You Again ~ Alastor [Hazbin Hotel] (FINISHED)

~12~ Hell's Greatest Disappointment ~12~

"And... you are...?"

"Alastor! Pleasure to be meeting you, sir."
Weirdly, he shook the ruler's apple cane.
"...Quite a pleasure."
He wiped his hand.

I was getting nervous.
How can he let himself be disrespectful in front of his king? What's going on?

"It's nice to finally put a face to the name. You are... much SHORTER in real life."

"Who is this? Who is this nut?
Are you the bellhop?"

"Aha! No! I am the host of the hotel.
You might have heard of me from my radio broadcast."

"Hmm, nope! I guess THAT'S why Charlie called it the HAS-BEEN Hotel, ahaha."
Ouch.

"Ha ha ha. It was actually my idea."

"Ahaha. Well, it's not very clever."

"Ha ha! Fuck you."

I was in complete shock.
He'd never act like that.
He must REALLY hate him.

Nonetheless, I believe whatever that is going between them is wayyyyy beyond me, so I didn't feel like I should intervene.

"OKAY! Okay, anyway..."
Charlie stood between them.
"Dad, look at this lovely parlor where people can get to know each other and share secrets and stories and intimate feelings! Without Alastor, we wouldn't have been able to pretty it up this much."

"Charlie has a very unique vision. I am happy to fulfil her bizarre requests."
He placed a hand on her shoulder.

I couldn’t help but feel a little jealous.
Of course, I have no doubt this all has to do with him wanting to get on the nerves of the father, but... well...
I wish he did those sorts of light hearted gestures to me, too.

I barely got to hug or hold hands with him alone, and he just... gives her a pet on the back in front of everyone so easily.

"Oh, thank you, Alastor..."

"Quite an impressive young lady.
We're all very proud of her."

"AHEM, CHARLIE, dear, why don't you introduce me to your OTHER friends?"

Charlie nervously tried to introduce her girlfriend, and Lucifer hugged Vaggie very enthusiastically.
"Oh my golly! You like girls?? So do I!
We have so much in common!"

I was surprised he accepted it so easily.
In our time, such relationships were considered a curse, a sickness, a shame.
That everyone with it will go to h-
Oh.
Wait- no.
It's been decades.
Hell is just progressive.
I don't see why send to hell people whom their only crime was love.

"Your Majesty!"
Sir pentious saluted to Lucifer, immediately tripping down.

"Heya short king~"
Angel Dust allowed himself to flirt.

"Husk is our bartender, and Niffty is our housekeeper."
Charlie presented.
Husk gave a smaller salute.
Niffty was ECSTATIC.

She climbed up his coat, a giggling mess.
"Hello. I clean."

"Oh, last but not least, Y/n's our newest guest. They wrote that article about the hotel! ...which you probably didn't read..."

I stepped closer and waved awkwardly.
Suddenly, I was pulled back.
Before I could react, the chandelier CRASHED loudly in front of us, where I stood.

Oh lord, my suspicions were correct.
OH LORD, I almost died again.

I looked at whoever saved me, who now let go of my arm. It was Alastor, but I couldn't even thank him quietly because he didn't even glance at me.

He was too busy staring angrily at Lucifer, who bursted into song.
(Beautifully, if I may add.)

I couldn’t help but feel disappointed.
He didn't check on me...?
No 'careful', or 'are you alright?'
Not a concerned look or a reassuring smile?
He didn't even look my way.

I was more hurt than disappointed, actually.
Yeah, he saved me. But he practically ignores me and focuses more on Lucifer and Charlie.
I know we aren't A THING, but still...
Even as a friend, when we were alive, he payed more attention to me. Like the time when he stopped me from running through the road.

I watched the childish scuffle between the two very strong entities and wondered if I truly matter.

If I'm just someone to have, no need to show even the slightest affection on regular basis.

If all the sweet things he told me were empty-nothings, if I am just a part of his twisted game.