𝓢𝓪𝓬𝓻𝓲𝓯𝓲𝓬𝓲𝓪𝓵 𝓛𝓪𝓶𝓫 (Yandere Hazbin hotel x Reader)

𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 7 - 𝓣𝓪𝓲𝓵𝓸𝓻𝓼

This was Charlie's last year in Demon High School, and she wanted this year to be special. Specifically, she wanted the traditional prom experience. A few weeks ago, you went dress shopping with Charlie. Even though you could have made her dream dress, she wanted to find one in a store. She also wanted to get it fitted by a tailor (again, even though you could have done it).

You were picking up her dress a few weeks before the event.

Thanks to a certain deer demon, you have been spending more time out in the city. He wanted to hang out and talk every week. He took you to cannibal town and introduced you to his friend. He would show you around different jazz clubs, where you would meet someone who knew him while he was alive. He even took you to his radio tower to show you the ins and outs of the radio. However, these past couple of months, he hasn't been talking to you as much.

Opening the door of the tailors, you automatically noticed a familiar red-haired man with antlers. Though, next to him was a man you've never seen before. He was the same height as Alastor, with a yellow sweater, black jacket, and top hat. You were shocked the hat managed not to fall since his head was a TV box. 

The only reason you know about TVs is because of Alastor. He could complain about them constantly and how radio is better. So, that begs the question of what Alastor is going with this man?

You sneaked into the shop, trying to avoid them. Even though you enjoyed talking to Alastor, he still made you uncomfortable.

But, you rolled low on stealth, and Alastor turned his head 180 degrees to look at you. "(Y/n)! My dear, what are you doing here?"

"I'm picking up a dress for Charlie." You walked over to the counter and handed the cashier your slip. Alastor's body made a disgusting snap sound as his body turned around. He grabbed your arm and pulled you over to the other man. "(Y/n), I want to introduce you to my new friend-."

Before Alastor could finish, the other man reached out his hand to you. "Vox. It's nice to meet." He smiled up at you with an almost innocent look. Clearly, he's new around here. Alastor squinted his eyes at Vox as one of the employees called out for the TV. He ran to the employee, and the two exited behind a curtain.

Alastor's turned back to you with his customary shit-eating grin. "So, how's your day going?"

"Fine. Now, can you tell me what you're doing with that guy?"

"Nothing, I'm just introducing him to life around hell."

"Huh. Yeah." You rolled your eyes.

"What do you not believe me?" He looked at you with pleading eyes.

"Not at all. All you care about is entertainment."

"You see." He glanced sadly down at the floor and wiped a fake tear off his cheek. "He has a terminal issues. Only a few weeks to live-."

"Alastor," You glared at him.

He laughed. "Fine. Fine. He's new and wants so desperately to be an Overlord." The grin on his face widen. "I just want to give him a taste of paradise before casting him out."

"You're sick."

"I know." He giggled while giving you a closed-eye smile that looked to wholesome to be coming from him.

You tried to walk away, but Alastor grabbed your arm. He pulled you close and whispered, "Now, you better not tell him and ruin my fun." He placed both his hands on your shoulder, locking you in place.

"Are you threatening me?" You tried to sound firm, but your voice was shaking.

"I would never. However, I would hate to lose a friend over something so insignificant." He moved away from you and he started chatting with the cashier.