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*Spoilers from 'The belle of the ball' and 'Roxanne, a look into the past'. This oneshot doesn't really make sense if you haven't read those other works of mine. So I recommend you read those first if you haven't. <3

Vox was...depressed to say the least.

It felt like everything crashed onto him.

He remembers when Alastor was his. When the two were inseparable. The love that they shared. The times that they had. Oh how he missed his sweet muffin. When Veras had shown him the bloody burnt carcass of his lover, he wept and couldn't stop. But although Vox got emotional scars, Alastor got physical scars. Knife slashes, burns, and misplaced bones that were now scars and pains he dealed with quietly everyday. And although it wasn't Vox's fault, Alastor thinks it is.

And because of that, him and Alastor are sworn enemies. At least that's what Alastor says.

But Nowadays Alastor has a new husband, whom is the one and only Lucifer.

So he couldn't possibly love him anymore. (Not like he would anyways.) Vox  sat on the top of an abandoned building. The only demons that could possibly hear him here are crackheads that accidentally walk past.

So Vox started to sing with a red rose in hand.

Oh yeah, do you remember the whole 'no one would hear him' thing I established earlier?
Well fuck that because Alastor was planning to sneak attack Vox, so he followed him to the abandoned building. And Alastor almost attacked him. Until he started singing.

"I was fine with the men
Who would come into his life now and again
I was fine, 'cause I knew
That they didn't really matter until you.."

"I was fine when you came
And we fought like it was all some silly game
Over her, who she'd choose
After all those years, I never thought I'd lose
It's over, isn't it Isn't it?
Isn't it over?
It's over, isn't it? Isn't it?
Isn't it over?
You won and he chose you and he loved you....and he's gone.

It's over, isn't it?
Why can't I move on?

War and glory, reinvention
Fusion, freedom, his attention
Out in daylight, my potential
Bold, precise, experimental

Who am I now in this world without him?
Petty and dull with the nerve to doubt him
What does it matter? It's already done
Now I've got to be there for his sun."

Vox looked at the happy hotel very quickly and continued.

It's... over, isn't it?
Isn't it?
Isn't it over?
It's over, isn't it?
Isn't it?
Isn't it over?
You won and he chose you and he loved you and he's gone!"

He threw the red rose off the balcony.

"It's over, isn't it?
Why can't I move on?
It's over, isn't it?
Why can't I move on?"

Virtual tears came running down his screen. Alastor heard him sobbing and tried not to laugh due to how pathetic he sounded. He decided to sneak up on him and say something at least.

"Hello Vox."

Vox jumped back and yelped "Alastor! Don't scare me like that!"

Alastor grinned "You saying that just makes me want to do it more."

"Whatever....Wait how much of that did you hear?"

"Hear what darling?"

"Nothing..."

The two sat in silence until Vox slid Alastor a small box.

"Here....take this. I found it and I thought you'd want it."

And then Vox walked away. Once he was completely out of sight, Alastor scoffed and held the box, almost pissed off.

"What could that piece of shit television give me that is worth anything?"

But he still opened the box, at least for entertainment purposes. It would make a nice segment on his radio show. 'Alastor opens fan mail'. Alastor chuckled at that revelation before abruptly stopping when he realized what was in the box.

The diamond choker that Vox had given him so long ago.... His knees gave out once the realization truly sunk in.

"How...how does he have this in hell?" Then Alastor started thinking.

"Did he die with this on him? He must have..."

Alastor teleported himself and the necklace to his soundproof room in the hotel.

He stared at the necklace silently for what felt like forever. He saw the red sun change to nothing, making his swamp room dark.

But then...he broke.

Alastor for the first time in his life, started crying. This necklace was the one and only thing that could make Al cry.

He looked up in his room and saw a firefly come close to him and aluminate the necklace in such a beautiful way. The diamonds sparkled so bright...

He pulled the necklace to his chest and his simple tears turned into pure sobs.

And overtime, his cries and pleas to stop having a soul and harbor power and to lose empathy and kill everyone and everything, became louder and more impactful.

Pulls and tugs at his hair...and flashbacks to his past and..Alastor completely collapsed all the sudden.

The emotions were too much. The idea of love and mourning hit him too hard.

And yet, he was quiet. Besides the shaking from his power becoming hard to control. So Charlie caught wind of where the shaking was coming from, so she investigated.

"Alastor are you alright!?!? Oh my Satan...what happened?"

She closed the door, and she gently walked over to the part of the ground he was sobbing on. Charlie was in her demon form, but she kept gentle and quiet, trying to comfort Alastor. She kept asking him questions yet he was sobbing so much, he couldn't answer them
at all.

Charlie got on the ground with him and stopped asking questions.

"Come here Al."

She pulled Al into her arms as he sobbed quietly. No sound. Just choking. Trying to hold back decades of pain.

Her black wings wrapped around Al warming him up a bit. He usually didn't like hugs, or touching at that matter. But... so much had changed in the matter of seconds. So he slightly liked it. It reminded him of his mother hugging him once his father was gone at night.

And they stayed like that, Alastor being reminded that he was a human and that he had a soul. He wasn't just a monster that loved entertainment. He was a man. Just a man in love.

And that broke him. Because he was just like everyone else. Every other 'poor soul in love'.

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The night was cold. And so was he. Alastor was bitter. Bitter about everything that just happened with him and Vox. The 'love' that they used to share is nonexistent. He was done. He murdered him and 'Veronica.'

But now that he was gone, he didn't have anyone. And he didn't want people to know... so he jumped into the cold glistening water. Al had given up then. His tears cut though the water like sharpened knives, one tear after the other. The heart beat that you could hear in the sea like it was a small gps to where he was. The fish swimming around him thinking that he was just another piece of plastic filling up their habitat.

He could feel the circulation cutting off.

He awoke in a cold sweat, the tears going down his face as fast as racing cars could drift into their doom. Seeing his boyfriend on the other side of the bed gave him the clue that it was all a dream. He sighed in relief, knowing this and got out of bed.

He walked outside seeing the red sky, glittering as sinners sinfully sinned, suffering for doing such things in human life.

He laid down on hell's cold ground with no grass or weeds. Alastor just laid there and his thoughts run through his mind like frames in a cartoon.

Angel happened to wake up because he heard Alastor breathing extremely loud. So he followed him outside.

"Hey toots, you's alright?" Angel asked his partner.

Alastor got startled by Angel, but he knew his lover's voice. So he sighed and chuckled. "Yes Angel, I'm fine thank you."

"Ya sure?"

Alastor took another look at the sky and let a single tear fall. "Yes dear. I'm...fine."

Angel sat on the ground with Al and put his four arms around him. "Darling, I know ya miss her. I would have loved to meet your ya ma. But she's in a better place now."

"Darling...is it strange that I wish Charlie's plan works? Is it strange that I want to see my family again? And loose all the wonderful things I have?"

Angel kissed Alastor on the forehead and looked and the dark red sky. "Tesorò...sometimes I think that. But at least we have a family here. And each other."

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Alastor was in his kitchen at the table, wantin' a someone for closure. Alastor had knew that he was a asexual bi for a while. But right now, he just wanted to be in someone's arms. AND it was Valentine’s Day. Everyone else was out on dates. Angel and Husk, Charlie and Vaggie, Baxter and Nifty, Mimsy was managing her club, and Rosie was helping.

He sighed and leaned on his counter, thinking of having an beautiful gentleman to dance with. He got up and turned on his radio to fm, and the first thing that started to play was Frank Sinatra's "as time goes by".  A romantic classic.

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=wxMeu34o_jQ

You must remember this
A kiss is just a kiss
A sigh is just a sigh
The fundamental things apply
As time goes by
And when two lovers woo
They still say "I love you"
On that you can rely
No matter what the future brings
As time goes by

Moonlight and love songs
Never out of date
Hearts full of passion
Jealousy and hate
Woman needs man, and man must have his mate

That no one can deny
It's still the same old story
A fight for love and glory
A case of do or die

The world will always welcome lovers
As time goes by
Moonlight and love songs
Never out of...

That no one can deny
It's still the same old story
A fight for love and glory
A case of do or die

The world will always welcome lovers
As time goes by........

The song ended and Alastor was in the feels. He wished that he could have someone that would love him for him. Not because they are terrified or want attention, but want him and love him. He had tried everything to have a lover. Drag, spying, going Yandere, kidnapping, even going to Val's to find someone. But those attempts were all in vain. So he decided to do something that he never thought he would do........wish on the pentagram.

See, even though it's a myth that it works, it was worth a shot. He put on a beautiful blue sleeveless sparkly dress that Angel got him. Then he paired it with white gloves and red lipstick and headed to his balcony attached to his room.

Once there, he looked up at the pentagram, turned his radio voice off, and said these words:

"Dearest Satan, Even though I really don't deserve it........I ask that you send your most beautiful Angel my way.
I have been trying to love for decades and seemingly can't do it. Please.......help me....."

Alastor finished, sighing before going back in. Until he heard a loud thud.

"What was that!?"

Alastor jumped off the balcony and walked toward where the sound came from. He immediately started to feel something different, something........powerful...

He then Went the bushes and opened them up a slight bit, a little afraid of the Ora this thing was putting off.

"Hello?"

"Hello there Alastor."
Al looked behind him, and saw Lucifer himself sitting down on a expensive chair with his legs crossed.

"Lucifer? What are you doing here?"

"I'm here because of your wish Alastor."

"Really?"

"Yes. I usually don't answer wishes or prayers, but......"

He walked up to Alastor and handed him some red roses.

"I saw how lovely you looked and couldn't resist."

Alastor was completely red. He took the flowers grateful for his gesture. He genuinely smiled and kissed him on the cheek, and smiling wide at him.

"Thank you so much. This...this means a lot to me."

Lucifer then smiled softly at his newfound love interest and put a black rose in his hair. It immediately started to put makeup on Al so that way they wouldn’t be noticed. Then Lucifer extended his hand out for Alastor to take.

“You wouldn’t mind going out on the town with me, would you?”

Alastor took his hand and placed it in his.

“Not at all dear.”

And they went to cause havoc and maybe.....friction between them.

We may never know.

Happy Valentine’s Day Guys, Gals, and non binary pals! Don’t forget to love yourself! I wish you guys All the cookies and candy!🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍭🍬🍬

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Chapter One, Hell-wide famous, Spy & Detective, Vagitha.

It was 2021. Felt like 1920. The streets were completely drenched in water. In comes our protagonist, Vagitha. She was a agent who was working with a detective agency in hell. I know it sounds strange, "Oh someone caring about a murder in hell?" But yes, it happens sometimes. Mainly when an overlord thinks something is happening. Whether that be someone cheating on them, a betrayal, or a downright illegal murder.

But our dearest Vagitha had been sitting at her desk, leaning her legs on the sleek, wooden, surface. She started to hear some familiar slithers, so she threw her legs down, and pretended like she was working. And like she expected, in came her annoying boss, Mr. Pentious.

"Hey Vagitha?" Mr. Pentious whispers with authority.

"Yes Mr. Pentious?" Vaggie replied in a somewhat monochrome way, trying to give the illusion of her being busy.

"We have a crime for you to solve at The Morningstar Manor."

"What is the crime sir?" She says sir in a sarcastic manner to really drive home the fact that she doesn't give two shits about him.

"The crime hasn't happened yet. But Anthony believes that it will happen. Since you have a girlfriend that is going to go to the party, I thought you could blend in as a guest."

"Okay. Well what does he think will happen?!"

"He thinks that a murder is about."

"Fine. I'll go to find something to wear."

"All right, hop to it."

She went off to find a dress.
Eventually, she found herself one that she liked. It was a light lavender color with small sleeves and a slit that went up to her thigh. She also found a black trench coat that had puffy sleeves and sliver ball-shaped buttons.

"This will do." She put on the black trench-coat and ran outside to hop into her car and head to the Morningstar Manor.

Chapter Two, Morningstar Manor.

Once she arrived at the manor, she marveled at the huge structure. It was a white southern styled house with gold and red accents. There was a dome in the middle with hints of flowers showing through it.

Vaggie started walking up the huge flight of stairs. "God fucking dammit!" Eventually she makes it inside and collapses on the floor in exhaustion. While on the floor, she hears footsteps quickly approaching her.

"Are you alright sweetheart?" A higher pitched voice yelled out.

Vaggie looked to see a woman with red and white pigtails and a black maid dress with Apple engravings. But the most interesting thing was her bold red eyeliner that was shaped like fire and apples. The woman went over to Vaggie and helped her up.

"Those fucking stairs are insanely hard to get up, so I don't blame you."

"Yeah..."

The woman looked at Vaggie a little closer. "Say, are you a guest here for the party?"

Vaggie shook her head. "No. I'm a detective that Mr. Angel Dust sent for." She pulls out a note of clarification with Angel's signature and family engraving on it.

"Very well. I'm glad I didn't have to kick out a cute thing like you. Name's Velvette."

Vaggie blushed at the compliment before shaking Velvette's hand. "My name is Vagitha. But you can call me Vaggie."

Velvette nodded and kissed Vaggie's hand before letting go. "Well Vaggie, can I take your coat or assist you in any way, shape, or form?"

Velvette gives Vaggie a low lidded look and winks at her. 'Huh. A flirtatious woman. Might have to look out for her.' Vaggie thinks to herself. "If you could take my coat and lead me to the guests reside, that would be lovely."

"Of course babymoth." Velvette then went behind Vaggie and stripped her of her coat and hung it on the coat rack. She then held out a hand for Vaggie to take. She took and gracefully and they headed to the main room.

"While we are walking, I would like to take this moment to complement your absolutely gorgeous outfit. You truly are breathtaking darling."

Vaggie turned pure red and she couldn't help herself from smiling aggressively. "Oh...thank you....I like your eyeliner. It's beautiful."

Velvette gave a proud smile. "Thanks. I did it myself!"

Chapter Three, Lights off.

They continued walking for a second before reaching a huge room where everyone was chatting and doing regular 'party chatter'. Vaggie talked to Velvette, but also listened into other’s conversations and took note of their placement.

Alastor, Lucifer's husband, was laid out like a museum attraction. He was on a velvet chase wearing a long black dress with a slit, sequins, and rhinestones adorning the whole thing. Pearl earrings, a feathered headpiece, big white boa, and a fan that never left his hand. He was talking to Rosie and Mimzy. Vaggie especially took note of the extremely expensive looking diamond and pearl choker that had pearl strands going to his legs.

It was also interesting that he didn't look extremely comfortable in the dress, and it seemed and Mimzy and Rosie were trying to convince him that he looked gorgeous. And Vaggie had to admit, he did.

Lilith was here at the party, mingling with some succubi and seemed like she was having a lovely time. But Vaggie took note of that because Lilith could still be bitter about Alastor talking her place as Queen of hell.

There wasn't anything else to note besides Lucifer talking to his daughter Charlie, and Angel laughing with Blizo and Stolas.

Vaggie sunk into her chair and Velvette joined her, putting her arm around the detective.

"You seem stressed, Mariposà. It's alright! Enjoy the party till you're on duty. And you might not even be on duty. It might just be a precaution." Although Vaggie was quick to not trust people, the light wording of Velvette made her relax a bit. She sunk into her touch and let Velvette stroke her hair.

"Alright. I won't think about it too much."

Eventually, the party got even more fun. Lucifer introduced Vaggie to everyone and everyone excepted her with open arms.

For once, Vaggie had a well deserved break and just relaxed.

Until….

"Agh! Holy-" The light was off in the room. All of the light and sunlight that came from the window was also off. Everyone scrambled and started trying to turn the lights on, or use a flashlight, but the darkness sucked out the light.

Everyone could hear Alastor's exasperated breaths and screams before he went quiet. And if he couldn't fight whatever it was off, that meant no one had a chance of survival. So everyone screamed louder and ran and fell and a gunshot was heard before the darkness was gone.

It was a mess now. Everyone was on the floor hiding under something like Vaggie and Velvette, or stupidly tried to run and then fell like Anthony and most of the others. Surprisingly, not much was broken, but fancy glasses were broken and a gunshot was in the wall now.

Speaking of, the worst part about this was that blood was now on the carpet from Lucifer's bloody carcass being stabbed by a holy weapon. Alastor was also in a corner tied up and unconscious. He had scratches all over him now and instead of a bejeweled choker, a blued neck now was in its place.

Everyone was silent before Vaggie got up and spoke loudly and clearly.

"Listen everyone! Do not panic! This is now a crime scene and anyone that leaves will sent out of this ring and never allowed back again! Do you all understand me!?"

Everyone nodded nervously and Rosie with Minzy rushed over to Alastor to see if he was still 'alive'.

"Alastor darling! Please be awake!!! Please!" They went silent for a moment, thinking he had died again. But then his eyes fluttered open.

He was silent and got up extremely shakily after everyone helped him get untied. Before noticing his husband's bloody body on the floor.

"Lucifer! Lucifer no!" He ran to him and stared at his body. And then he laughed. He kept laughing hysterically before turning into sobs. Everyone was just awkwardly watching Alastor fully have a mental breakdown.

"Alastor, if you give me the permission, I'll find who killed your husband in cold blood!"

Alastor, still in tears that were black and thick like ink, gently nodded before proceeding to cry.

"P-Please! Find out who killed my husband!"

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Sex wasn't a bad thing. Just a hard thing to appreciate.

It's sloppy, almost everyone does it, it's truly about what you're born with to be 'good at it'.

Vaggie was delt with pretty good cards when it came to sex and sexual attraction.

Most people would assume she has little titties, but that's not exactly true. Vaggie just didn't want anyone to pay attention to them. Her dress was loose and she wore aggressively flatting sports bras.

Again, Vagitha didn't want people to look. Especially at a rehab hotel.

But she also had something rare in hell. An almost human body. She couldn't transform into something monstrous, rather a powerful killer angel.

But an almost human body had people staring her down left and right. People were also jealous of her smooth and hairless legs, her slightly toned stomach, yet her thicker legs. Not to mention her arms didn't look as muscly as they actually were.

So she wasn't surprised to have a letter in the mailbox from Valentino himself asking for a meeting.

He probably saw that Charlie and her had broken up and wanted to take advantage of that.

So here she currently was. In a limo that Val sent to get her.

"Goddamnit..." she whispered to herself. This was such a bad idea. Valentino was extremely dangerous and fucking evil! Why was she going  through with this-

Money. He put a high price on her arrival. And she needed money to save up for a new apartment separate from the hotel.

So maybe it wasn't such a bad idea.

Vaggie felt the limo stop and a butler opened the door. Vaggie thanked him and adjusted her huge fur coat covering her lingerie before following him into the studio.

The Studio was extremely bright. It was surprisingly organized with rooms marked with what actors were performing in where at what time.

And surprisingly, Vaggie could hear no moaning or anything like that. Just calming lofi playing all throughout the building.

The butler then led Vaggie to the elevator.

"Mr. Valentino is on the very top floor. Good luck."

"Thanks..."

And she went in the elevator to meet 'Mista Valentino'

The elevator opened and there was Valentino at his desk, seeming to stare Vaggie up and down.

"Vagitha darling! Take a seat."

And she quietly shifted over to the small chair in front of his desk.

"Vagitha, I'm just going to cut to the chase. You're young and lesbian sex is becoming popular. I think you'd make a beautiful face of my new lesbian club which happens to be the biggest club in the pride ring."

He paused, taking another drawl from his cigar.

"If you not only preform at the club and be my main star, but be a whore, fuck a little...and do some pornos here and there, I'll take care of you."

Vaggie wasn't expecting this big of a pitch. She thought maybe to just be a side whore or something...but the face of his newest and biggest club??

"What's in it for me?" She crossed her legs and settled into the small plastic chair in front of Val's desk.

"A lot, sugarmoth. Like...lots of money, a new house just for you... a full paid wardrobe, the ability to leave the studio...and much, much, more, baby."

Vaggie thought for a moment before coming up with something.

"I have four things to request. If I don't get these things, I will be leaving for the lust ring for a job. Do you understand me, Gilipollas?"

Valentino internally got nervous. If Vagitha didn't agree, lots was riding on this bet with Vox.

"I understand, sweetheart."

"One, Angel Dust will be let go of his contract.
Two, any and all the people that work in your will be able to leave whenever they want.  Three, you will not rape any of these whores. They are demons to and deserve respect. And Four, I don't need to sign a contract and I can leave whenever I want. If you meet those standards and everything you promised me, I'll be your face of this club and I'll do anything that you say as long as i'm comfortable with it."

Vaggie crosses her arms and pulls down her shades.

Valentino looked at Vaggie with a bit of newfound respect. "Fine, fine, your expectations shall be met." He extended his hand to shake and Vaggie shook it back, causing a magic where they both have to fulfill their promises.

"I'm excited to work with you, Valentino. This will change the studio forever."

"I'm sure it will. But first, let me do some things that I...promised."

Valentino teleported himself and Vaggie to this beautiful modern house. "This will be yours. Inside when we come back will have workers in there ready to decorate your house and get your clothes."

Before Vaggie could say anything, they were teleported to the Hazbin hotel.

"Here's Angel's contract. You can destroy it at anytime. You have five hours before I come back here to get you for your debut at Club Ghost."

And again, Valentino disappeared before Vaggie could say anything. Once he was gone, she smiled widely and ran inside the hotel to find Angel.

"Angel! Angel dust!" Vaggie looked around the lobby and once she knew he wasn't down there, she raced up into his room.

"Angel! Guess wha-" we pan to the pornstar at his desk groaning with his bottom pair of arms in his pants.

"Angel Dust!" Vaggie yelled with her eye closed.

Once Angel realized Vaggie was in his room, he quickly pulled his pants up and fell off his chair. "Oh fucking hell Vags! At least knock or something!"

The moth demon opened up her eye and rolled it. "I'm sorry about that Ángel. But this is important." She pulled out the contract and gave it to him.

"What...holy shit! You got my contract?!"

"I did. I happen to strike up a deal with Valentino. So now...do the honors and rip it up!"

Angel smiled and aggressively ripped up the contract before pulling Vaggie into the room, closing the door, and kissed her as passionately as possible.

Vaggie wasn't extremely startled by this act and almost punched Angel...but she enjoyed this kiss. Something about it was comforting and made her happy to help her friend. So she kissed back. And once they stopped kissing, they stared at each other, smiling.

"Vaggie...thank you so much. Sorry about kissing you. But I just...I'm so happy. And you..."

He looked up and down at her.

"You're also wearing aggressively sexy clothing.."

"And? Aren't you gay?"

"I am. But maybe not for you. You in this sexy get up is making me change my mind a bit."

Vaggie froze and didn't know how to feel about it. But then she remembered that Angel was extremely horny at the moment.

"How about this..." She unbuttoned her large fur coat to reveal her lingerie. She had on black nipples covers that were very small, an extremely tiny heart shaped thong that only covered her butthole and pussy hole. And she had on one garter that matched everything else.

"I need some practice for tonight...and I feel bad for interrupting your getting off session...."

She toyed with the buttons on Angel's jacket.

"So let's do this baby~ Unless you don't want to~"

She undid his last button and his coat fell to the floor. Angel Dust was essentially frothing at the mouth.

"Oh hell yeah babe."

Angel pulled off her coat and kissed her gently while doing it. And once the coat was off, he stopped kissing her and Vaggie looked at him unimpressed.

"You're acting like I'm some delicate flower...I want rough. Weren't you a pornstar?"

"Vaggie...you want that kinda sex?" Angel asked confused.

"Fuck yeah I do. I want it fast and hard." She pushed him down and sat on top of him. "Give me the pornstar training that I need."

"Ask, and you shall get, Neonato~"

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Okay, this is the worst part of updating these books. I have to delete some chapters because I just don’t want to rewrite them. So Listen has been deleted. It was so bad holy shit. Wonderland also got deleted. I’m mainly sad bc the comments are now gone. :(

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I love caravan Palace, so writing this was very fun.

(Also, this oneshot is for @furbydiaster53. Love you bitches! Now enjoy the story!)

Alastor was walking down the road. He was humming Alastor's Game to himself until he saw a poster for a show. It was at Stolas's club and said that one performer could have a show there once a week. Men and women could tryout. He low-key took the flyer, folding it and stuffing it into a bra like area of his suitcoat.

He walked to the hotel accordingly, not showing the true smile he put on in his mind. He walked up the grand staircase and saw Angel talking to Husk. He catcalls him, and Angel ran into the kitchen grabbing a bucketful of buttered popcorn. He and Alastor ran into his room, closing the door behind them.

"Spill the tea Al. What is it? Has Ru Paul's new episode came out? Or did you finally admit it your love to you celeb crush? 🎶He's single!"🎶

"The new episode did come out..... but you know admitting my "crush" would be a disaster. But anyway, what a came to talk to you about was this!" Alastor pulled out the flyer and gave it to Angel.

"A drag show! Tonight? Oh shit! I don't have any ideas for makeup..."

"Why don't we watch Ru Paul's new episode then?"

"Yesss! I'll get the fire stick!"

"And I'll get the gigglewater."

The two came back to watch Ru Paul's new episode with booze and popcorn. The two watched and put makeup on at the same time. By the time the show was done, they were done with their makeup. They took two outfits they got when shopping , put them on and added some details and they were done. Angel's look was a pink look with pink....everything! Pink shoes, pink lipstick, pink dress. And Al's was a jessca rabbit look with red makeup and a large boa.

"We look awesome!"

"Indeed we do."

"We should totally invite husk and Lucifer!"

"Yes we shou- wait, what?"

"Infact, I already have!"

"You wha-"

They heard the doorbell ring and heard:

"Hello applepie!"

"Hello dad!"

They heard Charlie and Lucifer talking, and Alastor ran under the bed.

"What are ya' doing?"

"Hiding!"

"Well, he's coming to watch the show, so you better get used to him."

"Fine."

Alastor got off the floor and headed out the door.

"I'm going to get husker."

He walked down the stairs past Charlie and Lucifer. They both looked at Al different. Charlie was very confused and Lucifer looked at Al like eye candy. Alastor gained confidence by knowing this, and walked away swaying his tail and hips.

He went up to Husk and pulled him upstairs without saying a word. And once they were up there, Alastor started on Husk's makeup. Meanwhile, Vaggie, Charlie and Lucifer started to talk about this decked out "woman".

"Who was that?"

"I don't know... maybe one of Angel's friends?"

"He knows he's supposed to ask before he brings people that we don't know in the hotel!"

"Well, I have to go to Angel, ladies. I'll ask him who that was.

He started to climb up the large staircase,making a small creek noise with every step. Al and husk teleported out of the room, leaving Angel alone. 
Lucifer finally got to Angel's room and to be honest, if Alastor didn't have a crush on him, Angel would take him gladly.

"Hello Angel."

Angel did a little bow before speaking.

"Hello Lucifer! It is a honor to have you in here.

Lucifer looked around the room and actually liked the way it looked. It was very pink, but not sickeningly pink.

"You can just call me Lucifer darling."

By the time angel was done, Lucifer looked like lilth but with a gold short dress.

"Alright Lucy, you're done!" Angel hoped liked it.
    
"I look.... absolutely stunning! 
He turned around looking at himself not believing that it was him in the mirror.

"You really outdid yourself Angel!"

"Thank you Lucifer."

 By that time, husk was done. He was in a short goth dress with fishnets,small heels and purple makeup.

  "Angel told me you would look amazing in this."

"I mean..... I don't hate it.... I do look kinda sexy."

"That means a lot coming from you Husker."

"Don't tell anyone about this..."

"I wouldn't dream of it dear husker."

The last thing they did before they all left was introduce everyone to each other and give Lucifer and Husk pills to change their voices. Angel and Al didn't need them because Angel could easily sound like a woman, and Alastor could already change his voice.

The four all meet up at Stolas's club. Lucifer and Husk are in the crowd, and Alastor and Angel were getting ready to perform.

First Angel starts off with Lone Digger. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TbsBEb1ZxWA)

Hey, brother, what you thinking?
Leave that old record spinning
You feel the rhythm, going
(They call it lonely digging)
Let's end your time to lay low
Your knees a-bending, so
It's time to get up and let go
(You're gonna come undone)

Hey, mama, how's it going?
Can't see your body moving
Don't leave the party dying
(They call it lonely digging)
Your booty shaking, you know
Your head has no right to say no
Tonight it's ready, set, go

Baby can you move it round the rhythm
So we can get with 'em
To the ground and get us a rock and roll round
Just a downtown body body coming with a super-hottie
Let's go, yes, no, hell no
Baby can you move it round the rhythm
'Cause you know we're living in the fast lane, speed up
It ain't no game, just turn up all the beams when I come up on the scene

Hey, brother, what you thinking?
That good ol' sound is ringing
They don't know what they're missing
(They call it lonely digging)
Let's end your time to lay low
Your knees a-bending, so
It's time to get up and let go

Hey, brother, nice and steady
Put down your drink, you ready
It's hard when things get messy
(They call it lonely digging)
Your booty shaking, you know
Your head has no right to say no
Tonight it's ready, set, go

Baby can you move it round the rhythm
So we can get with 'em
To the ground and get us a rock and roll round
Just a downtown body body coming with a super-hottie
Let's go, yes, no, hell no
Baby can you move it round the rhythm
'Cause you know we're living in the fast lane, speed up
It ain't no game, just turn up all the beams when I come up on the scene

Baby can you move it round the rhythm
So we can get with 'em
To the ground and get us a rock and roll round
Just a downtown body body coming with a super-hottie
Let's go, yes, no, hell no
Baby can you move it round the rhythm
'Cause you know we're living in the fast lane, speed up
It ain't no game, just turn up all the beams when I come up on the scene

Angel ended his song with a standing ovation. His score was a 8.9.

Next was Alastor, who did a jazzer song. He also saw Vox in the corner and he decided to have some fun.(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MmGGQ_8gHAg)

Tuz had plenty money 1922.
Tuz let other women make a fool of you.
Why don't you do right,
like some other men do?

Get out of here,
Make me some money too.

He walked across the stage until making it to Vox's table.

Tuz sittin' down wondrin' what it's all about.
If tuz ain't got no money they will, put you out.
Why don't you do right,
like some other men do?

He got on to his table, caressing his tv screen and walked away.

Get out of here,
Make me some money too.

Now if tuz had prepared 20 years ago,
Tuz wouldn't be a wandering now from door to door.
Why don't tuz do right,

like some other men do?

Get out of here,
Make me some money too.

He walked around more, winking at Lucy quickly and continued singing.

Now if you had prepared 20 years ago,
You wouldn't be a wandering now from door to door.
Why don't you do right,

like some other men do?

Get out of here,
Make me some money too.

Get out of here,
Make me some money too.

Why don't you do right,
like some other men do?

Get out of here,
Make me some money too.
  
He than walked to Vox's table again and kissed his screen very quickly. He tried not to throw up while doing it. He finished the act right on his table, nearly killing Vox again.

Get out of here,

Make me some money too.

Why don't you do right?

Like some other men do!

He got a 9.4, the highest score of anyone else. The four decided to go out the rest of the night to celebrate. They got drunk, and full, and hit on. Hit on a lot. 

      But they had fun.

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Ok guys, I’m confused. Valentine’s Day is coming up, and I don’t know what to write, so I am making a vote. We could ether do 1, five oneshots for these ships:

Radiodust
Radiohusk
Radioapple
Staticlovetune
Radiosnake
Huskerdust
Chaggie
Mollybomb
Cherri x Vaggie
Sir edgelord x Cherri
And
Valastor.
Or....
Three ships up there ^ and two special chapters of bell of the ball 2 . (Fluff maybe smut.)

It’s all up to you guys. Popular vote wins and you can choose any 5 ships up there to submit. Vote ends on February the 12th so start commenting fellow sinners!

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I Need I Hero! (Appleradio) Cherri and Alastor were talking in Angel's room. Angel was summoned to Valentino's office, so Cherri and him were talking about their eras music.

"80's music was the best Alastor! There were so many genres of music then!"

"Well the 80's obviously didn't have radio. Nor swing and actually talented people singing."

"Actually, radio was brought back then. Tv and radio worked together to shape the 80's. Radio would let you listen, and tv would let you see the music videos."

"Vinyl?"

"Vinyl was popularized in the 80's! Now to show you how good our music was, do I really have to show you Billie Jean again? Or do we need to show you Grease ? Cuz I can do both."

"No dear, you don't."
Alastor had seen the music video to Billie Jean a while ago. He liked the song, just not the video.

"Good. Now can we listen to this one?"
She pulled a Bonnie Tyler album called Secret dreams and forbidden fire out of her backpack.

The two listened to the entire album while talking. (Listen to it, it's amazing!) Until Cherri decided to make things interesting.

"I have a bet for you, old man."

"Ok fruit girl. What is it?"

"If you aren't able to beat Husk in poker, you have to sing holding out for a hero to your crush with drag on. And if you can beat him, you can have my soul."

Even though Alastor liked Cherri and thought she was cool, another soul couldn't hurt. Plus, this could be very entertaining.

"You have a deal Cherri!"
And with that, they shook on it.

Alastor walked up to Husk and obviously asked to play poker.

"Sure , why the fuck not?"

And with that, they started to play.
(I don't really know how to play poker and I'm to lazy to look it up, so imma not write what actually happened.

Point is, Husk won.

And now Alastor was going to have to sing in front of his crush, Lucifer.

Alastor cursed under his breath, pissed that he was going to have to do this .

He walked up the stairs and told Cherri because he couldn't have told her otherwise.

"I...........lost."

"Yay!"

And she pulled him into his bathroom.

"Now let's get starte-"

But she noticed wigs and makeup were already there. She looked and put two and two together quickly.

"You're Roxanne......."

Alastor looked at her, guilty of letting her in his room in the first place.

"Even BETTER!"

If you don't know, (which you probably don't) in this au, there's a beautiful 1920's styled preformed named Roxanne.  She's really Alastor, and performs at Stolas's club.
Anyhoo, Cherri started to Alastor ready for his performance. And Alastor had gotten the performance scheduled and was reading the lyrics to the song he was gonna sing. He started singing some of the lyrics while Cherri was brushing his wig.

"Where have all the good men gone
And where are all the gods....? He sang softly

"Where's the streetwise Hercules
To fight the rising odds....?"

"Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed
Late at night I toss and I turn
And I dream of what I need....."

"It's strange to hear you sing that with ya radio voice."

"It was strange to hear myself sing that.."

Cherri handed Al a dress, and he immediately declined it.

(This one because I can't explain shit.)

"No! Absolutely not! I will not wear that!"
His deer antlers started to grow and his claws got sharper

"Ya hav ta. It's part of the deal."
Alastor's anthers and claws went back to normal.

"Fine...."

And with struggle, pain, and a couple of scratches here and there, Cherri had finally got Alastor to put it on.

"Come on out, old man!"
She was gonna get a kick outta this.
He emerged from the bathroom slowly, his shiny dress shimmering with the dark red sun that hit it. His makeup went perfectly with the sleeveless dress on his slender and formed waist and black gloves. She was in shock.

"He looks..... good?" she thought.

"Wow Alast- Roxanne.... you look.......amazing."

He coughed a bit and blushed just a tinge when she said that.

"Thank tuz." She said softly while putting on her coat.

"Well.... I gotta "escort you" to the Club."
She snapped herself into a pink suit with a pink hat and details.

"My lady."
Cherri said in a sarcastic way. She bowed in front of Alastor charmingly, hand extended for him to take. Al returned the favor, grabbing Cherri's hand softly and walking with her to the limo.

The two got in with Husk at the wheel of the car. He started to drive to the club while Cherri and Alastor practiced. The three finally arrived, having to leave Roxanne by herself due to "her" having to go backstage. But before she went, Cherri grabbed Roxanne's hand and said to "her";
"Break a leg."

"She" knew what she meant by that and said;
"Thank  tuz for the support."

Cherri kissed her on the hand and let her go inside.

"She" went into the club, heading right onto the stage  with the curtains closed in front of her.

"I can't believe that I'm doing this...."

"Ladies, gentlemen and everyone in between, we have a special surprise for you. Introducing our very own beautiful southern queen. The one, the only, Ms. Roxanne Rousseau!"

And with that, he stepped out onto the stage when the curtains opened.

He confidently walked to the microphone while everyone was cheering. He laid on the large piano in the corner with the microphone and started to sing softly. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=CN7JSoGLaJE

"Where have all the good men gone
And where are all the gods?"

"Where's the streetwise Hercules
To fight the rising odds?"

"Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed?
Late at night I toss and I turn
And I dream of what I need..."

He winked at the crowd, took his jacket off and yelled;

"Hit it!"
"I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'till the end of the night
He's gotta be strong, and he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight"

"I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'till the morning light
He's gotta be sure, and it's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life
Larger than life"

He kept confidently dancing on stage, something that he didn't really do often.

"Somewhere after midnight
In my wildest fantasy"

"Somewhere just beyond my reach
There's someone reaching back for me"

"Racing on the thunder and rising with the heat
It's gonna take a Superman to sweep me off my feet"

"Up where the mountains meet the heavens above
Out where the lightning splits the sea
I could swear there is someone somewhere watching me!"

"Through the wind and the chill and the rain
And the storm and the flood!
I can feel his approach like a fire in my blood"

He looked into the crowd to see more people than ever visiting Stolas's club. He felt amazing and refreshed that he was doing good with his song, so he continued.

"I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'till the morning light
He's gotta be sure, and it's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life

He's gotta be strong, and he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero!"

He finished his song, and everyone cheered louder than he had ever heard before. He blushed and bowed, feeling proud of himself.

About 10 minutes later, he took off his gloves,
sat down with a margarita in his hand ready to take questions
And complements.

And like always, he got compliments and gift and other things. But one particularly rare thing happened. The queen was standing in front of Alastor, looking pissed as always.

"I will say al, that was really good. I'm very impressed and surprised. I still don't like you taking my spotlight, but it was a good performance."

"Thank tuz. That means a lot coming from you your majesty."

“Come on Lucifer, let’s go.”
And she walked away.

“Don’t pay her any mind.”

Roxanne turned behind her , and there he was. Lucifer Magne. She blushed a small bit, trying to hide it.

“Really?”

“Yes. She is just upset that she can’t sing like you.”

“Oh...thank tuz for letting me know.”

“No problem. Lucifer Magne.”
He held his hand out for Alastor to take. Which of course, he did. Lucifer kissed her hand real quick and said;

“Your performance for me was spectacular! I enjoyed it thoroughly.”

“Thank tuz so much! I appreciate the support your majesty.”

“Of course darling. I do want to ask, would you be interested in meeting me at my mansion tomorrow? I have to bring a plus one to this meeting, and you would obviously make it more entertaining and fun. Plus I would love to get to know you more.”

“Of course Mr. Magne!”

“Please, call me Lucifer.”

“And um... your wife?”

“We aren’t really even married anymore.”

“Ok then. It’s a date.”

“LUCIFER MAGNE!”

“Well, I have to go. See you tomorrow Alastor.”
And with that, he ran off.

“I’m going to have to thank Cherri so much after this.”

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1000 reads on Ao3!

Let’s Fucking Go!!!!!!!

Thank you all so much for reading my content! I love each and every one of you. And to celebrate?

Five Valentine’s one shots and two chapters of the “belle of the ball” baby!

Love you all and I will have Radiohusk next time.

Bu byeeee!

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Hello everyone! Thank you all so much for 1500 reads on Ao3! I appreciate the love and support and because of the love and support, I chose to do a giveaway. A lucky winner will win a full story by me completely and can choose the story, song, crossovers, whatever! And 2 runners ups can choose oneshots for my oneshot book.To enter, all you have to do is comment your idea. The vote ends on the 20th so......go vote! (Also, the votes are from Wattpad and Ao3 )

And with that.......good luck!

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Husk was jealous.

   See, at this point In time, Alastor and Angel were dating, And he hated it. What he hated most about it, was how Angel purposely showed husk that they were dating. Like how Angel would make out with Alastor right in front of him, staring at him while they did it.  Or how he would be at the bar saying things like :"MY boyfriend was just talking to the prince of hell, Stolas!" Or, "My boyfriend isn't a drunk cat that sits around all day! He actually gets up and actually Likes Me ."

The only reason why Angel did this, was to make husk want him or to make him date him. And to be honest, he didn't even really care for Alastor, he just wanted protection and clout.  But Alastor actually loved him. He actually cared for Angel, and thought that he would have a lovely family with him one day.

On one special day, (Alastor's death day ) Alastor got himself all nice and pretty. Angel, Mimzy, and Rosie requested that he get into a shiny black dress that showed his ankle and his back. He also put on red lipstick and eyeshadow to go with it.   He was skipping around trying to find his boyfriend until he overheard this conversation:

"Wait! Your relationship was fake?"

"Of course it is toots!"

"But...you were so happy together!"

The unknown person chuckled a bit before answering.

"No sweetheart, I was only happy because of the clout, and Alastor was to blinded by happiness to notice."

"What about his feelings?"

Angel started to laugh thinking that what she asked was a joke.

" The radio demon doesn't have feelings. He is a heartless bitch who kills harmless people or people that can't fight back just for his entertainment. You really think he'd be hurt by me breaking up with him?"

"I- well..."

"Exactly Charlie."

"Now if you will move out my way, I have a kitty to woo."

"You could hear the clicking of Angel's heels getting closer to the doors.

Alastor teleported into his room quickly and started crying. The smile that was still on his face obviously fake.

"Blinded by happiness?"
That pissed Alastor off.

He ran to the bar saw Angel walking over to Husk and immediately jumped on him, about to rip his throat out.

"Alastor?!" Husk shouts. "What are you doing!?!?"

"Doing what needs to be done! Getting rid of this slut!!"

Alastor tries to shove his fangs into Angels neck until Angel kicked him very hard in the shin.
He was kicked into a empty bookshelf, and you could hear the hinges come a loose. 
Angel Immediately realized his mistake.

"Oh fuck."

You could hear Al's "girlish" and demonic screaming cut off as he was completely crushed underneath the 30 foot high bookshelf. The room was covered in dust and blood. The only thing that you could see of his dead corpse was his hand.  Angel and Husk looked at each other, knowing that Angel was completely screwed.

Charlie and Vaggie ran in trying to figure out what the hell happened.

"What happened in her-" Vaggie was cut off seeing her girlfriend yell at the sight of her bookshelf completely demolished.

"My bookshelf!!!!"
Charlie looked around trying to examine the problem, but then she saw Al's Hand and blood.

"Alastor!"

She then (to everyone's surprise) went into her demon mode and pulled the bookshelf off of Alastor.

"How?" She asked while she put her hands on Al's broken, mangled, and bloody face.
"Why?"

"It was Angel." Husk said. He was tired of Angel manipulating Al, and wanted him to stop hitting on him.

What he didn't expect was Charlie's reaction.

Charlie grabbed Angel by the neck and said these haunting words while gritting her teeth.

"Oh you want to play with people and blame them hoe? Well then let's play a game. You leave FOREVER, and I won't bring you to double hell. And.... to make it fair, I will free you of your silly. Little. Contract."

She pulled out a contract with a feathered pen for him to sign.

"Do we have a deal?"

"yEs Ms. ChArliE!"
He hurriedly signed the contract.

"Good. Now GET OUT."

And Angel ran out as fast as he could.

Charlie turned back to normal and grabbed Alastor bridal style.

"He'll be in room 667."
And walked away.

Timeskip sponsored by Valentine's Day.

It was now Saturday and Alastor woke up in a fancy suite with bandages on his face. He remembered what happened and immediately took them off. He got up and headed to the bathroom. When Al got in, he looked in the mirror and screamed. His face was completely different. The skin more gluttonous and heavy then before. One of his eyes were  lower than the other one, and the once beautiful ruby red eye he had, was black with a hot pink pupil.  His face looked similar to the Little Nightmares guests.

He trembled in fear just looking at himself.

"How? My powers surely have to be working...... right?"
He rushed back into his room and put his bandages back on.

"What is happening to me?"
He was having an inner panic attack.
Until he saw a big bouquet of red roses on the bedside table.

He was interested, but also scared. What if the person that brought the flowers saw his face? What if it was from Angel and he had seen his face? And now he was running to the media getting ready to expose him? What if Vox had seen? His perfect record would be done for!

He slowly took the bouquet and read the label:

"Dear Alastor,
Hope you haven't fucking died." -Husk.

He sighed with relief  with the flowers in hand.
Maybe his love life would be saved.

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It was October 29, 2019 at the time, and Alice, Husk, and Dandy had just came to the hotel yesterday. At the moment, Alice had just finished cooking breakfast for everyone.

“Oh Boy! Thanks Alice for the breakfast Alice!”

Alice smiled and maturely giggled a slight. “No problem Dandy.”

She handed Husk a plate next.

“Hope you enjoy it my dear Husky~” She said handing the plate to her. Husk was caught off guard a slight, surprised that Alice had flirted with her. (She was known for charming gentleman without even trying, so this was a first.)

“Yeah yeah, whatever.....” she says trying to not show her blush or how drunk she was.

She then passed the food to everyone else, them all digging in except for Vincent.

“Why aren’t you eating?”

“I don’t trust this food Charlie.”

“You don’t trust anything.”
And he continued to eat.

Everyone (except Vincent) continued to eat until they heard the doorbell ring.

“I’ll get it!”
And Charlie dashed to the door, and looked out to see her mother, Lucifer. He almost burst with excitement.

“Mom!”

“Hello sweetheart! How have you been?”

Another note, in this au, Charlie has a better relationship with Lucifer due to Lilith (Lucas) being more strict and separated from his son.

“I’ve been great!”

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Gender Swap AU It was October 29, 2019 at the time, and Alice, Husk, and Dandy had just came to the hotel yesterday. At the moment, Alice had just finished cooking breakfast for everyone.

"Oh Boy! Thanks Alice for the breakfast Alice!"

Alice smiled and maturely giggled a slight. "No problem Dandy."

She handed Husk a plate next.

"Hope you enjoy it my dear Husky~" She said handing the plate to her. Husk was caught off guard a slight, surprised that Alice had flirted with her. (She was non for charming gentleman without even trying, so this was a first.)

"Yeah yeah, whatever....." she says trying to not show her blush or how drunk she was.

She then passed the food to everyone else, them all digging in except for Vincent.

"Why aren't you eating?"

"I don't trust this food Charlie."

"You don't trust anything."
And he continued to eat.

Everyone (except Vincent) continued to eat until they heard the doorbell ring.

"I'll get it!"
And Charlie dashed to the door, and looked out to see her mother, Lucifer. He almost burst with excitement.

"Mom!"

"Hello sweetheart! How have you been?"

Another note, in this au, Charlie has a better relationship with Lucifer due to Lilith (Lucas) being more strict and separated from his son.

"I've been great! How about you?"

"I've been.....-I've had better years....."

"Really? What's happened while I was gone?"

"Another divorce.....

"Again?"

"Yes, but knowing your father, he'll come running back soon." She chuckled a bit after saying that.

Charlie giggled before continuing "like he always does."

And the two of them walked into the main hall. However, Lucy noticed a particularly hot red deer in the corner eating. She stopped and started to staring at her, noticing little things on her face and body she hadn't noticed before. She kept staring until Charlie pulled her away from her, making sure Alice didn't notice Lucy staring. Once out of her sight ( or trance as Lucy called it,) Charlie adjusted her hat a slight and the first thing Lucy said after the whole exchange was: "Is she single?"

"I believe so.....why are you asking?" He said, suspicious of his mother.

"No reason...."

He looked at his mother for a bit, confused.

"Ok...... well, do you want to look around?"

"Sure applesauce."

The two toured the hotel.

MEANWHILE~

Devil dust was about to flirt with Husk, intil she heard a voice, a sexy woman voice at that. She followed the noise through the hotel until coming across a room with Alice singing. She started to crack the door open a bit more to notice Alice in a red one piece ending at her hips with a corset connected. Attached to the red one piece was a long red boa skirt. There were feathers and rhinestones all over the outfit, making it feel regal. Gloves, black stockings, choker, red high heels, and a fan tied up the outfit, making Devil Dust want to really pounce on top of her. She was dancing like crazy, her feet moving like the floor was on fire. Devil decided to take a risk and grab her waist from behind.

"Oh dear me!"
Surprisedly, she didn't try to kill Devil, just stood still until slowly looking at her.

"Oh, Devil..... what are you doing here?"
She tried to change the topic to disregard the fact that you could see her legs.

"What are you doing in here sweet stuff?"

"Nothing that you should be interested in."

"Well let me tell you, I am definitely interested in whatever is going on in here."

"I'm just practicing for my show tonight."
She was sweating like hell at this point. You could see the sweat beads on her forehead.

"Well why don't I help you? I could be.....your audience! A-and, I could go to ya shows. It would get Vinnie of ya ass."

Alice took a good moment to think about this.

“Fine. Just absolutely NO sex threats.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it, suga.”

And with that, Devil sat down excited to see this show. As soon as the music started, Alice started moving her feet like nuts and started singing.

“They say that I'm a witch
And that I weave a spell.
Well...
I use my eyes to invite you,
My lips to delight you
And all the charms of the feminine wiles to excite you
They say that I'm a witch,
And that I weave a spell

Well, I'll be a son of a
I don't know what
Wellll
Let me tell you brother
I'd rather be burned as a witch,
Than never be burned at all.

I use my songs to entice you
With curses advise you
And all of my bags of tricks
To choose and rise you

They say that I'm a witch,
And that I weave a spell
Well, I'll be a son of a
I don't know what
Welllll
Let me tell you brother
I'd rather be burned as a witch,
Than never be burned at all.

Alice got more undone and confident at Devil Dust sweating and grabbed her arms and started dancing with her. At first Devil Dust panicked at that gesture, but then eased into it.

“”You want a gal who will be your pal,
Who would never look at another
Who would be good and true
And take care of you?
Sorry, you want another.

I use my charms to undo you
My arms to unglue you
And all of the hex
Of the weaker sex
To voodoo you!

Yes, they say that I'm a witch and that I weave a spell
Well, I'll be a son of a?
I don't know what
Wellll
Let me tell you brother
I'd rather be burned as a witch,
Than never be burned at all.

If you want a love
Who's a turtle dove
Who will bring you life's little joys
Who is sweet and shy
With a gentle eye
I'll take them in with the boys

I use my eyes to invite you,
My lips to delight you
And you never can tell
When I use my teeth to bite you
They say that I'm a witch,
And that I weave a spell
Well, I'll be a son of a?
I don't know what
Wellll
Let me tell you brother
I'd rather be burned as a witch,
Than never be burned at all!”

The two stopped dancing once the music cut off and started panting, obviously very tired from that exchange.

“That was fun!”

“I say it was.... entertaining to say the least.”

“Do you want a whiskey?”

“At 4 pm?”

“Never to early to get drunk! That’s what Husk says anyway.”

“Sure....”

And the two of them ran off to get so whiskey at the bar.

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Listen to the song above ^

I’m gonna write a poem.
This is just for fun, and also because my only purpose is to make bottom Al content, y'all know that. And y'all keep coming back for more sooo.....

Also the giveaway chapters are coming soon, I just need to do some more research.

That said, enjoy this experiment.

And if you like it, go boop the upvote/kudos button.
(Even though comments are really appreciated as well.......:)

Also, sorry for not updating. Just went on a little break. But new chapters are coming soon !

The sun through his brunette eyes shined like a creak on a sunny mornin'.

His father callin out to him.

His mother's warmth.

It calmed him.

His father's sheer cold.

It blinded him.

I guess you could say that he was blinded by fear.

The 2 gunshots turned into 4, the talkin' turning into nothing more than cold, dead, silence.

His fear turning into madness and pride!
The gunshots still rang in his ear!
The adrenaline rushing though his vains!

He adored it.
Loved it.
CRAVED IT.

I guess you could say that he is blinded by entertainment.

The proud walk across New Orleans
The permanent smile on his face.
Was respected even with his race.
Long strides like he owned the town.

But The screams were still in his ears. He missed the past when the thing he loved most was still with him.

The pain of the past was blinded by his pride.

And the bullets aimed at his forehead were because of a single prideful MISTAKE.

But falling though the void listening to a musical prison that brought your ego down isn't a bad way to go.

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Alright guys, I have a poll for you.

So I noticed that my Hazbin hotel Oneshots are getting really popular on ao3 and Wattpad, but my belle of the ball 2 ain’t doing to hot.

So should I quit the series and only make one shots? Or continue the belle of the ball 2? And I don’t know what to do, so I ’d love to hear your thoughts!

Mimi out!

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U guys can ask me anything! About Hazbin, other fandoms, music and other things.
Just nothing to personal.

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Update!!!!! I made an art book on Wattpad!
https://www.wattpad.com/story/265991240-art

And some big things coming up!

4-16-21: New Hazbin Hotel oneshot!

4-17-21: New Prince of Egypt (Hazbin Hotel edition)

4-20-21:Romeo and Juliet ( Appleradio edition)

4-23-21: possible smut?

Thx for staying to read little’ old me’s one shots.

And thank you all so much for almost 3500 views! I love every single one of you!!!!!!❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Also, chapter is coming tonight.

Leave me some questions to answer.

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https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=Le8a7u1pANU

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=J_YaxIL8MvM

(You can watch this clip to get a nice Visual)

Alastor was conflicted.

He was in what mortals called a "abusive relationship." See, Lucifer was a ok boyfriend. He cared somewhat about Alastor. He bought him nice things and let him live in his mansion.

But he would yell at Alastor, slap him, treat him like a piece of shit, wouldn't let him go around the mansion without him, and still was married to Lilith.

He said that he "loved" Alastor. But he caught those two time and time again.

Not anymore.

Alastor saw Lucifer sitting on his throne in his main room. Al speeded in there with a dress Lilith had taken off when she and Lucifer were screwing.
"What is the problem Alastor?"
"You. That's the problem."
"What do you mean by that mere mortal?" Lucifer gritted his teeth a bit while saying that.
Alastor went over to Lucifer, and quickly stabbed Lucifer in the face.
"That "mortal" shit is the first thing. I have never been in a relationship, but I know DAMN well that you don't treat a boyfriend like the way you treat me."
Lucifer thought about that for a second, completely ignoring the knife in his face. He did know that he was messing with Alastor just because he can. But he thought it was karma for all the destruction he'd caused to his domain. HIS HELL.
"Well as you know Alastor, you got yourself into this. Your the one that tried to manipulate my daughter."
Alastor rolled his eyes, knowing that he tried to do such, but failed.
"I didn't do such things! I was just bringing aid to your ignorant daughter."
"My WHAT now ?!"
"Your ignorant daughter."
Alastor bit off a piece of his nail after saying that nonchalant quick sentence.
"You know Lucifer," he started walking toward the past archangel . "For a Angel....." He stabbed him in the heart with an Angel blade.

"Your not very smart."

Lucifer fell to the ground in pain. Alastor slowly leaned down to his level. He seductively pulled out a another Angelic knife and slowly cut Lucifer's lips to the point of him not being able to talk.

"Enjoy the show Luci~"

Alastor grabbed his arms and pulled him away to his vintage car . Lucifer started to feel lightheaded. He would only last a bit more until he would meet his demise. Eventually, he was completely knocked out. He woke up  in a club. A jazz one to be specific. (He could tell due to the loud jazz music playing from the band that was right next to him.

Meanwhile~

A certain someone was getting ready for a show. He walked though the halls of the backstage very quickly, occasionally answering questions like "Who are you?" Or " Where's the other sexy one?"
Nevertheless, he made it to the dressing room and started to get changed.

Lucifer was still sitting in the crowd unnoticed. He was muted and could barely move, so no one really noticed him. But then all the sudden, the jazz stopped, and he heard a call from the intercom

"ladies, gentlemen, and those in between! We have an amazing show for you tonight! The beautiful twins themselves! Give a round of applause to
Angie Polvere and Roxxane Rousseau!"

Everyone cheered and clapped knowing that they were in for a treat.

Five, six, seven, eight.

All of the sudden, Alastor appeared on the stage in full drag. His outfit was a black flapper one with black stockings underneath. Poor Lucifer wasn't prepared.

"Come on babe, why don't we paint the town?
And all that jazz."
"I'm gonna rouge my knees and roll my stockings down
And all that jazz
Start the car, I know a whoopee spot
Where the gin is cold but the piano's hot
It's just a noisy hall, where there's a nightly brawl
And all that jazz"

Alastor , seen as Roxxane Rousseau, leaned toward Lucifer (who was in the front row) and kissed him real quickly. He pulled away with a drop of blood dripping down his face.

Skidoo
"And all that jazz."

Hotcha

Whoopee

"And all that jazz
Slick your hair and wear your buckle shoes
And all that jazz
I hear that Father Dip is gonna blow the blues
And all that jazz
Hold on hon, we're gonna bunny-hug
I bought some aspirin down at United Drug
In case you shake apart and want a brand new start
To do that jazz
Find a flask, we're playin' fast and loose
And all that jazz
Right up here is where I store the juice
And all that jazz
Come on babe, we're gonna brush the sky
I betcha Lucky Lindy never flew so high
'Cause in the stratosphere, how could he lend an ear
To all that jazz?
Oh, you're gonna see your sheba shimmy-shake
And all that jazz
Oh, she's gonna shimmy 'til her garters break
And all that jazz~"

Show her where to park her girdle
Oh, her mother's blood'll curdle a
If she'd hear her baby's queer
For all that jazz
All that jazz
Come on babe, why don't we paint the town?
(Oh, you're gonna see your Sheba shimmy shake)
And all that jazz
(and all that jazz)
I'm gonna rouge my knees and roll my stockings down
(Oh, she's gonna shimmy 'til her garters break)
And all that jazz (and all that jazz)
Start the car, I know a whoopee spot
(Show her where to park her girdle)
Where the gin is cold but the piano's hot
(Oh, her mother's blood will curdle)
It's just a noisy hall, where there's a nightly brawl
(If she'd hear her baby's queer)

"And all that jazz!"

"No, I'm no one's wife
But oh, I love my life!"

"And alllllll thattt jazz!!
That jazz."

The light dimmed to the point where no one could see. Everyone was a slight bit confused about that, but they kept cheering, until they heard loud gunshots from a particular snake imp. Everyone immediately ran out of the club except for two figures. One that was alive.....

........And one that was dead.

Thank you so much for reading! Sorry for the delay, I got caught up in some stuffs. Love you all and I will see you all very soon. 

Byeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!

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Hey all my ao3 readers! Just letting you know that I have a Wattpad if you didn’t know.

It’s where I can post pictures and announcements so you will here from me much more over there. My username is @mimillovessherbrownies. I posted a new chapter/vote/update over there that I can’t post here. So if you have Wattpad, go over there and check it out!

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“Where is that cold hearted son of a bitch..”

“Why did you kill them?!”

“Because I HAD to! They turned you into a cheating, lying, broken, piece of shit television!”

Alastor woke up in a cold sweat. He remained in the same position on his bed. His room silent except for his fast breathing and tears. He hadn't performed in ages. He just stayed in his room, crying or planning Vox’s death.

"DAMN YOU VOX !" Alastor yelled. He didn't want this. He didn't want to love. To crave. To want. He cried until he heard his door open.

"Hey Alastor. Are you's alright?"

Alastor immediately stopped crying and regained himself.

"Oh dear me Angel! You actually frightened me!"
Alastor exclaimed loudly.

"I did? That's surprising! Any who smiles, I heard some sobbing from in here, and I was wondering who's the victim? Or victims?"

"Why my dear, I don't think you have the right room. I haven't killed anyone in two days! A record, really!" Alastor put on his biggest smile to hide his dried up tears.

Angel saw the dried up tears, and looked around his room and knew what had happened.

"Ya had ya heart broken. Didn't ya?" Angel leaned against the doorframe with a eyebrow raised.

Alastor knew that he was screwed. He immediately took his cane and hit Angel in his gut and pushed him on the ground.

"You cCANNOT tell ANYONE about this! I do not know HOW you can read me so well....."

"It's pretty obvious Al." Angel said in a very muffled voice due to his face being in the ground.

"Just tell me the context Al."

"Fine. I would kill you if princess Charlie wasn't watching my every move." He released Angel from his grip and sat on his bed.

Angel looked around Alastor's swamp like room and sat down with him. It took a little bit, but Alastor started to talk in a surprisingly humanoid voice.

"Me and Vox have been seeing each other for three years. I gave in to his shitty antics after he'd been flirting with me for a while. And that made him see the revolting humanoid being inside me, and I started to see the potentially..... sweet human inside of him."

"Really? He has a sweet side to him?"

"Charming side to him, darling. And I believed it. We talked and....shared something. But that side of him didn't last for long. But to me it did. I was in heaven when he was around. He ended up sleeping with 31 women through our relationship. And I killed each and every ONE OF THEM!"

Alastor immediately got up emphasized fury. He walked towards a bulletin board on his wall that had hundreds of pictures of demons. Some pictures seemed..... familiar to Angel.

" AND TO THINK.....That's NOT EVEN THE FULL AMOUNT OF WOMEN! There are stttillll morre whores that have slept with MY MAN!"Alastor ripped the bulletin board off the wall in even more rage. But that rage stopped as he started crying.

"I loved that man. I loved......a man." He said with a slight chuckle.

"Thanks for listening Angel. You've been a real doll."
A certain calmness had rushed over Alastor after taking about his problems.

"You know Al, I can help you get revenge."

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Husk was always drunk. And he knew that. When he wasn't drunk, he could feel, he could remember, he could......love. And that frightened him. He certainly was way softer when he wasn't drunk. Most of the time, he didn't even like the taste of alcohol. He just wanted a way to escape his harsh reality. And that harsh reality was the video star.

See, a couple of months ago, the radio demon was at his weakest. He was emotionally distraught and mad all the time. He acted like nothing was wrong, but ol' husker knew what was going on. He knew Alastor like the back of his hand. He went out to find information about what happened that night he came back into the hotel. Eventually he found someone who knew what had happened to Alastor that night. By overhearing a " potential hotel client" talking about Roxanne Rousseau, which he knew was actually Alastor.

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Love like you ( radiohusk pt 1) Some sweet radio husk for you idiots!

Also, I will be releasing two chapters that were requested soon. So be on the lookout for that.
This is more of a mini book , btw.

Alright, ✨enjoy my sweet sinners! ✨

Chapter one: A summary of the past

Husk was always drunk. And he knew that. When he wasn't drunk, he could feel, he could remember, he could......love. And that frightened him. He certainly was way softer when he wasn't drunk. Most of the time, he didn't even like the taste of alcohol. He just wanted a way to escape his harsh reality. And that harsh reality was the video star.

See, a couple of months ago, the radio demon was at his weakest. He was emotionally distraught and mad all the time. He acted like nothing was wrong, but ol' husker knew what was going on. He knew Alastor like the back of his hand. He went out to find information about what happened that night he came back into the hotel. Eventually he found someone who knew what had happened to Alastor that night. By overhearing a " potential hotel client" talking about Roxanne Rousseau, which he knew was actually Alastor. "Oh Roxxanne Rousseau? Yeah I saw her on stage when I went to the club one night. She is gorgeous I tell you! And quite the murderous one too! "
Husk listened a bit more and could then piece together all the information that he needed to know what happened. So Alastor got mad at his "boyfriend" Lucifer for some reason, and got revenge by killing him with a magical gun. ( And because he knows Alastor, he assumes that he ate him.)  that was the most thinking he had done in years, but at least he knew why Alastor was so off. He decided to give him some time before trying to admit his true feelings for him.

Chapter Two:  My "Sober" day. 

He gave it about a week and Alastor was feeling much better. Husk was relieved to hear this, and decided that he would ask Alastor out. He went to room 666 (which is very hard when you're drunk btw) and knocked. After a while, a clawed hand grabbed Husk by the ear and pulled him into the room.
"Hello husker! What can I do for you my dear friend?"
"What the fuck Al? You fuckin' scared me!"
"Sorry Husker.... I was just so excited!"
"You? Excited? About what?"
"Erm... well, it is something that you cannot tell ANY other soul about." Alastor warned.
"I won't tell Al. I wouldn't have a good reason too."
"Ok. I trust you Husker." Alastor paused for a bit.
"Well? What is it? Tell me you asshole!"
Alastor sighed with a surprisingly hopeful look in his eyes before continuing.

"I have a boyfriend now."

Husk immediately tensed up after he said that, trying not to look visibly upset.
"Oh really? Well who is the bastard?"
"This might sound a bit strange.... But it's Vox, the video star. We have been trying to "fix" our relationship and have something more healthy for years, but he asked me on a date two days ago and asked me if I wanted to make it official. I just couldn't say no. And plus, if it doesn't work out, it could be very entertaining!"

Husk Almost had a stroke Right then and there.

"Really? That sounds....fun or whatever. Well, it was great talking to you Alastor. See you later fucker."

And husk immediately ran out of the room and downstairs to his desk. He checked the clock, it was 9:00, about time for the hotel to close. So he went up to his room that he never goes into and grabs a secret stash of his strongest liquor, and downs it all. He crawls around his room trying to find more booze to inhale, so he can drown his new found sorrows. That night he just kept drinking more and more, until he passed out drunk on the floor.

Chapter Three:  I Want You.

Husker awoke in a terrible state. Glass on the floor, booze in his fur and throw up at the back of his throat. He immediately ran to his bathroom and puked his brains out.

" God damn it."

His head was on fire and his booze had run out. He couldn't even drown himself in hard liquor anymore.

He decided to lay down on his bed and go back to sleep.

Alastor's point of view.

Alastor awoke early in the morning to start breakfast. He was more cheerful than he'd ever been. He skipped to Nifty's room so that she could help him with breakfast. He opened the door and noticed Nifty sleeping on her button shaped bed. The dapper man pulled the covers off of nifty and tickled her awake.

"Al! What are you doing?!"

"Isn't it obvious? I'm waking you up so you can help me with breakfast!"

"Yay!!!!"

She immediately got up and ran to her closet and put on her pink apron.

"Let's go!"

And she grabbed his hand and pulled him downstairs.

Little did they know that someone would rock this breakfast to it's very core.

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Hi babies!

It’s been a while. I haven’t talked to you guys in a while. But I have good news! I’m coming back!

So I re-read the belle of the ball, and I cringed super hard. (Seriously, how tf did you guys read that?) so I’m announcing a remake of the book for its upcoming one year anniversary!

I’m also going to be taking requests again because I told you all I would but then I never did.

And I will be updating hho at least once a week from now on, so I hope you guys are ready!

Goodbye my sinners!

-Mimilovesherbrownies

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Well. It’s been a long time coming. But I will be updating and remastering this book. Because I genuinely want to and stuff. It’s a also really shitty book with good plots. But the writing is atrocious. I genuinely can’t believe that this book has almost 10k reads. But consider this a Christmas gift darlings. Happy holidays! <3

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Hello Sinners!

So I’m sorry I haven’t updated a lot of my works lately. As you can see from the chapters, I ‘closed’ them because I can’t unpublish them without deleting them.

Ive been working really hard on updating two oneshots and just one of them is at 5k and I’ve only done the beginning.

So yeah, there’s a lot of content I’m cooking up for all of you.

Chapter two of both Belle of the Ball and Video loves the Radio Star should be up by next week. (No promises unfortunately.)

I also have a mini book that is ‘StaticRadio’ centered.

You’ll see why I put it in quotes once it comes out. :)

But yeah, if you guys could recommend old oneshots you’d like to see updated so I can have a specific schedule, that would be really helpful. Once I get cooking, I’ll probably do updates once a day.

But look out for Dragged having a couple of extra special updates! I love you all so much. Thank you for being so supportive and patient <3

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Lucifer sat in his luxury penthouse overlooking all of Hell, staring forlornly out at the brightly lit landscape. He had everything in the entire realm at his fingertips, any choice in a lover he could ever desire, and more money and power than God himself.

So why was he so miserable?

It could have been the fact that his life felt so very empty.

All of the drinking, the gambling, the luxury spending, the passionless love with the finest escorts the Lust ring could offer could not fill the empty void left in his heart all those years ago. He knew in the depths of his immortal soul that nothing would ever satisfy the ache that Alastor left behind.

He walked to his liquor cabinet and poured himself a generous glass of whiskey, moving outside to the penthouse’s adjoining balcony to drink and reminisce as he looked over the glittering skyline of Hell, something he often did on many a lonely night.

Many, many years ago, back when Lucifer was young and passionate, he had been deeply and maybe even obsessively in love with a demon named Alastor. They had both been wild and reckless hellions, often spending nights sneaking Lucifer away from his responsibilities to go out drinking and on insane (and frankly very dangerous) adventures around Hell. Alastor was the most feral and wonderful person Lucifer had ever known, and never had either known a more passionate or devoted lover.

Alas, such a ravenous love could not exist for long.

Lucifer took a long swig of his drink and shuddered- he always hated remembering this part of the relationship.

While Alastor was not ambitionless, in fact, he was quite the opposite, he tended to go where the profit took him- often always working on some sort of scheme or other to get rich and powerful. He often took Lucifer away from his stressful responsibilities as the heir to Hell’s throne. But eventually, this started to become a problem, especially with Lucifer’s family. With Alastor always dragging him away, sometimes for days or weeks at a time for all of the orgies of excess Hell had to offer, Lucifer’s family presented him with an ultimatum. He had to accept his position as Hell’s king and stop fooling around in excess and lust- which meant he could never see Alastor again.

It didn’t help that Alastor’s love was often more of a feral lust, with ..escapades… more often than not leaving Lucifer covered in bruises and bites from Alastor’s fangs that took weeks to heal. And of course, Lucifer found it wonderful and wild in the beginning, but by Satan, was the man insatiable.

All of the tension building up had finally come to a breaking point, and Lucifer and Alastor had a spectacular falling-out ending in broken dishes and hearts. The next day, when Lucifer came to Alastor’s apartment to apologize for what he had said the night before, he found that he had gone, never to be seen again.

Lucifer sipped his drink again and seeing that the (admittedly large) glass was empty already, he cursed, sulking back towards the penthouse to get the bottle and pour himself some more. It was to be another of those blackout-drunk nights, it seemed.

As he walked back into his apartment, something sitting atop his desk caught his eye. Curiously, he picked it up and brought it to eye level- he’d take anything to ease his eternal boredom.

It was a red envelope embossed with the symbol of a microphone, which Lucifer boredly ran his fingertips over before tearing the envelope open.

Inside was a letter written on pearl-white paper in spidery handwriting Lucifer knew all too well, and the first words sent shivers up his spine.

“My dearest Lucifer, something tells me that you’ve been incredibly lonely these past years in my absence. I’ll admit, I may have been missing you too…. If you’d like to relive old times, I’d be more than happy to receive you~

-Alastor”

Underneath the text of the letter was a date and time, as well as the address of a building in Pentagram City.

Lucifer clutched the letter to his heart as he rushed to the balcony, staring into the city below with a new spark racing in his pulse.