Once Upon A Time [Hazbin Hotel] [Alastor x Reader]

Chapter 1 - Always Chasing rainbows

-Edited-

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Warning - The following may include explicit and crude language and profanity. All characters besides you belong to Vivian Moreno. You belong to you. Story belongs to me besides the pilot that had been included. ❗Not suited for younger readers❗

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A/n - In hell you are pale, as your Charlie's sister, but there's a lot of backstory of your human life later in the story where you don't have to be 

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Normal P.O.V

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Two girls stand on the balcony of an unknown building, looking out at the town in front of you. Your hair had a (h/c) color with red tips, your complexion a smooth coloring unlike many of the other demons that reside here in hell. You had these shining [E/C] eyes, a magnificent glow coming from them as the red lights of the street below shone on them. You both had a red vest with a white button up shirt underneath. Your sister had her tied loosely behind her, while yours was resting in a way you felt it would be most comfortable. You both had black trousers and white and black shoes. The two of you began to sing, looking into the horizon

[Y/N]: At the end of the rainbow there's happiness

Charlie: And to find it, how often we've tried

[Y/N]: But our life is a race

Charlie: Just a wild goose chase

[Y/N]: And our dreams have all been denied

Charlie: Why have we always been a failure

[Y/N]: What can the reason be

Charlie: We wonder if the world's to blame

[Y/N]: We wonder if it could be us

Charlie: We're always chasing rainbows

[Y/N]: Watching clouds drifting by

Charlie: My schemes are just like all my dreams

[Y/N]: Ending in the sky

You both point to the sky, and using your powers, you two light fireworks flying up towards the glowing red pentagram.

Charlie: Some fellows look and find the sunshine

[Y/N]: We always look and find the rain

Charlie: Some fellows make a winning sometime

[Y/N]: We never even make a gain,

Charlie: Believe us

Charlie sounded pained holding back a sob as you continued.

[Y/N]: We're always chasing rainbow

Charlie: Waiting to find a little bluebird

[Y/N] and Charlie: In vain...

-Scene cuts to Charlie, Vaggie, and [Y/N]-

"I'd sure like to nail her hotpot." You cringe slightly as you hear the words come from Tom Trench, and then pity as you see Katie Killjoy pour a cup of coffee on Tom after she says, "You really are a litdick jackass Tom. Or should I say- Nodick."

You could hear Toms grunts of pain as Katie continued to speak. "Coming up next, we have an exclusive interview with the daughters of Hells own head honcho, who's here to discuss their brand new Passion project! All that and more, right after the break!," and right before the show cuts she turns to Tom and says, "suck it up you little bi-." You flinch at her cursing. You've never been fond of profanities. Quite the opposite actually.

You stand by Charlie and Vaggie (A girl with grey skin, and white hair, styled so her hair covered one eye. She was wearing a white dress with two X's on her chest, and a grey belt tightening out around her middle. She was wearing grey gloves and socks. One all great and another with pink and grey stripes. She was wearing a dark choker, blank shoes, and a pink bow in her hair. She had pink and yellow eyes).

Vaggie fixes Charlie's bowtie. "Ok, You remember what to say?," she says to the both of you. You both take a deep breath in as a smile appears on your faces. "Yes!," Charlie says. "Let's do this!," you shadow. "Just look at me, and I'll mouth it to you," she says. You two two both visibly deflate. "Come on Vaggie, we know what to say," Charlie starts. "We just feel like we need to make this more... I dunno...," you continue, picking up a donut as you try to find the right word. "Exciting!" You say at the same time finally finding the right word. You take a bite of the donut you were holding behind you.

Your faces light up as an idea comes to your mind. "Ooh what if we...," you both start. "Sing a song about it?," she asks. "You knew we were gonna say that," Charlie asks, booping her. "That's because I know you," she says, grabbing Charlie's shoulders. "But please don't sing," she continues. "This is serious," she says.

"Well you know, we're better at expressing ourselves and our goals through song!," Charlie says climbing on the table. "But life isn't a musical hun," she says. "Fine, but we have these other ideas of what to say," you tell her, pulling out a piece of paper. "The highlighted bits are the best parts!," Charlie says excitedly, her eyes lighting up. "Uh, it's all highlighted," she says taking a look. "Is this a drawing?," she asks squinting to take a closer look. "Yes!," you say. "That's the happy ending, see? Everyone's happy and smiling in heaven!," the girl says, with such a happy look on her face. "I don't think it's that simple," she responds. "Just please follow the talking points we went over," she continues. "And. DO. NOT. SING." "Ok fiiine,"Charlie says. "Well just have to resort to our impeccable improve skills," you say in a slightly british accent. "Couldn't have said it better myself," Charlie says grabbing your arm.

"Hi!... I'm Charlie... And this is [Y/N]!," Charlie said as you both extended your arms to shake Katie Killjoys hand. Charlie introduced you because you didn't like to interact with people.

Katie simply looked at your hands, and squished the cigarette in her own as she breathed out a puff of smoke. "Katie Killjoy. I'd say it's a pleasure to meet you, but that would be a lie. You can put those away - I don't touch the gays," she says, referring to Charlie. "I have standards," she sneers.

"Yeah? How's uh...,'' ''How's that working out for ya," you two say looking around out your surroundings nervously. "Look," she starts. "My time is money, so I'll keep this short," she says. "You two aren't here because we wanted you here," she says, poking your chests and ending with your noses. "You two are here because Jeffrey, couldn't make it for his cannibal cooking segment. You two might be some royal bigshot, but that didn't mean SHIT to me. I'm too rich and too influential, to a giving a flying FUCK about what some tux wearing demon 'princesses' want to advertise." "But I-," Charlie tried to cut in. "So don't get cute with me or I will FUCKING bury you two."

"And we're live!"

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