the door. Angel watched as they closed with a click.
Leaving him alone.
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“He seems nice!” Said cheerfully Charlie, standing with her girlfriend in the elevator. “I feared it would get worse.”
“Well… He's Heaven's hero, so I'm not surprised that much. Every fighting angel wants to be just like him. Strong, fearless, but kind and patient.” Said Vaggie with passion, still a bit tense. Her girlfriend chuckled leaning over her shoulder.
“Is St. Michael, your idol from Heaven?” Feathers of the fallen angel puffed in embarrassment, making her look to the other side.
“W-well, he won many battles against darkness and evil, so from authority he's Number One of the fighting legions of Heaven.” She explained it awkwardly, a bit losing the excitement as she remembered how that darkness and evil ended.
“Um… Charlie? How much do you know about St. Michael? Or just- Heaven.” Moth angel finally asked, a bit worried.
“Hm… Well, no one from the family mentioned him outside business and work ever, besides that he's dad's brother. About Heaven is to never trust angels and so on and on… But besides Sera, Adam, and other exorcists so far no one from there was as bad as they said. Maybe Uncle Mickey is fine as well? Why do you ask?” Hell Princess looked at her worried, and before she got an answer, the elevator finally opened to the lobby, letting them see the bar on the side. It made them both stop in their tracks. Lucifer showed two very drunk men his magic tricks with silly characters like a puppet show. He was tipsy, but for him, an Arcangel, it means he drank as much as they did.
“Oh, hiiii~eya Charlie! Your dad has so many wi~ld stories~” Mumbled Angel Dust, laying his head on the counter as little golden pigs danced on his head and back, playing chairs to a song played on tiny golden trumpets.
“And you should finally stop drinking… Husk, buddy, stop that nonsense.” Said with a chuckle the King of Hell, sipping his drink on the side. Cat didn't speak a word, pouring just another drink. He tried to take a swift, but he felt sick to the point of just putting the glass on the side and running to the toilet. It was… An odd picture, putting into the factor that Husk had a rather strong head, and even better control of his drink. Charlie chuckled awkwardly, coming closer to the bar.
“Hey, um… Maybe you guys will stop the party and get some rest, ok? We have a big day tomorrow! Right, dad?” She glared at her father, still smiling, as Alastor advised her. He nodded agreeably and jumped off the stool, suggesting his shoulder to the fellow white demon to hold on. Spider wobbly used the offer, with his lower arm trying to hang around his shoulders, brushing by the way his back, angel tensing by the act.
“Oh I'm so sorry-”
“It's ok. Maybe I will just-” Lucifer without asking took him up bride style, making Angel Dust yelp in surprise.
“Wow. You're strong”
“I'm a King, I have to!” Lucifer chuckled, making a portal for faster travel to his room. “I'll take care of him, but I have some work still for today. Better check him with a bucket and another water.” He said before disappearing behind the ring. Leaving both girls confused about what just happened.
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Michael spread his wings in the room, stretching them wide. They got a bit sour due to being folded so long in not-so-big spaces for him. He's way too used to gothic, open rooms to now sit in Hell like a parrot in a cage. Few feathers fell due to his movements, keening his gaze on them. They might be from his back as he inspected them, stupid Lucifer…
After some gymnastics he got his hand on his own back in the spot where he missed a bit too many feathers for his liking, feeling the itch as he touched it, feeling dips after claws and fresh scabs. Regeneration is one thing but it will heal like a wound for someone lesser in hierarchy, and he needs his brother to fix what he did. He sighed heavily, he didn't want to ask him for a favor. It doesn't sound right to him… But he still has some business to discuss with him before others will arrive, so by the way asking for a fix won't hurt, right? He stretched a bit more before hiding his wings again to leave his room, noticing that his feathers disappeared from the ground.
“Wooooow your wings are as shiny as King's as well!” He almost screamed when a small red sinner popped from his back like the biggest bug the world had seen since pre-Eden. He grabbed his sword as she jumped off, pointing it towards the one-eyed demon. “Oh, and a bad boy with a sword! Ehehehe~ I like you!”
“I'm not a bad boy! I'm a good boy-” He mumbled, a bit sad to be called bad - he straightened up, better holding his saber towards the unmoved creature. “Who are you?!”
“Ow… but you're more fearful than our majesty, not a bad boy… Oh! I'm Nifty! I clean~ And my service too!” She said mischievously, showing off her dust cleaner in one hand and a pack of his feathers in the other. His eyes twitched, not liking her tone and if she was honest.
“Yeah? Then why didn't I meet you for an introduction? Hm?”
“Oh, well Alastor told me I might scare you away and then you would destroy the whole pride wing due to that, but look at you! You are just a bit scared so he was mean this time.” She giggled, making him finally put down his weapon. That seems… understandable. He noticed that personnel and guests coming here for redemption had drastically different weights of their souls. Workers might be here not only for cleaning but as well as for protection so due to the authority of their princess and that deer demon they are rather behaving. He sighed, watching how she continued her cleaning around, dismissing his persona, taking up all the feathers he had lost and didn't notice, as well as correcting his bed and items put around. To be fair she did a better job than his cleaners in the palace. He must ask Lucifer where did they get her-
“Oh right, I almost forgot. Could you tell me where my brother's palace is? I have to talk with him.” She stopped her work, running to him like a bug to talk to.
“Palace is way too far away so he moved here! He might have a portal to it but you will find him here faster than in it. I'll show you his Wing!” Moved here? King living in a hotel?! Before he could decline her offer, she grabbed his hand and took him out of the room. She was so fast and surprisingly strong that he just spread his wings and let her pull him like a kite. They went through many stairs, corridors, halls, and so on where part he saw so far and another part he didn't. Angel didn't even have a moment to focus on them to the bare purpose of what the spaces were before she finally stopped, letting him hit the doors himself, face first. “Here we are!” Nifty said proudly as Michael fell on the ground once the gate to the wing opened.
“Oh! There you are, I was wondering when you will come out.” Said with a smirk in his voice Lucifer, a girl giggling at the scene. “Thank you Nifty for being such a helpful, good soul for my dear brother. Here is your reward.” He continued with a sweet voice, giving the sinner his biggest feather with an eye on it, making her squirm in excitement. The Holy Twin lifted himself, watching the scene with annoyance, together with that demon’s run away. He looked up at his unamused brother, staying in silence for a moment just watching each other before Lucifer with a soft smile lent him a hand. “Come, I already made some tea and apple crumpets. I hope you still like mine.” Michael took his hand with a scuff, but smiled, letting his guard go next to his twin. Gates closed and they walked side by side, King of Hell already rumbling. “I bet that you would like first to see Adam but let better first talk about the new contract. I wasn't the one who made the first exorcism contract so he gave me an inside. Plus since my w- Lilith , it was decades since our divorce, he laughed like crazy when he saw that I still was wearing a wedding ring. What can I say? I like it! One of my best jewelry creations! She took her off even before the divorce, which broke my already sour heart but what can I say? Selavi~ One day, at the tea with Alastor and Rosie, I told them stories about us, and their first reaction was honey. I would have eaten her head on day one in Hell from what I hear but it wasn't that bad! I think. She was many times sweet and many times… Maybe too controlling, but still so sweet, strong, demanding, ruthless, loving, harsh and so happy-”
“Luci, the contract” Maybe Michael giggled, but he took all that into a note for later when he got back to Heaven.
“Oh, right! Since Lilith was the one who made the contract, as the Queen of Hell, Adam made me realize that it wasn't valid since her leaving me. As far as we were together, she was bound to be with me here, but once we divorced she probably still thought that since she had the power, she was still the Queen over here to make the contract continue. But, well, Adam appeared to be not as stupid as I thought, pointed it out, and got a deal with her that as long as he can still lead exorcisms, then Heaven won't find out about that hole in the law. I suspect that you found out about Lilith not being here just now, because Adam mentioned that aspect as well. Together with her selling information for a stay in Heaven.” Said Lucifer with annoyance, looking at similarly pissed Michael, finally reaching his brother's study. It was big, and round, with a tall ceiling and windows showing the view of the city and not further lands, hidden behind clouds of dust, trees, and mountains. The desk stood proudly before them, with a tea service, cookies, quill, and tons of scrolls and paperwork. The King of Hell snapped and a rich, decorated velvet chair moved in front of the desk, awaiting the Leader of Heaven as Devil could sit down in his chair and pour a cup of tea for him.
“I thought we would have apple crumpets?” Said Michael, taking his seat and grabbing the cookie with apple jam.
“Huh? Oh! Right, them. They will be later, and I don't want grease on documents. But they wait with us there!” Said Lucifer, pointing with a palm towards a tea table and sofa with a continuation of his teas and sweets. “Or maybe you want crumpets and more talk before having a contract? I can just take the notepad for it-”
“Maybe we will get to the other things I want to discuss before the whole deal with Adam. Tea cup of tea, cookies while it and many documents. Crumpets will be our night snack.” Said sternly Michael, as Lucifer handed him his teacup, less smiling now.
“Well, I think the new contract about exterminations and so on will be more appropriate to discuss now, since, you know, it's about the lives of my people. And since the council wants them dead, while Father is too busy playing with other world realms and lives, we need yet a better deal where more innocent people will survive, and Adam is quite a key to it.”
“And since when do you care for them? You were never happy leading them.”
“ Well, if you sit here as long as I did you would lose hope at some point, and see them as some beasts. Or, well, when you sit in the palace and let Lilith lead it all as My sweet head is too pure to be bothered with talking to them all , which, like everything else, Rosie pointed out was obvious manipulation and I had pink glasses glued to my head. Damn, Gabriel was right all along… “
“Gabriel hasn't liked humans since day 1. Well- besides Eve, since she was a corrected human.”
“Yeah, he didn't, but Dad still does very much. From what I see, since he didn't make another mass cleanup of Earth. But since Charlie made me open up to meeting more of them I got my hopes back. That's why I want a better contract. You have to agree on that, Mickey. The Exterminations were shit, as you didn't even let some get better, and you didn't want to even listen about changing it or calling off.”
“Hey, it was the council-”
“Which you in theory lead!” Lucifer stood up, hitting the table with a fist. Michael winced, looking to the side.
“Well, you don't have the right to judge me when-”
“Lilith was responsible for the public, I was responsible for politics and other rings. Now I have to take care of both, maybe Charlie will take on Lilith's duties in the future if she wants but never judge my work. As you have a whole fucking council to make your day as easy as you want, I have to deal with quite much on my own. Especially now, thrown to a pile of shit made by that witch.”
“Wow… You finally called her a witch. I kind of waited for you to call her by her name.”
“ OH FUCK OFF, YOU- ” Lucifer walked away from his desk, since he felt fire and ash in his guts bubbling, trying to calm down. He turned away from him, looking distantly through the window. It was hard since as much as he tried to use the breathing exercise from his daughter, he was still tense, heart wild, and on the edge.
“Hey, are you o-” The knock interrupted them both in their thoughts, making them turn towards the opening doors.
Deer ears and horns popped from behind doors before the head as a tall figure smiled, looking at the scene.
“Excuse me, Your Majesty, but I must talk with you. Quite urgent.” Said Alastor calmly, directly looking at Lucifer, taking a moment to correct his hair and vest, giving a soft ‘ excuse me’ to his brother before leaving with the demon. They walked in silence before the Radio Demon didn't open the door to Lucifer's room, tugging at their King.
“What is it about-”
“Lucifer” Alastor said sternly, lifting his chin so they could look eye to eye. “Half of the hotel is heated up, your side. Do you need company by talking with Michael?” He asked with his usual mannerisms, but it felt more nicer and caring than normal, calming him a bit.
“I'm fine, b-besides it's more royal politic shtick shit of a talk, so I feel it's not even appropriate to-”
“Behind the doors, I heard more of a family bickering than political discourse. Are you sure you don't need at least some calming jazz in the back? You were flicking the radio on and off the whole broadcast tonight before he entered.” Lucifer looked away, wanting to hang his head down, but Alastor's other hand patted his head as the one on his chin motioned him back towards him. “Dear…” His smile was small, normally it would probably be a frown. Devil just now noticed that his usual white noise of old radio recordings was playing soft sounds of the forest, together with birds chirping calmingly as the wind moved the leaves and young branches of trees. His gaze softened, as his body felt finally some calm, automatically making his eyes wet, letting it all out. “Turn on the radio, I'll play some favorites at least. Even if some are… Questionable choices in my opinion.” It made the fallen angel chuckle a bit, being granted by the Radio Demon with soft kisses on the forehead, eyebrow, cheek, and soft faun nose.
“Wow, it was the most caring I got so far from you!” Said jokingly king, making the deer Huff.
“You know, I can just slap you on the face if you don't like it.” That made the duck laugh, making the taller man roll his eyes but smile much warmer. “Are you better?” His partner nodded. He hugged him, more in a calm seeking way than a thanking way. Alastor tensed for a moment, not ready for the contact, but it was a moment of surprise. He continued playing with his hair, swinging a bit side by side to lull him into sleepy comfort and calm before letting him continue his business talk.
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Michael got back to his room, after a long discussion catching up on Hell-Heaven topics. Most documents they got through smoothly, but some took way too much for their both liking and some… Are still to get through. When that Deer Demon came back again, deep in the night, with a yet more stern look, Arcangel finally read the room that he probably heard what they were doing and how the air was getting tense around some topics. Since the radio was on he connected one to another that he might be some kind of a Radio Demon. He didn‘t like him much, he seemed so suspicious. Plus he wreaks of blood, murder, and heavy sins. But, well, Michael could have bitten himself on the tongue not once tonight. He always had a too-long tongue that splashed too much than needed, and it showed by how his brother reacted.
So tense…
So stressed…
So much hurt in his voice and eyes…
Ugh, why did they always have to fight? He was meant to protect him, not torment him! He lay in his king-sized bed, mentally adding more things to his heavy guilt jar. He had enough reasons for Lucifer to hate him- bah, he‘s the only one of the sins that even decided to talk with him! He doesn‘t want to lose that contact due to fights, but at the same time, he has all the orders and requests from the council- ugh, why can‘t he be in Heaven still!?! He would have put them all in order, but he-
He needed air.
Michael sat up looking through the window. His flying around would probably scare away many sinners and confuse them, but… Maybe wind up on the roof? He opened the window, wings out, ready to sneak out. He flew up, testing the waters and- ugh -the smell of the air. It‘s for sure something, but he could expect that by Hell. His floor was kind of in the middle so he had no other choice than show off in the air as he flew up. He still felt the itch on his back, but he wouldn't ask Lucifer for healing as Alastor harshly communicated to him, not directly, that they talked too long and that his brother still needed that rest for his good. They didn't even get to Adam! He thought about sparing him all the other businesses but they were yet more urgent than that prick… He didn't like him, the council liked him! Michael reached the roof, immediately sitting down with a huff. A drone flew in front of him this whole time like a fly, not care about it. Lucifer let him know that the Media Demon loved to spy and record everything happening around the hotel like paparazzi. It didn't do anything so far, just stood in the air in front of him, recording as he sat miserably on the roof. He should care more, but he didn't have the head for it, as well as for the black creature forming behind him. Black feathers flew with the wind, making Dron keen for a better shot.
“Michael, I suppose you should sleep, ” Said with venom Paimon, not daring to get to him closer. “Our Lord doesn't deserve any more worries connected with you. Especially Vox making a show out of your glowing ass on the roof of his daughter's Hotel!” Owl King snapped, with a swift breaking the camera in front of them. Angel sighed, standing up again.
“What do you want?” Michael said with not so much tune for the talk.
“To behave, so King Lucifer wouldn't have to clean after you.”
“ Pfff- His turn won't hurt, especially since I was just sitting here.” Paimon grabbed him by his collar, making him look up.
“ No one here likes Angels like you here.”
“And? You were an angel as well-”
“Until you didn't make me fall” His voice was deformed, in a whisper, grudge and pain of his old, painful scars. “Only angels who are welcome here are those who fell due to likes like you. And don't forget that…”
“So why are you here then, huh? Seems like you were guarding me.”
“I guard here with my children before you and other angels who come tomorrow. I don't trust you walking all around my Lord, so don't try anything stupid.” Snarled Paimon, letting him finally go. Michael watched him closely, steadying his breath. He's not welcome here . Something he always feared, thinking about the residents of Hell he used to know.
He used to laugh with Paimon.
The Leader of Heaven stood up proudly, not letting his guard and persona go. “I never planned to disrespect not hurt him”
“Then stick to your plans.” The Owl King finally disappeared, leaving Michael with even more thoughts.
Notes:
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Chapter 3: Tea and Birds
Summary:
Who doesn't love mornings?
Notes:
Studies fixed (almost)
So I can post!
The chapters are getting longer and longer my bad-
Also small bonus at the end
Chapter Text
No…
Please…
Forgive me…
Bro-
Lucifer snapped from the nightmare, looking all around. The soft longing finish of the old trumpet recording caught his attention, before starting another song. The radio was on… He probably had those nightmares longer, and Alastor came to make him calm. He stretched all his limbs up, together with roughed-by sleep wings. He flapped them softly a few times and observed them, touched them. Just to ensure they are there. Such a miracle…
His phone didn't stop buzzing, as more and more texts and messages swam to him like a school of fish. He yawned, not surprised by that, as people could never stop wanting something from him. His blood stood cold, feeling how it tensed into strings of metal as he saw what notifications said. Be strong, you can look through it. He opened first the social media, already seeing that he didn't need to introduce Michael to the public as everyone talked about his twin on the Hotel's roof, together with a very much pissed-off Paimon. King squirmed looking at the recordings, photos, and posts talking all about it. How they commented about it all, already feeling those sharp points on his back. People even tagged him if it was really Michael or not just him in holy form or such, like if they hadn't seen twins before. And they were not that identical! His brother was 2 centimeters taller, with a little bit more toned face. More petite country doll-like instead of his smokey dark eyes and black thin lips. And he has a different hairstyle if they skipped the whole Holy aura of his! Bah, they even had cheeks different! They are very much different! Ugh… Next in line were messages, sins already shitting on Mickey and praising Paimon for sticking to him. Paimon apologized for the scene, with a mention that he couldn't let him sit there bringing way too much attention… Lucifer took a pillow and screamed at it, releasing the stress. He wants to cancel all the meetings, all the hours, just- everything for today. He would rather burn than be seen in the public right now. To look at all those sinners around. You were never made for the closer look dear. Only for a display! Whispered that glamorous, divine voice of a proud woman in his mind. He tried to, he wished to be able to focus on those toons from the 10’s now playing on the radio, but one glance on the once again shining screen, the ploom of a note disturbing him - He will have to meet with Belphegor after all this shit. For now, he has to hold himself strong, since even Azazel messaged him about what circus he has here. He's almost sure that Gabriel even saw that too.
While he prepared himself for the day, by the morning calls everyone first asked since when Michael was in Hell , giving him a bigger headache than needed. At some point, he just stopped answering calls, especially those who called him again after hanging up. There was a reason why he first appeared to check everything would be secret, but no! The public was ready to see angels, they were prepared, but MICHAEL was supposed to be one of the protectors of the angels and not another sensation on his back! Lucifer tried to smile, he learned to smile so long, long ago. Probably he was even sculpted with a grin, but this morning didn't start in a very promising way for him to even make that effort to smile. He always tries to be appealing, but yet dangerous. Respectful, without a flaw for the public to catch on. He wants to be that- thing that would shut their beaks and mouths, too afraid to speak if they feel so open. To be just like-
Last cold face washes before the mask. He looked deep into the mirror. Deep into those tired eyes.
Look at the positives! It's just a day, darling~ They are mere flies, who can buzz… They are annoying, flying right at you, and walking on your shoulder, but do you want to waste your time to kill all the outdoor bugs?
Look out only for dogs.
He opened the door from his bedroom, Astaroth already stood before him with wings spread to hide giant birds and other types of Hell Royalties buzzing like a swarm of distressed bees.
“Lulu, you woke up quite early, to be fair. Do you want the rapport now or after breakfast?” At least he doesn't make a fuzz out of it, knowing his job perfectly. His eyes squint on the view behind the fallen, already forming a good thing or two to say to each today later.
“While breakfast is fine, as long as others won't bother me until I need them. Plus- Why are they in my corridor?”
“MY LORD!” Paimon popped out of the group, Astaroth giving him a pass to get closer, but not too close. “My sincere apologies about the situation from tonight- It was a moment of weakness that I let that stupid electric device record me and that filthy angel… “ Everyone silenced as Lucifer pinched the bridge of his nose, afraid of what would happen next, worried for their king.
“It's ok, it's not your fault. Besides, it was Michael's fault that he left the building, perfectly knowing that today officially Angels from Heaven come down to see the hotel. Could we skip that incident and get to the concrete of today? And please, one at a time, like always. Especially since it's barely morning and I've had little sleep.” It was said with kindness, but they knew that if they flicked or protested, as their King was not in the mood, they would get burned.
Besides his left and right hand, all the royalty after apologies quickly disappeared in dust and shadows, letting them 3 finally walk through the corridor. “Note for the future, don't let them enter my wing without my knowledge.” Murmured Lucifer, Astaroth noted it in his mind. Paimon nodded energetically, keeping the 2 step distance away from his Lord while they walked throughout the corridor, looking all around the space. He wasn't really fond of him leaving his castle for a Hotel , but showing his distaste would mean losing extra points from his King. It was the first time when he walked through that new space of his. Oddly familiar, but at the same time fresh for eyes. It was way too long to fit in the hotel space he gave himself, but the Owl King noticed that he knew almost every door here from the palace, and not only. It finally clicked to him what his King did, trying to start a small talk.
“M-my King, your design and thoughts always amaze me! And the art of mixing dimensions and space! But-”
“Well, thank you! Is there anything else for this morning you would like to tell me or report?” Said Lucifer, already feeling the ongoing concern for him.
“W-Well, not really, but why you choose to live he-”
“Good! Then you can come back to work, I'll call you or send a note if there will be something to do and vice versa. You can go, my old friend~ ” Owl's feathers fluffed up on how he called him, energetically nodding happily.
“YES MY LORDE!” Yelped Paimon before disappearing, letting Lucifer finally sigh in relief. Maybe he knew how to talk formally, but having the other shape shifter for any longer would open Pandora's box of his nerves and he didn't have time and energy for it.
“Would you like my report later maybe?”
“Not really, everyone will be busy this morning here so I need support with that ass… “ Sighed Devil, opening the door out of his wing.
“I'm not that ass … “ Snapped Michael standing before them, waiting by the entry.
“Yeah, you're not. You're a creep if you really stood here, waiting for me. Do you remember Astaroth?” Snarled Lucifer.
“Sera sent him here, fell not so long after Beelzebub.” Sighed angel, remembering a memorable day.
She used to talk with Astaroth the most.
“She snapped my first wings off, yes.” Said a monotonously dark angel, rocking on his feet lazily back and forth. “You haven't changed at all, Michael. Besides having more gold on yourself. Fits your ego.” The Leader of Heaven squinted his eyes with annoyance to then turn on his heel towards the stairs first. “Today for breakfast I suggest going to a tea house downtown, as the kitchen is occupied for guests' preparations. We still can get your breakfast but it will generate unneeded extra tasks this morning. And the staff kitchen is now an extension of the princess's office, holding her paperwork even in a fridge. Princess Charlotte said she will join you both once she gets ready and take care of early duties, other duties leaving to Sir Alastor and Miss Veggie.”
“Wasn't her name Maggie?” Asked Michael, already keen to see at least a bit of town.
“It's Vaggie.” Said Lucifer, happy that he finally could remember the name properly. “Sounds great!” Since it had a really quiet, thick, private garden. “Where is Furcas?”
“Already on the spot, sir.”
“Very well, we will appear there soon. I'll make a portal there so don't worry about the transport part.”
“As you wish, your Highness” Tall fallen angel bowed before crumbling into ash, leaving the twins alone. The Holy One waited for his brother to finally join his side and make a portal but he stared at him with- enigmatic emotion. His throat went dry, chuckling a bit before getting closer to him.
“What? Something happened?”
“Next time be more discreet if you need some air. You generate unneeded havoc.” Snapped Lucifer turning away from him, and walking towards one of the wider walls, making his twin worried.
“Ah- I'm sorry, it was stupid of me to forget that… “ Said Michael, trying to match his speed.
“It's ok, just- be careful, ok? We don't want to scare away possible guests, and just- “ King stopped for a moment, looking as much as he could away from the Leader.
“Just what?”
Don't let them be near you “Don't get into any more trouble.”
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The garden at the tea house was reserved for the Royal Family for this morning, making guests inside gauge their eyes through windows for two angels sipping their teas with sweets. Fine! So be it, they seem amused. The Garden itself was indeed beautiful, but- “Why do plants here eat the birds?” Asked unsure Michael, looking worriedly around little details of nature.
“Beauty of Hell” Mused Lucifer, sipping his tea, trying to focus on the paper stack on his knee.
“And why do you let those birds peak to death these street dogs?”
“Again, Hell ” He repeated himself more clearly.
“And wh-”
“It shows that you didn't even dare to visit Eden when I invited you for picnics there! You, and others from the court, might've known animals from the technical side, but I did from the nature side. I had to on my own hold all the animals at bay, so they wouldn't eat humans. It is a fact that they all loved me, and by my side, they were all kind. Carnivores need their meat from somewhere . And meat doesn't grow on trees, my brother. It's just a circle of life” Mused Lucifer, taking a cookie from a tray, elegantly tapping it from crumbs, and eating it with one go. “Gabriel can spare you a story or two about it all, I just have here the aftermath of worse things that came from evolution. Aaaaand some of my own ideas~” He said, pointing towards big winged creatures passing by in the red sky. How they roared in the distance, in harmony flying and sometimes chomping some birds there.
“Woah…” Angel almost fell from the chair, balancing it to better watch the sky.
“It can breathe fire and acid.” Said with a smirk fallen angel, taking his pen to circle something in the text and give there a note, amused by what his people bring him on the table.
“But why?” His brother plopped back with his chair to the correct position, taking one of the mini sandwiches.
“I was bored, so I played with some dinosaur bones, blood, mud, and so on . They are quite helpful with assassins. And they are cute!” He said mischievously, looking towards one tree where Michael noticed a surprised sneaking sinner, who had already scrambled away, changing his plans.
“But they can't do anything to you.”
“ Fuck, wrong line- Yeah, but if you get tied up or shoved all around 12 times a day when you want to go out it's kinda annoying. And now I am not” The Leader of Heaven looked at his brother, scared of why he talked about it so casually. He gulped, trying to not show his real emotions.
“Well… You gave them free will!” Chuckled angel, sipping his tea.
“Oh don't start about it…” King hid his face in his palm, already ready to leave.
“What? I state the facts” He shrugged, taking a cookie himself.
“Stuff I obviously know . It's annoying, you know that?” Said angrily Lucifer, taking a fork to finally start his strawberry cold cheesecake.
“Why do you always get angry? It was just a tease, you know?” Michael said coldly, putting down his cup to glare at his brother.
“Should I-”
“Hi, Dad! Hi uncle!” Both of them smiled widely, mutually moving the talk for later, seeing Princess popping from between Furcas and Astaroth standing by the glass door leading to the local. They couldn't make a scene in front of Charlie of all people. As it was a routine for Lucifer, putting his mood under his daughter’s needs as much as he could, for Michael, it was something new, but yet so real. She had so much from younger Lucifer that it just hurt to break to what they had now . “Sorry I'm late, it was hard to get through the town today.” She hugged her father and nodded toward her uncle, not sure if he accepted hugs as well or not.
“Oh don't worry, Char Char! I suppose it's because of our presence since news goes faster than it used to. Besides, tea is still hot, awaiting you!” Lucifer said sweetly, but a bit awkwardly. He declined any questionable eye contact with his twin, fully focused on his daughter. “I suppose that preparations are going smoothly?”
“Oh yeah! They will arrive soon and, from the list of guests you sent me, I can't wait to see them all! Oh- I can't say anything, don't know who listens … But- Oh Uncle Satan- I'm so excited! I think this is the first time that anyone from Heaven has come down here without the need for murder! It's probably a Historical moment!” Said princess, almost crying out of joy and excitement, before her dad could grab her hand to calm her down a bit, or at least steady her movements.
“Well, so far you're a reason for the greatest moments in History! You make me prouder of you every day, duckling.” Said King softly, smiling genuinely. He handed her a tissue, noticing that it could have been the last string to make her really cry out of joy. “If they come soon then you should eat up something quickly! Sadly, I won't be able to be with you most of the day, so later you will have to keep an eye on Mickey yourself.” She nods understandingly, looking towards her calm uncle. She knew about it before, but sweat tears still fell from her forehead. She knew her dad was busy. But she knew that others in the hotel would be busy as well. Vaggie will be busy as a security. She volunteered as one as she didn't feel well with the thought of spending time alone with Heaven's angels and winners. In Heaven, now understandably, she felt tense and stressed, so the princess knew that pressuring her to stay by her side would give her even more stress. Plus, she mentioned that Michael and Lucifer had a rough past, but it was not her spot to talk about it. Charlie knew her uncle was a part of the court, King of one of the highest Heavens, somehow getting that title. Somehow gaining the respect of angels, sit of a Leader , and just- glory. And that casting to Hell was a topic that her mom never dared or let her speak of next to dad, even when they were already after a divorce. She didn't even know what that really meant-
“Hey, Charlie, are you there? We have to go soon.” Asked Michael, looking at her worried, as same as her dad . She can't worry him even more, especially now.
“Yeah…”
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“You remember the rules?”
“No cameras, no microphones, not even sensors inside the hotel. Cameras, mics, and sensors outside windows, on zoom, and with radar, are prohibited as well. I can start the photos once guests are outside, and report when I get a signal I can. No way to get near more than 3 feet away from any angel and hotel residents or personnel. No baits, no too intimidating questions, no vulgaris, no personal life questions, and nothing siding. And no hypnosis . Is the deer happy with how well my memory is working?” Teased at the end Vox, standing in front of the hotel with Killjoy, is already tired of that no-fun Alastor. He knew that Lucifer was capable of- everything! But to tame him?! He wasn't stupid and without material. He saw a shift in his powers, routines, and, well, privileges. He saw from his imps, hellhounds, and sharks reports from other rings how he appeared and disappeared, mostly with the princess in accompaniment. Doing side tasks with bringing documents or intervening all around like a fucking lapdog of a King. He, ALASTOR, The Radio Demon. He should be laughed at. He should be mocked. How well is he in sucking fucking Royal dicks if he gets such honors to cross the uncrossable by a sinner? If he was the one pulling strings, he would be more full of himself. More smug. Not all uptight and snappy. So- fucking- formal. It's laughable how low he fell. But as well he saw the records of how he deal with misbehavior of other sinners . Lilith wasn't even that vivid when she was seen in the Royal duty havoc, which made his every cable zapp and processor bellow. He may have turned through those almost 2 years into a goodie two shoes due to that royal bimbo and her twunk dad, but he cannot outpower him. Even if- his Cooling system failed him, together with losing cables. He couldn't even bark back, only nod and sing as he played. And today he played harshly. Those eyes didn't come back to red even for a mere moment, ink black and focused dials. He wasn't even his usual size today, at least 2 heads taller, needing to lean down to look into his malfunctioning screen. It was the first time when he saw him so serious that he couldn't even hide it behind his smile, letting it show perfectly in every other aspect. It shows that he needs it all as perfect as it can be.
“Good! You can at least remember that! You know the consequences, and you know what slip-offs with Heaven look like. You don't want the early start of the apocalypse to start from your tower, right?”
“I- I do no- no-n -not…“ Sound failed him finally, as smoke started to leave the back of the screen.
“Great indeed! Then, my friend, B̩͎͍̾ͅẹ̿͋̒̕ḣ̖̻͛̓ā̤̓̍͘v͒̄ͭ̏̇ẹ̿͋̒̕ t̲̂̓ͩ̑ḣ̖̻͛̓ỉ͔͖̜͌s̠҉͍͊ͅ t̲̂̓ͩ̑ỉ͔͖̜͌ḿ̬̏ͤͅẹ̿̕” He could give only a mere nod before Alastor waltzed back to the hotel. Other reporters, who waited with him here, only now decided to pop their heads from behind trucks and Dazzle's statue.
“Wow Vox, you really showed him this time where is his place” Commented Killjoy with a smirk, lighting up a cigarette as the cyborg let his people help him with screen replacement, using for that moment a spare sound system in his neck.
“Oh shut it!” Deer couldn't even chuckle at the display heard from the outside. He was tense. If he could sit for a moment to calm down, he would make the whole building shake together with him. Barely half an hour stood between sinners and winners to see eye to eye. He was the only one, besides Charlie, who got the list of the winners. He was supposed to be prepared mentally, but how? How???
Since the beginning he perfectly knew he would never get to Heaven, and now Heaven comes down here? He brushed back his hair with claws, just now noticing how they sharpened due to nerves. No one even got near him by now as he watched after any mistakes or slip-offs to correct. He heard the sound of sharp spinning magic, whispering an opening to a portal from the side of the bar, turning his ears towards it, before his head like a predator.
“-So, this is the first exercise, I hope you will like it!” Cheered Princess, first entering the hall, her uncle shortly after her.
“Well- I'm unsure if I need any! I'm holding Heaven so I doubt so…”
“Dad said the same before, but I can see that he uses many of them on a daily basis. And he feels even better now! Right, dad?” The light of the portal disappeared, making the tall creature walk towards the royalties, already focused on the last person, who closed that shiny circle.
“You should really try some of them. They are very relaxing and entertaining as well~ Oh, hello Alastor!” Said without a sweat of fear Lucifer, as others backed away, uneasy of his motives in that form .
“Do you have a moment?” Asked with a distortion demon, not paying attention to the angelic sabber pointing in his direction.
“For you I do. And even if not I still have a moment, yes” Chuckled softly Devil, not even giving others a goodbye as they both disappeared in shadows, yelp of protest disappearing into depth of darkness. Apple Tower welcomed them with a soft yellow hue and many different… Things, besides ducks. King spread his wings, like on a call, already getting closer to the demon's face, testing waters with soft cheek patting. “Nerves?” Demon leaned in the touch, accepting that rare moment for contact. Eyebrows were still knitted, not letting down his dark stare land on his angel, keeping it in the distant void. “Emotions?” Lucifer cupped his scrunched face, leaning his forehead to his, with a soft land on the X. There was a second of eye contact, a moment where the knots untied for a moment to then twist into new ones. Radio host closed his eyes, fond of the comfort of those soft, scarred by work and fall palms. taking a few breaths to take in note of how clean the air was here in difference to the outside. How the temperature was right, light like from paraffin lamps on a gloomy rainy day with broken electricity. How the workshop smelled with wood and warm dust of work. There can be added smells of gasoline, oil paint, bleaches, and raw metal but- it was safe. It wasn't any appetizing, but rather comforting the wrathful hunger, like an invite for cooperation on a project. And pure, pure silence. The place was soundproof, even to the outdoors, due to how loud it can be here sometimes, so it gave him more space to calm.
No white noise of havoc… Pure, pure isolation of a sanctuary…
Feather…
Feather plopped on his nose, bringing him out of the trance. Alastor noticed how now Lucifer sat on one of many swings, like for a bird, shuffling through the sketchbooks and blueprints in one of the ceiling's cubbyholes, making the man standing on the ground chuckle on such display. Deer's size already got back to his usual one, visibly needing that moment of peace to sooth at least his bubbling nerves , giving him a moment to check the watch. “Dear, thank you for helping me calm down, but shouldn't we go?”
“One moment, just until I still remember- ah! There it is~” mused Angel, standing on his very shaky swing to get into the installation and grab a hidden thing. For sure he didn't think about that idea well, as he let the Radio host chuckle even more at the goofy, animalistic display of the King. Man may have gotten into the deep part of the cubbyhole, but he didn't calculate how to get out. Deer walked around, judging the situation, dbeing able to see his squeezed shuffling wings, clothed butt, and kicking legs, all hanging from the wooden shelf hung on the ceiling as his tail whipped from side to side, unhappy.
“Dear, you can shapeshift-”
“No- I can do it-!” He didn't have a chance to prove his words, as a pair of trimmed hoof-like claws gently took him out of the trap, humming fondly. With the tentacle lift, he got them down, dusting off his King.
“I don't dope that, sir, but we don't have time for it. Have your uneasy mind calmed by finding a thing?” He didn't have to wait, as the shorter man showed off a paper tube with a Tag ‘Alastor BP wing’.
“You were wondering how I make my spaces so I made you a plan out for a simple corridor and rooms. Together with more like- open space and-”
“Thank you, darling. I'll see them later, but now we run late.” He Poked his nose, bringing out a soft rumbly cat-like purr, working here more as a growl, but it didn't matter. They came back to the lobby, everyone else already ready, especially Michael drilling holes in Alastor. Taller man chuckled, mockingly, leading Lucifer to the doors where Charlie waited as well. “10:57, perfect timing. Everything I see is on its spot, great work as always, summer child.” He whispered, patting the princess's head, visibly happy for the prize.
“I do my best! You guys did great as well- oh! I think they are coming!” Said Charlie, noticing how the room darkened a bit, letting only light coming from the stained glass window shine. How the picture of sinners losing chains and gaining from angels wings was changing color from red to blue, as the soft silent string of light appeared and grew at the top of the stairs. Trumpets beamed like ringing gold, letting the wall of light open the golden gates of the portal. First to be seen was Emily, happily entering the room, letting out her more pure form for the imaginable one.
“Greetings and be not afraid! As of today we shall come to you in peace! The Lord named me Emily, sister of Sera, the most true Seraphin. With me come these cherubs as guides-” Few small winged animals appeared, like a chore singing, introducing each of themselves. “-and holy protectors for the fine souls, who volunteered and decided to visit you!” Said Seraphin, flying softly on the side to let them enter one by one, many guests hitching their breath. And winners weren't far away in their reactions, trying to hold themselves when they saw sinners. Similarities between some sinners and winners were striking, the only difference being their aura. It wasn't an accident who decided to visit. The soft steps in the carpeted stairs felt heavy in contrast to the usual weight of Angel's steps, making most hold the railings. It wasn't many of them, 6 angels to be exact. Soft shine was the only thing that lit deeper spheres of the room once they finally reached the floor. It was visible how tense and scared most of them were, but they still held that determination at heart. They are here…
“Welcome to Hazbin Hotel everyone! I hope we all will get along through those few days, weeks or maybe even months!” Said happily Charlie walking towards the holy group, Emily joining her side.
Once the gate closed and light came back first to break the silence was Angel, already whipping. His eyes were focused on one petite, long, powder-pink figure. Her eyes never stopped looking at him once she found them, covering her mouth until now, accepting her own sob. She opened her arms, like a cue for the man to run to her. Her cherub was alarmed at the display, ready to work until a wall of light didn't stop them. They could only see how Molly, a pink spider girl, hugged her taller brother, hanging on her, face deep in the crook of her neck.
“Aw, I told ya, Emily darling, to yet maybe prepare cherubs for whipping scenes!” Chuckled a distorted voice between the winners, like from an old gramophone recording. It was like a call for everyone else to run to one another, not looking for what cherubs think, held at bay by Michael. Lucifer glanced at his brother who held his palm up, keeping it up, flustered.
“Who would've guessed, Mickey is soft for family and friends reunions! I wouldn't guess.”
“Oh silence there… Don't break their moment” Snapped blushing Archangel, looking away from his smug twin. Fallen chuckled before glancing at Alastor next to him, his ears laying so flat on his head that he could've thought that he lost them. Sinner's eyes were focused on only one alone winner. A smug, stocky deer woman with glasses, a bun, and a soft swing ambient with her. She tapped her small hoof in anticipation, while her arms were folded during their staring contest.
“Mama…”
“Young man, I have so much to tell you! But now maybe you could at least hug your old mother?” She chuckled, opening her arms while getting closer. Man rolled his eyes and got closer to her as well.
“I'm your age!” He grumbled, leaning down to let her hug him in a crashing grip.
“Physically maybe, but in reality so far from it!” She pinched his cheek in a jokey manner before he could again straighten up. “Your Highnesses, I hope you keep him far from troubles?” Charlie was unable to answer as she was this whole time crying in awe at what she saw, Vaggie coming from her spot to pat her back to maybe make her calm down. Lucifer, on the other hand, chuckled and took a short glance at the very flustered overlord, who drilled him with eyes to not say anything stupid.
“Well, it's really hard to do so most of the time, but with a task or two on his back he sometimes does what we ask him for.” It was stronger than him to not yet tease his very now pissed partner, who tried to yet stay as formal as he could. “Don't worry, I tease now. When he wants he can be delightful and kind but if not for his skills and, well, nature this hotel would be in shambles by now. The easiest to describe him now is a- uh… Um… Explainable, sadistic, brutal gentleman, there!” Alastor facepalmed at the display of King's stupidity, feeling that judgemental stare of his mother on him. “But I can assure you, Miss Alma, that he changed much from what he started when we first met him. And that he missed you so much.” He said genuinely, looking deep into those light golden brown eyes of deep down worried women. She took a moment to sigh with a smile finally.
“Well, if Lucifer himself says so, then I think I must believe that!” She smiled warmly at Alastor's small smile, as his ears flipped up again. She turned around, looking at other couples in the back, some still sobbing and some finally calm and talking. “Must admit, if not Sir Pentious’ stories I would never guess you would end up in such a place. But I'm happy you finally found some better friends than that Mimzy girl.” Michael rolled his eyes, which didn't escape Lucifer's heel digging a yelp from his leg. It lets cherubs finally get near their angels, checking if everything is fine.
“Happy that everything is now all good and sound. Charlie? Are you fine now to continue? Don't wanna let anyone wait for too long…” Asked the King of Hell, checking his pocket watch. Princess popped from the shoulder of another fallen angel, whipping her face off the teary smudges. When she got to him, he noticed how Vaggie got on the side again, looking awkwardly at all those holy figures. He took note to maybe later check on her, after today's work.
“Yes! Yes- I'm here! So! For the start, I thank u all for coming and for the support…”
╔══════✮❁•° BONUS °•❁✮ ═════╗
Mama Alma!
Chapter 4: Some Pros and Cons
Summary:
Hi! I'm kinda back to this story? Chapter was for a long time ready, I just got swallowed by other wips and- yeah! It will get some grammar and small nitpicky changes when it comes to older chapters, like updating sins interactions to fit their designs in the series etc
And those who saw the story before might notice missing extras chapter. It is because the pictures were breaking all the time and I'm tired of fixing those, some other way I'll show my designs.
BUT ANYWAY! I hope you will enjoy!
Chapter Text
“... So what will happen now with exterminations? Last year was canceled due to the war in the Pride Ring on this square, and the date of the upcoming one is still unknown. The public would love to fucking know if they are safe or not!” Snarled Killjoy, holding her tongue as much as she could not to piss off any of the present here. She was already tired of talking with those germ-sized angels, who at any question they either dodged the answer or bickered at the resolution, and happy joy-joy sisters only gave their teeth rotting delusional visions. Her eyes pulsed, awaiting an answer for at least THAT thing, sparking a thoughtful humm from Lucifer, visibly enjoying how he wrecked the reporter.
“Well, I have a few simple resolutions, including my daughter’s prosperous redemption hotel. Today the public learned about redemption being possible, so we expect some new guests coming in no time. The problem is that you have to excuse the Heavens as no matter how much I ask them , they brush off the matter on the side, for a later date. Bah, they even tend to just overlay your needs with… other commissions~ ” Said King nonchalantly, glancing at his not-so-happy brother.
“Well, you're not the only one… ” Mumbled Michael, a moment after realizing he said it out loud, the microphone catching every word.
“How shocking! Heaven has an inside conflict!” The woman snapped her neck straight back, thrilled by the sensation. She dismissed his fast ‘ no ’, continuing her drilling. “Saint Michael, would you like to spare us an inside or two about the situation in Heaven? I bet that you have your own opinion on it all! How much power of speech do archangels nowadays even have? Since even their Leader cannot do anything there apparently!” Angel was right now in a cold sweat, pinpointing his eyes between others, especially Emily who already flew in front of him with a casting shadow.
“I will answer that!”
“Emily no- ”
“Just recently, not even distant as an earth year, before the last extermination, me, the high virtues, the public, and even most of the council found out that exterminations even occur! Not only that, the council of elders tried to silence me and the first redeemed soul from speaking once virtues found out! And not only! Th-” Leader of Heaven slapped a palm on her mouth and led her away from the reporters who, like a swarm, shot photos and tried to catch the attention of the angels getting back to the hotel.
“Scandal! Shocking information about the state of Heaven! Heaven hides information from the public and others at the power! Silencing one another! Your Majesty! Did you know?” Asked high on sensation Killjoy, almost pushing into Lucifer's face a mic, while he looked silently after the holy duo disappearing behind heavy doors. Charlie looked worried between the entry and her dad, being the only one at the angle able to see his expression. Before she could kindly check on him, he turned back to the reporter.
“Well, I'm not shocked. Charlie told me about what happened at the last trial for the redeemability of sinners, in what state it was, so I will just say: it's intriguing to watch it all from the side this time.” Charmed with a furious smirk Devil. He took up his cane, about to walk away as the reporter trout after him from behind the barrier, trying to maybe still reach him before he could get away from the hotel park.
“Your Majesty, please explain to us what exactly you mean by this?! Do you mean Heaven inside conflicts? How do they even end up?! Are they putting them on defined trials? Cast the issue? Figh-” Sharp turn and stare silenced the eager woman, making her tremble under the aura of the King.
“It's a story for the other day, not for today. Now, I have other places to attend to.” With a flick, he disappeared in the red mist, without any other civil way to leave.
“Um…” Charlie got closer, unsure if the reporter was even aware that she was still there. “It's a touchy subject for any fallen, and we are out of time! Hehe- so um- Thank you everyone for coming! I hope that I will meet some of you again, ready to redeem! Yaaaay …”
TV flicked off, letting heavy music flick back to the ambient of a trashed room in which appeared Lucifer, already grabbing one of the dirty plates and throwing it over the present demon's head, directly at the screen, spooking him out. “ KURWA! Hey, dipshit! I thought Heaven and your kid didn't let you kill me, again!” Barked horned sinner, turning towards the very pissed off fallen angel.
“SHUT IT ADAM!” Screeched with tripled voice blonde, circling back and forth, leaving burned steps on an already demolished carpet as he hugged himself harshly, making his white sleeves turn golden. It made the old fresh sinner stand up and smirk at the view with satisfaction. Adam, in his new form, was even more towering than before, his mask and horns becoming now his true face, accompanied by a mullet and a golden spiked collar, chained to the room. It didn't make him immobilized, he could parade all around the palace as much as he wanted when there was no one else, but it pissed him off that he couldn't leave the palace . He let his new tail flick from side to side in joy, watching the guy who chained up his wings in such a panicked state.
“What is it, princess perfect? Did that cunt hit your nerves? Shouldn't you look at the positives that Mikey would join you for such a display?” Chuckled a taller man, stepping into the devil's path, who accidentally walked into him. The smaller man collapsed on the ground, now aware of his harsh, fast, and uneven breath once he gasped for air by the impact. “Must say, I'm flattered that a whore like you wants to give me a free way to demolish demon asses all around again!” Quipped Adam while his palace owner took that time to calm his breath to properly answer.
“Not demolish demon asses, but exorcism lost causes. The ultimatum from Heaven is to control the population through murder and this is the least pissing-me-off option. The list is already long as fuck due to rapists and psychopathic serial killers and they never get under the blade, and I'm a bit tired of seeing them all around and hearing complaints. Even new laws and harsher rules for Overlords when it comes to their protection policies don't protect others enough. They are just- hideous monsters…” Corrected the shorter man, still lying on dirty ground, trying to find his strength and power to get out of the torment of discomfort. He didn't want to even touch it with gloves. He's sure that he fell on something wet.
“Aww you wanna put your boyfriend under my blade again?” Adam’s smirk fell when Lucifer sent him a deadly glare. Right, his ‘unspoken’ exceptions, sinner thought, shaking his head.
“Pf- same shit, but slower work. And a smaller number . Do you think that through that you will calm those cunts upstairs? Why can't you just snap and get rid of them?” Huffed sinner, watching in amusement how nerves were holding the man by his hooves from literally combusting this whole place into ash.
“ Already had riots a few times due to that, and Lily got mad - Damn it- It must do! You didn't always have even numbers! Sometimes they were bigger, sometimes smaller… This, plus redeeming souls with predispositions to do so will do the number well!” He spoke with a desperate smile looking in the distance of the sculpted, golden cailing.
“Delusion, convince yourself!~” Mused Adam, looking around after something, picking up and tossing around all the junk clustering in the room.
“Et tu, Brute?” Sighed dramatically Lucifer, slowly sitting up without the help of his hands. Adam snapped, giving him a side-eye. He looked between him and the pile of clothes and different things, visibly contemplating something in mind, not baring that pitiful, fucking-
“This is how it ends up when you let Lilith do what she wants, meanwhile sobbing in bed like a pussy , waiting for your precious queen to come back and peg your sorry slutty ass in a power drive . I bet you cry like a little bitch, waiting to pass out to just sleep and forget. Not surprised that she prefers a cunt over a dick!” Demon laughed, finally finding a traditional stationary phone, already picking up the receiver and rolling out the number for the kitchen.
“You admitted that she prefers me over you.” Smiled weakly and sheepishly blonde, observing the fuming of the brunette, who tried to not mistake the numbers.
“OH YOU LITTLE- well, everyone loves cunts! They are just the easiest to fuck! And, remind me, who got fucked the most in Eden?” He leveled his face close to the King's, seeing how his face darkened, but it didn't let his cool boil.
“You want to still get the hot BBQ ribs here or should I send you back to a 5 x 5 m2 cement box?” Adam silenced but didn't stop looking at him with fire. They waited for the signal to occur together, strangely keeping longer than it should be. Long beeping sounds gave a promise of an answer that should have come by now, but the demon saw in the devil's eyes the need for his answer. He hated fearing that asshole, he should bow before him as every other sucking his cock angel! He finally shook his head, and with a grace of mercy, the staff picked up. “That's what I thought.” Lucifer stepped away, with a puff changing his clothes on a fresher set. “Anyway I dropped by to check if you had everything, but I see I have to call cleaning for you again. I have some contracts first to check, so if a puppy needs His owner, the puppy knows where to howl for it!” A coy smile appeared on Lucifer's face, passing the open door frame, like a truly first sin, loving to break other's pride. And like a true pride, he got to his library office as fast as he could, needing a moment to collect himself from the whole morning and flashes of cameras.
I cannot let you be eaten by cats again! You tremble from a simple walkout.
“Please, Lily, shut up…“
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“... You get it now?” Asked Michael, hidden with Emily in one of the empty classes near the lobby. She looked to the side, unhappy to agree to an archangel. She was pissed that they all treated her like a porcelain doll. She wasn't blind and unaware. She, like many other thrones, powers, and cherubins, appeared just after the mass casting to the hell of the older ones. The elders didn't want it all to happen again, explained Sera, and- To be fair? Younger Seraphin didn't buy that nonsense at all now. What do they mean to happen again? How could they be so polarized with their ideas of right and wrong if they see only bad in any mistake or step out of the norm? “Emily” Said the archangel, making her finally look back at him. “You're here under my protection and by that, I can't let any of your mishaps send you here for good . God is probably pissed off already-”
“Why don't you check if he's pissed off like you guys like to say.” Bit back Em, getting in answer cold stare that no longer could move her. “I thought you agreed to what I said-”
“I agreed to the nonsense of hiding information-”
“I thought you agreed to the nonsense of the unjustified mass murder!” The girl's voice doubled with angelic echo to the try of Michael of calming her. He sighed heavily, turning to the side while pinching his bridge. “Am I wrong? Or maybe God misspelled your true name, and you're not really justice? Why can you sit in silence and do nothing? How can you just woosh your sword around when there's not even enough to put a verdict? And for what? For fear that your brother will yet stand up after 200,000 years and put up a revenge on Heaven? He doesn't seem in any way eager to do so. Bah, on the organization meetings he first shivered like a leaf seeing even a hologram of us! I know that you're not by them but trust me, he was just a shaking cat on the side of Charlie, afraid to even squeak next to the seraphs! If anyone in Hell would even try to attack us, I doubt they would even be able to pass through Hell without getting mopped by him, fearing consequences! For the love of God, you are the one at power! They should listen to you, Devine Judge! They can barely defend themselves , so why can't you stand up for them! Does everyone even listen to themselves here?”
“You even sound like him…” Sighed under the nose Leader of Heaven, more to himself than to the ears of Emily already by the doors.
“Well, I was created to be the new sparkle in the family .” She said the last words in a mocking tone before leaving with a harsh slam of the door. It took her a moment of calming her nerves to notice a bug-eyed girl, scratching one of her many legs with another. “Oh…”
“I didn't hear much, just the um… last part ” Chuckled Molly, unsure how to save her face from accidentally listening. “Family fight?”
“Let's call it like that… Well- ok, in human understanding all the high angels like seraphim and archangels are like a bunch of siblings and cousins so yeah. Family fight.” Emily smiled awkwardly, scratching the back of her neck. “Same thing as always if you guys, um- noticed” It made the pink spider chuckle, letting them finally walk away from the class doors.
“Since we started to spend time together, it is quite obvious. All winners think that the council is highly cooperative and understanding. Now for me, it's just listening to stories from a holiday family party” Said Molly, trying to cheer her up. “It's normal that sometimes we fight.”
“Yeah, but not on topics like those…”
“I remember how Papa once fought with my cousin over either killing clients of a pub or not. Maybe I wasn't involved in the whole mafia business, but I did listen to ugly stories by the table.” She shivered at the memory of it, disgusted by the images of the past flashing by. Emily was not far from her imagination about it, which made the spider giggle. “But I think many in hell could relate to that dynamic as… um… how to put it nicely? Just- there are many mass murderers..?” She tried to not judge the court, the volunteers got the inside of what was going on in hell, together with exorcisms, so they all felt as uneven as the younger Seraphin.
“No, you're right… They are no better than said sinners… It's just baffling how thick walls they put between them and Hell…”
“What walls?” Both angels almost jumped out of their skins as a tall demon appeared in front of them. “I'd say that they've put podiums around Hell to watch our big play! Don't you think so?” His smile was creeping them both out, even if it was some kind of a cursed smirk, they couldn't look at him with ease. Molly gulped and nodded in agreement, trying to relax. Mrs. Alma assured them that her son was not as brutal and sociopathic as he might look, trying to reason herself out of fear with a memory of those words.
“I-I do agree, I don't know how it is from Hell, but Heaven does that to Earth as well!”
“Watch living people what they do? Of course, we don't see it! We-” He stopped for a moment, face frozen. His ears plopped back down, to then flip up and again down as if contemplating a thought in his mind. “Anyway, let's move that nonsense for another time! Princess Charlotte was looking for you, Saint Emily! And for that feathered man, since she's worried for both of you after you left. As the time now is the accommodation time, she just wants to see if everything is ok by herself. She waits at the lobby, soon beginning the tour around for interest, starting with some bonding activity . Plus, I'd like to warn, requested by the princess to do so, as all the royalties in Hell are old fallen angels and they oh so surprisingly might appear sometimes. In our newspapers there was already a rumor about Paimon, one of the Kings, already being pretentious towards that troublesome man. As they highly respect you, they won't do so with him. She didn't want to mention it next to Lucifer at the start, having in mind his already fragile nerves due to everything.” Alastor mused, softening a bit at the last sentence in an equal worry, but with such grace that it was hard to just not clap on the display. It shows that his voice was made to be recorded and spread to the public, like his mother's. The trained animated persona was indeed as fascinating as she told them. The information package was large, given on the table with too many lockers to unlock. So she started from the most important.
“Ok… Are our winners safe?”
“Yes of course! But- Cherubs might be too defensive, generating unnecessary conflicts for us all. Let's better put them on leashes. Especially close to the hellborns, as they tend to be the most aggressive to them. If no one will bark at them then you're as safe as in the womb under your mother's heart.” Chuckled the radio demon, awaiting any further questions.
“Ok, I'll keep that in mind and let them know. Thank you, sir! Oh- and Michael is in-”
“Don't worry, I have my pal who already found him.” He tapped the ground with the point of the cane, letting them notice how his shadow disobeyed the laws of physics and stretched through the corridor in a thin line. “Have a nice stay, ladies!” He mused, leaving them for the darkness.
“Demons are odd…” Shivered Molly, looking at the void after the man in the corridor.
“I think it's just this one” Chuckled Emily, grabbing her hand. “Now let's go!” Girls left, not noticing in the shadows another angel, her one working eye looking at the display worriedly. She bit her lip, giving a last glance at the girls before she walked after Alastor. Maybe he disappeared, but she knew where Archangel was.
Keep an eye on Alastor, he doesn't seem fond of Michael, and as Dad didn't do Alastor anything for any of their banter, that I'm unsure about Uncle…
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“I'm very excited to lead our first class with our friends from heaven here! First! Let's introduce everybody! Say your name and something about yourself! For example~ My name is Charlie! I'm a nephilim so technically I didn't sin before since I'm a hellborn! I like helping people and planning out projects and activities. Now is your turn!” Princess said to the person on her left, visibly excited to see newcomers bond and talk with each other. All were seated in a way that each sinner would be after a winner and vice versa, Angel Dust was just finishing his rather descriptive introduction before they could hear running coming from the corridor to the right side of the core building.
“We are back! Sorry!” Said the girls once they were in the view, a bit panting since, well, they were not as close to the lobby as they assumed.
“No worries! Glad you two are fine. You came exactly for your turn to be fair!” Said warmly princess of Hell, motioning for Molly a spare seat next to Angel Dust. She sat down, as he shortly explained the exercise, while others watched her impatiently. Emily sat between Alma and Charlie, observing guests and volunteers. It was her idea to first let friends and family of sinners visit rather than some strangers. Their sinners weren’t really even some of the heavy guilt to spark in anyone much fear. They were quite gentle in their own way. The seraphim smiled, watching how both sides interacted joyfully and with comfort. How they giggled with each other like even men. Sharing their experiences and passions. How it all felt so… right. She was about to stand up and start the walk-through before she heard another pair of hoof steps, slower this time.
“You will have that in mind?” She heard a low rumble of Alastor, evidently sent to his company.
“Yes, just leave me alone finally…” Grumbled back Michael, being first to be seen getting out of the corridor. He seemed pissed off, troubled, and by the whole not fine in the company of the radio demon. Demon gladly did so, immediately walking in the opposite direction, towards the stairs with a soft ‘ excuse me for a moment’ passing from him. She then noticed how he corrected his just now noticeably ruffled hair and suit.
“You were looking for me?” Archangel asked worriedly, startling Charlie a bit, and moving her focus back to others.
“Ah yes! I just wanted to check if you two were ok! Something happened? Or ok- well, never mind maybe! We have a tour to lead of course! Wanna join?” Princess asked nervously, to which she didn't hear an answer. Or rather, she couldn't.
It was layered under swirling papers, clown honks, cash register cries, and the green, neon fog.
“Aye!!! Where's my favorite niece~?”
Oh for fuck same.
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