The Son Of The Radio Demon(Hazbin Hotel Male Reader Insert)

Happy Hotel Pt1.

(Had to make it short sorry.)

[Third Person Pov]

~~~A Room Somewhere

You woke up in your bed with a throbbing headache.

Y/n: M-m-major hangover.

The covers rustled a bit, then Niffty's head popped out.

Niffty: Did you enjoy last night Y/n?

Y/n: I can't even remember last night, guess you did a good job.

You pet her head and Niffty smiled.

*knock* *knock* *knock*

Y/n: Put some clothes on Niffty.

Niffty got out of the bed and put on some clothes while you put on some pants.

Y/n: Come in.

The door opened and in came Alastor.

Alastor: Ah, sport, you're finally awake.

Y/n: Yep, any plans to today?

Alastor: Well that friend of yours has some sort of announcement planned on the picture show, I might watch it.

Y/n: Just call it a T.V.-Yeah, I'm gonna-

*Ringtone*

You answered your phone.

Y/n: What's up baby?

Charlie: ...Hey Y/n.

Charlie, you two haven't really talked since the whole game show thing.

Y/n: Uh...hey Charlie.

Charlie: You heard about my announcement right?

Y/n: I'm assuming it's about the hotel right?

Charlie: Yeah........I've missed talking to you.

Y/n: *sigh* Believe me, the feeling's mutual.

Charlie: I just...don't understand why you would do something like that, and you're still doing it.

Y/n: Well, I am still a patron. Don't worry, I'm rooting for you.

Charlie: Ok, I hope they see my vision.

Y/n: And Charlie.

Charlie: Yeah?

Y/n: Whatever you do...don't sing. Just...just don't.

Charlie: He said not to sing.

Vaggie: [Distant] I don't care what he says.

Charlie: *sigh* Bye Y/n...please...be good.

Then, the phone hung up.

Alastor: What's this about a hotel?

Y/n: You'll see. I'm gonna go for a walk.

Alastor: Alright sport, don't forget you have a show today.

Y/n: I won't.

You put on your outfit...but something was missing.

Y/n: Where's my hat?

Niffty popped up with your that on.

Niffty: Look! I'm Y/n! WHAT'S UP BITCHEEEEEEEEES?!