Hazbin Hotel is Vizipop's creation. I only own my OC the Doe-Eyed Killer Josephine Grace, and any not canon characters, nothing else! Nor do I own the artwork you will see within this story all rights go to the artists!
Also a few villains, one mor...
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Charlie, Josephine, and Alastor entered the music room door from the stairwell to see the entirety of the Hotel Crew, Mimzy, Molly, and Cherri Bomb with Amos and Abigail laughing over something with Lucifer and Lilith.
The moment they entered Lucifer went for chatting with Amos and Abigail to standing in front of Josephine and Alastor.
He reached out and touched their shoulders before retracting his hands with wide eyes over the intense cold chill still emanating from them. "You saw my Brother?" He then grabbed their shoulders in a firm grip and grinned. "You met him. Didn't you? What happened what all did he say?"
Alastor blinked and sighed as he removed Lucifer's hand from his shoulder in order to go sit down for about an hour of rest. "You handle the Kings questions darling. I'm likely going to vomit again if I have to remember the feeling of that cold chill going down my spine again..."
Lucifer's eyes widened. "I was right! You met Zaz!"
Charlie arched a brow. "Zaz? You mean Uncle Azrael?"
"Yep!" He turned to face Charlie, blinked, and then turned to Josephine. "What happened?"
One explanation later...
"Yep that sounds like the King of Sass alright."
Charlie was in awe. "He's been watching over me? Really?"
"They all are in their own way sweetheart. Your birthday presents are all related to their personalities and created to have your own preferences in mind. Apparently Azrael wanted to be a smug little twit and gave you sixty pounds of rainbow glitter just to irritate me."
Charlie's eyes widened. "So it wasn't Grandpa God? Uncle Azrael gave me the rainbow glitter? Really?"
Lucifer's grinning turned into a grimace of annoyance. "Yes as astounding as it is to hear...he was the one that gave you the glitter. That smug little twit."
Angel Dust blinked then spoke. "Whoa whoa whoa hold up! Azrael as the Archangel of Death...whoa...what's he like?"
"The Emo King of Sass? Tall, black wings, brooding, sighs a lot. Likes fighting with his scythe against Michael, and being around his two flying eyeball companions."
"Eyeball what...no never mind that. You got any pictures or paintings because he sounds like a hottie."
Up in Heaven Azrael sneezed and grumbled with an unwanted shiver down his spine. He acted accordingly. Lucifer shuddered as a cold chill of death ran over him. Apparently Azrael wasn't at all amused by that and sent his baby brother a reminder that he's not a piece of eye candy for anyone. "He'd kill you if only he could for saying that...he's not into romance atall so if you ever met him, don't flirt with him. You'll regret it."
