Hell's wizard

Katie Killjoy was seeming to be enjoying embarrassing Charlie and the Hotel, which she probably was if Harry and Ilvymore where honest with themselves.

Charlie attempted to hide the screen from viewers "Don't look at this!" She said frantically.

"Well, it sure looks like your little project is dead on arrival. Tell us how does it feel to be a TOTAL failure?" Asked Katie, before laughing her head off.

Charlie looked around frantically, trying to find a comeback, "Yeah well - how does it feel that I have your pen, bitch" she responded.

The entire studio went silent, then chaos erupted.

The two of them started to brawl, Thomas Trent (the other news reporter) ran around, on fire, screaming.

Vaggie stared at the scene, Harry had accidentally joined in when he had tried to help only to be attacked by one of the other news team and Ilvymore stood in the corner yelling encouragement, sometimes knocking out anyone who tried to hit her.

"Beat her ass bitch" was currently what she was using.

"We could use some help here!" Yelled Harry in response. She shrugged, helping him knock out the news reporter. Both of them wondering how the hell they were going to get Charlie off of Katie Killjoy.

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The four of them sat in the back of one of the Magne's limousine's, it had been extremely hard to get Katie and Charlie separated, they had managed in the end though.

Near them was the man who had caused most of this problem in the first place, Angel Dust.

He was fiddling with a window button happily, Vaggie and Harry were glaring at him and Ilvymore was trying to get an obviously sad Charlie to cheer up.

"What?" asked Angel Dust, that was the last straw for both Harry and Vaggie.

"WHAT?, WHAT?" screamed Vaggie.

"IS THAT ALL YOU HAVE TO SAY FOR YOURSELF? WHAT WHERE YOU DOINGG OUT THERE?" screamed Harry.

"I was helping a girl buddy out, isn't that a good thing? Helping out friends and stuff?"

"NOT with turf war that ends in territorial genocide."

"Well you win a few you loose a couple hundred," Angel Dust said casually, "it wasn't that bad anyway."

Vaggie threw a knife at him, only barley missing him. "Oh come on!," he said, "My credibility was on the line! I mean what kind of reputation would I have if people found out I was trying to go clean? It would throw off my whole persona!"

"Angel Dust, there were a hundred better ways for you to hide the fact you where with us, and I think we all know that your persona isn't that great already, not sure how we could make it much worse," said Ilvymore with a frown.

In the meanwhile Vaggie looked like she was about to have an aneurism, "Your credibility? What about the hotel, you could have made yourself in hundreds of other ways I'm sure. You're little stunt made us all look like a fucking joke!" she yelled.

The argument went between Vaggie and Angel dust for a couple of minutes, Vaggie had anger on her side and Angel had sarcasm and a whole lot of slutty sex jokes and weird morals.

"That was really uncool Angel," said Charlie, looking sad.

Vaggie looked mad again, she tried to show that Angel was the real problem.

"Hey! Come on. We don't know if everything is over yet!" she said trying to make Vaggie more comfortable, they really were cute together, "I-it'll be okay," 

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They arrived at the Happy Hotel and Vaggie threw herself onto the couch, Harry sat himself on an armchair and Ilvymore went back one of the paintings that she was working on. (This one wasn't going to be shown as it was asked for by Angel and well over PG).

Angel went over to the fridge, rummaging in it, looking for something to eat most likely.

He tried to make a joke and attempted to comfort Charlie, but in the end decided to back off. Harry merely rolled his eyes, clicking his fingers and summoning his own icicle, giving one to Ilvymore too.

Charlie went outside, Harry knew what she was doing. Calling their mother, nether had really heard from either parent in a while, they weren't exactly what you'd call the 'usual' demons and he supposed that that had made their parents slightly disappointed in them, but it hurt him to see his big sister in pain.

She walked back in, only to hear a knock at the door, none of them saw who it was but soon heard the door slam twice before frantic footsteps hurried to them.

"Hey guys, the radio demon's at the door, what do I do?" she asked.

"Well you probably shouldn't let him in," said Ilvymore before anyone else could answer.

"You definitely shouldn't let him in," responded Vaggie, Ilvymore's statement had almost sounded like a question, as if she didn't know exactly how dangerous this man was.

Charlie then walked right back to the door, both teens behind her along with Vaggie. A man managed to enter, his name was apparently Alastor. He was very, very tall, he looked very fancy, wore mostly red and had a strange voice. He had a tiny little deer tail sticking out of his back and a huge smile on his face. All in all he was somehow handsome and creepy at the same time.

Vaggie quickly pointed a harpoon at his chest, the two teens winced, this was not going to end well.

"Stay right there! Cabron hijo de  perra, I know your game and I'm not going to let you hurt anyone here, you pompous, cheesy, talkshow shitlord!" said Vaggie.

Both teens giggled.

He moved the harpoon, and without dropping the smile said "Oh darling, if I wanted to hurt anyone here, I already would have!" He showed off his demonic form, which was absolutely terrifying, everyone in the room/hallway (including Angel who had showed up sometime during that very dramatic scene) could now feel the tension and power rolling off this new man.

They walked back into the room that they were in before. Alastor then made a long speech about how he wanted to help while walking, not that many of them believed him. He was the radio demon after all, he couldn't be trusted.

Vaggie and Angel sat themselves down on the couch, Harry and Ilvymore both sat in the corner on an armchair, one focused more on their art, the other glaring at the radio demon.

"So you think that this is a place with a chance to rehabilitate demons?" asked Charlie hopefully.

Alastor laughed. "That's wacky nonsense! Redemption, oh the non-existent humanity! No, no, no, no, no, I don't believe that there's anything left to save such loathsome sinners!" he said gesturing at Vaggie, Angel Dust and Ilvymore.

"The chance is given in the life lived before! The punishment id this! There is no undoing what is done!"

"Then why do you want to help me if you don't believe in my cause?" asked Charlie.

"Consider it long term entertainment for me! I want to watch as the scum of the world struggle to climb up the hill of betterment only to repeatedly trip and tumble down to the fiery pit of failure." He said darkly.

They all stared, "wow this dudes really something. Real sadistic, I think I might just like him," muttered Ilvymore to Harry, he frowned at her, slapping her upside the head.

They both hears Vaggie explaining the radio demon to Angel Dust. 

"Ya done? He looks like a strawberry pimp," he responded when she had finished.

Both teens tried their hardest not to start chuckling right there and then.

Vaggie rolled her eyes and tried to stop Charlie from doing anything rash. Harry hopped off the couch, trying to help Vaggie, he didn't want his sister to owe the radio demon anything.

Both of them pleaded for her to not make a deal, though it only ended with her promising to do that and go back to converse with said radio demon.

In the end she 'ordered' hi to help her. It seemed to work though Harry and Vaggie still had a very untrustful view of him.

"So where is your hotel staff?" He asked.

"Well..." responded Charlie.

"We are the fucking hotel staff deer man," said Ilvymore, not even looking up from the drawing.

"Oh you're going to need more than that, and what can you do, my effeminate fellow?" he asked to Angel.

"I can suck ya dick," was his response.

Alastor looked shocked for a second, "no" he said quickly.

"Well it's your loss."

"And you my dear?"

I mostly decorate/draw," she smirked as she showed him the drawing she was doing for Angel, the very revealing and R rated drawing, "of course these aren't the usual type, but yo get the drift."

He looked shocked and turned towards Harry, "And you young boy?"

"I can do whatever you want, as long as it ain't creepy, ya know what I mean? I am a minor after all," he responded.

Once again Alastor turned without saying anything, both teens looked very proud of themselves.

"Well this just won't do! I suppose I can cash in a few favors to lighten things up." He said.

He snapped his fingers and a new fireplace replaced the old one and something popped out of nowhere. It opened it's one eye and looked around, poofing the soot off of her body.

Alastor introduced her as Nifty, she soon confused everyone in the room for a female (including Harry and Angel Dust) then called herself rude before going around cleaning dust out of spots that none of them could reach. As well as insulting all of their cleaning skills while she was at it.

She disappeared and they heard another voice from the side, this one was gruff and masculine. "Hah - read em and weep boys, full ho-" he looked around, looking angry,

"-tel? What the fuck is this?" he then pointed angrily at Alastor "You!"

The new man was shorter than Alastor by a lot, and looked cat-like, with pointed ears, fur covering his body, two large wings, a little bow tie and a top hat. He also seemed to have a lot of rage towards Alastor.

Both this new man (apparently his name was Husker) and Alastor seemed to start arguing, well it wasn't really arguing, more like Husker being really mad at Alastor and Alastor acting like he couldn't care less.

Husker then stared to talk about how he wouldn't work for a place like this cause he "wasn't a fucking charity cause," in his own words of course. Though after Alastor made a bottle of cheap booze show up out of nowhere he seemed to be totally fine with working here.

"Woah, woah, woah, woah," screamed Vaggie. "No, no bar alcohol! this is meant to be a bar that discourages sin! It's already bad enough that these three swear all the time," she gestured at the two teens and Angel, "and that Angel won't stop acting like a slut and that Ilvymore will draw just about anything for the right amount of money, you can't add alcohol to the mix!"

Angel pushed her out of the way, "SHUT UP! SHUT! UP! we are keeping this!" He said.

Angel then tried to flirt with Husky. Charlie, being the kind woman she was tried to introduce herself only to be brutally shut down.

"I'm Harry by the way," said Harry, "and this ray of sunshine is-" Ilvymore, and I'm not a ray of sunshine, thank you very much," she said with a roll of her eyes.

Husky ignored them the same way he'd ignored the first two.

Alastor smiled at Charlie and both of them seemed relatively happy with the hotel, so did Vaggie, but she'd never admit that in front of the radio demon.

He then started to sing a song, dragging the rest of them into it too. It was quite catchy and Harry and Ilvymore found themselves enjoying dancing in the strange costumes that Alastor had summoned, even liking the new light scheme.

And that's when a giant war ship exploded through the door, forcing everybody backwards.

It was Sir Penthouse, the man who Angel had been fighting this very morning. He seemed to think that he had some great grudge, not that Alastor remembered him.

He then tried to attack, that was the wrong move. Alastor waved his hand and an otherworldly portal opened up, shadow demons destroyed the ship within a matter of seconds. 

They all stared at the now broken and gone war ship.

"Well I'm starved! Who wants some Jambalaya?" Asked Alastor, breaking the tension, "My mother once showed me a fabulous recipe for Jambalaya. In fact it nearly killed her! Haha! You could say that the kick was right out of Hell! Ohoho I'm on a roll! Yes Sir! This is the start of some real changes down here! The game is set..." He continued to talk as he walked back inside the hotel.

Eventually they all followed, "that was fucking awesome," muttered Ilvymore. 

"Yeah it was," responded Harry, they were the last two to walk in, meaning that they did indeed see the obvious name change from 'Happy Hotel' to 'Hazbin Hotel,' this was definitely going to be fun.