The narrator, Charlie Morningstar, begins to tell a story of how the universe was created by beings called Angels, and as the narration goes on, the images shows the silhouette of her father, Lucifer Morningstar, creating fireworks, which draws the ire wrath of the angels for his behavior. The angels then created the place called Earth where they create the first humans, Adam and Lilith. Lilith rejected Adam and flees from the garden where she meet Lucifer, and fell in love. They came to Eve, Adam's new bride, to offer her an apple from a tree to bring free will to humanity, but the Earth was shattered by darkness that was unleashed by them. The angels banished Lucifer and Eve from Heaven and Earth, and into the depths of pit black and darkness realm now called Hell. While Lucifer stagnated, Lilith thrived and brought Hell to new heights, leading the angels to start the yearly Extermination, as population control for the overpopulated demons and sinners.

Charlie Morningstar: Once upon a time, there was a glowing city protected by golden gates, known as Heaven. It was ruled by beings of pure light. Angels that worshiped good and shielded all from evil. Lucifer was one of these angels. He was a dreamer with fantastical ideas for all of creation. But, he was seen as a troublemaker by the elders of Heaven. For they felt his way of thinking was dangerous to the order of their world. So, he watched as the angels began to expand the universe in their ways. From the dust of Earth, they created Adam and Lilith. Equals as the first of mankind, but despite this, Adam demanded control, and Lilith refused to submit to his will. She fled the Garden. Drawn in by her fierce independence, Lucifer found her and the two rebellious dreamers fell deeply in love. Together, they wished to share the magic of free will with humanity, offering the Fruit of Knowledge to Adam's new bride, Eve, who gladly accepted. But this gift came with a curse. For with this single act of disobedience, evil finally found its way into the Earth. With it, a new realm of darkness and sin. And the order Heaven worked to maintain was shattered. As punishment for their reckless act, Heaven cast Lucifer and his love into the dark pit he had created, never allowing him to see the good that came from humanity, only the cruel and the wicked. Ashamed, Lucifer lost his will to dream. But Lilith thrived, empowering demonkind with her voice and her songs. And as the numbers of Hell grew, so did its power. Threatened by this, Heaven made a truly heartless decision. That every year, they would send down an army, an Extermination, to ensure Hell and its sinners could never rise against them. But Lilith's hope remained. And her dream was passed down to their precious daughter, the Princess of Hell.

As Charlie finishes narrating, she closes a book titled "The Story of Hell" and looks out to Pentagram City, then looked at her baby boy, Y/N.

Charlie: And that's how your grandma and grandpa met.

Charlie soberly looks out the window to Pentagram City burning to the ground, just as Vaggie comes into the room.

Vaggie: Charlie?

The key Charlie is holding transforms into KeeKee who scampers away, and Charlie turns to Vaggie in surprise. Y/N looked at Vaggie. He cooed and pointed at her.

Charlie: Aah! Oh, shot. Did you hear all that?

Vaggie: Uh, yeah. I was right there.

Vaggie points her thumb to the doorway.

Charlie: Sorry. I get pre-tty worked up after an extermination happens. The story helps...and I thought Y/N would be happy to know his grandparents.

Vaggie: Don't worry. I enjoy your theatrics. I'm sure Y/N does too. Are you okay?

She sits down with Charlie and takes a turn holding Y/N.

Charlie: I'm fine. Just... thinking, ya' know? Family stuff.

Vaggie: Did you hear from your mom?

Charlie shakes her head in dismay.

Vaggie: Oof... how long has it been now?

Charlie: Not that long, only...seven....years, off doing something important, I'm sure! I don't even mind that she didn't stop to see me in the hospital when Y/N was born, or called, or even texted...or a letter...or any acknowledgment that I had a baby and her grandson...

Charlie was seeming more and more upset as she was talking.

Charlie: But, this kingdom was something she really cared about. Something I care about.

Vaggie: Well, at least you're not alone.

Charlie: I just hope that what I'm trying to do here will work.

Vaggie: It will. I have faith in you.

KeeKee leaps into Charlie's arms as Vaggie stands up.

Vaggie: Alright, come on. Alastor says he has something to show us.

She walks out the room holding Y/N.

As Vaggie leaves, a loud bell rings throughout the city, and Charlie turns to the Bell Tower at Heaven Embassy. She looks on with sadness, knowing that it's another year before the Extermination comes again.

- - - -

The scene turns static before it fixes itself to reveal a sinner stabbing another demon to death with a knife before Alastor caught their attention.

Alastor:Well, hello there, you wayward Sinner! Do you like blood, violence, and depravity of a sexual nature? Of course you do, that's why you're in Hell! But what would you say if I told you there was a place to stay that had none of that? Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel, a misguided path to redemption1 Founded five days ago by Lucifer's delusional daughter, Charlotte Morningstar!

As the camera rolls, scenes switches from the front of the Hazbin Hotel, to Charlie on camera and she waves at it before Angel Dust comes into view, putting two-fingers over the head prank behind her, to the bartender, Husk, who was clearly drunk, passing out on the ground as Niffty, the hotel maid, tries to stab and chase after a bug, and then to Angel Dust, with a support beam falling close to KeeKee, scaring the demon cat before running off, and Angel Dust flipping Alastor off, and then the poor drawing of the hotel before the commercial ends.

Alastor: Come place your fate in her inexperienced hands, as she tries to work through her daddy issues by fixing you! Here we offer fun things, such as somewhat functional staff and 24-hour pest control. Custom rooms, and just look at this tacky parlor! Enjoy riveting conversation with our singular resident. Wow! All this, and more at the Hazbin Hotel! Your last desperate attempt at salvation starts here!

Alastor turns off the television.

Alastor: So, what do you think?

On the couch, Charlie and Vaggie were surprised of the commercial being poorly misleading and very offensive to their nature. Y/N looked at the TV.

Vaggie smiled at him.

Then Vaggie throws a fit at Alastor.

Vaggie: I'm sorry. What the fudge was that?

Charlie: Uh, Yeah. One note, Alastor, I mean, first off, thank you so much for making this seriously amazing, but um, maybe the tone is a bit off. We want people to want to come here. This makes it look, um...

Vaggie: Bad. The word you're looking for is bad.

Alastor: Funny. I was going for hilarious.

Vaggie: It didn't explain anything about how we're trying to save demons from extermination, which is the whole flipping point.

Charlie: Vaggie is right Alastor, the commercial was to let sinners know we are trying to help them.

Alastor: Well, my dear, I haven't been active in hell for some time and everyone remembers me from my radio show, the proper medium to express oneself. But, you insisted on this noisy picture box advertisement.

He taps the television twice with his microphone staff.

Alastor: So, I had a little fun with it.

Vaggie: Oh, fun? You had a little fun with it? Well, this is not what we want to represent us. When you showed up here a week ago, you told us you would help run this hotel. Instead, you're mocking us. Nobody's gonna wanna come to a place that a powerful overlord like you thinks is a waste of time.

Angel Dust raises his hand from the couch, catching everyone's attention.

Vaggie: What?

Angel Dust: If'n you're filming a commercial, can I suggest you take better advantage of the talented celebrity you have right here?

Angel Dust takes a bottle with one arm before pointing all three arms at himself., but Vaggie doesn't like it.

Vaggie: Angel, you're a porn star.

Angel Dust: A famous porn star, I'll have the horniest sinners knocking these walls down to get in.

Vaggie: We are not filming a porn as a commercial. Especially with a baby here

Angel Dust: I'm not gonna be performing in front of a baby, sicko. Besides, sex sells don't it? I swear if you film me going at it with Mr. fancy talk creepy voice here, you'd be rolling in participants willing to stay at this tacky hotel.

As he was explaining, Alastor appears right beside the couch next to Angel Dust and laughs with amusement.

Alastor: Ha ha. Never going to happen.

Charlie: Angel, I appreciate you wanting to use your special skills to, um, attract folks to the hotel, but I really don't want to exploit you in that way.

Angel Dust: Oh, please, baby. This body was made to be exploited. I got the arms, I got the stamina, I got the legs. I got the lung capacity. Oh, I got the legs. The gag reflex, the holes, the chest fluff everyone thinks are tits.

Charlie chuckles nervously until Charlie's phone rings from Lucifer.

Charlie: Hold that thought! I'll be right back.

Angel Dust: I could keep going all night, baby.

While Angel drinks his beer, Charlie breathes nervously and answers the call.

Charlie: Hello? Dad?

As Charlie take the phone call, the scene switches to Vaggie, Angel, and Alastor.

Angel Dust: Hey, I have a question. If freaky face over there is so powerful, then why can't he just make people stay here?

Alastor: Oh, trust me,

Smiles in a mischievously creepy look with dark magic.

Alastor: -I can.

Y/N chewed his fist as he looked at Alastor.

Husk: Why do you think I'm here?

Y/N and Vaggie looked to Husk at the bar.

Husk: You actually think I'd be cleaning bottles and listening to you fucks bitch and moan all the time if he wasn't forcing me?

As Husk cleans a bottle, Niffty pops up from behind the counter with a hand raised.

Nifty: I like being forced.

Husk: Keep that to yourself, Nif.

Angel Dust: What? You don't love being here with me, Whiskers?

Husk: Call me Whiskers again and I'll jam that bottle down your throat.

Angel Dust: Kinky. Come on, keep talking dirty.

Vaggie: Angel. Let Husk do his job. And, no, we can't force sinners to stay here. They need to choose to. And please stop talking dirty in front of a baby.

Angel Dust: I'm choosing to be here and I think it's all stupid. We're in hell, toots. That's kind of the end of the road, ain't it? Plus, it's not like Y/N knows what we're talking about.

Vaggie: Well, Maybe it doesn't have to be. Just because nobody has made it out before doesn't mean it's not possible. And baby's can learn from their environment.

Angel Dust places a hand on Vaggie's shoulder, giving her a deadpan expression while the latter makes the same one.

Angel Dust: Hey, whatever means I can keep crashing here rent-free. Crack is expensive.

Back with Charlie, and after the phone call, she seemed really happy with the news her father brought to her.

Charlie: Yeah, I can totally, yeah. I'll head over there right away. Okay?

Charlie hangs up the phone and gasp in excitement.

Charlie: Yes...YES!

Charlie giggles in excitement when she hears about the news until she calls Vaggie in gibberish, waving very franticly that freaks Vaggie out.

Charlie: Vaggie! Holy, shit!

Vaggie: Ah! what? And language, we have a baby here.

Vaggie kept holding Y/N. Charlie waves her to come to her for some exciting news.

Charlie: Sorry, but get over here!

Vaggie sighs happily and comes to Charlie while she is jumping around in a very happy mode. As Angel Dust drinks in the background, Vaggie meets Charlie behind.

Vaggie: What's going on?

Charlie breathes in and out to calm her nerves so she can explain, but she was explaining so fast due to her excitement.

Charlie: My dad just called, he said that the leader of the Angel Army wants to meet. He asked if I could go instead.

Charlie hyperventilates and grabs Vaggie to get up close. Vaggie, however, was confused since the Angels were already done with their extermination and won't be back for another year.

Vaggie: But-but, the extermination just happened. What could they want this soon after-

As Vaggie went on, Charlie was in the mood to get her hotel project to work, and remains hopeful that she starts singing. She picked up Y/N.

Charlie: ♫ I can do this! Somehow, I know it! ♫

♫ I'll get Heaven behind my plans! ♫

Vaggie: Charlie, hold on...

Charlie: ♫ There's just no way I could blow it. ♫

♫ Not this once-in-a-lifetime chance! ♫

Vaggie: It's just a meeting.

Charlie: ♫To change their minds ♫

♫ And touch their hearts♫

♫ Or... whatever angels have! ♫

Vaggie: This could be bad...

Charlie: ♫Cheer up, Vaggie! ♫

♫ This could be swell! ♫

♫Something tells me that today will be a happy day in Hell! ♫

Charlie spun Y/N back to Vaggie

Vaggie: Okay, but just don't... sing to them.

Just before Vaggie could warn her, Angel Dust, Alastor, Niffty, and Keekee were already at the window where they can see Charlie singing out in the destroyed Pentagram City, as Angel Dust turns back to Vaggie still drinking from a bottle.

Angel Dust: That bitch is halfway down the street!

Vaggie: Is she—?

Angel Dust: Oh, she's dancin'!

Vaggie: Ugh, no...

The scene cuts to Charlie making her way down the street, oblivious to the destruction and bodies of dead demons everywhere as she continues to sing her song.

Charlie: ♫ There's a warm, fuzzy feeling. ♫

♫ That wafts through the air. ♫

♫ Every street so revealing. It's hard not to stare! ♫

Charlie comes to a a window of a sex dungeon where a Hellhound is humping against an imp wearing a sadomasicism mask. They notice her, and Charlie awkwardly flees before continuing to sing.

♫ It's a realm so appealing it beats anywhеre. ♫

♫ If you don't mind the smell...♫

Charlie accidentally steps on a dead shark demon that was releasing a very bad smelly fume into her nose. She cautiously avoids the corpse and presses on the street.

♫ It's a happy day in Hell! ♫

Charlie waves at a demon who was holding a newspaper before she catches his attention, revealing himself to be a meth addict with a spoon full of meth.

Charlie: Hi, mister!

Demon: Go fuck yourself!

One demon opens his window, revealing his apartment on fire.

Demon #1: ♫ There's an endless trash fire that's burning my soul ♫

Charlie: Hello!

Demon #2: ♫ And a ton of barbed wire to shove in his hole! ♫

Charlie: Ah, excuse me!

Demon #3: ♫ Doing what is required, we all have our role. ♫

Sinner #1: ♫ I'm not doin' well! ♫

Demons: ♫ Another shitty day in Hell! ♫

Charlie climbs on the trunk of the destroyed car and faces the other direction.

Charlie: ♫ If I can show them the dream I've dreamed. ♫

♫ That any soul can change! ♫

From the Hazbin Hotel, Vaggie comes into the watchtower, as if she's calling out to her girlfriend. She's holding Y/N as she sings to him.

Vaggie: ♫ Those angels' minds are hard to change. ♫

♫ Then they will know everyone can be redeemed. ♫

♫ From the evil to the strange! ♫

Vaggie: ♫ They're bloodthirsty and deranged! ♫

♫ I can hear all their stories. ♫

♫ The lost and displaced. ♫

♫ And I know that they're more of an acquired taste. ♫

♫ But! if I open the door and I give them a place. ♫

♫ At my Hazbin Hotel. It'll be a happy day in Hell! ♫

A truck comes by, and Charlie hitches a ride from behind so she can get around the city such as the porn studios, and the Cannibal Town .

Charlie: ♫ From the porn studio. ♫

♫ Where the cinephiles go. ♫

♫ To watch award-winning demon bukkake shows! ♫

♫ To the Cannibal Town. Where they don't wear a frown 'cause. ♫

Charlie was shot in the eye with blood from one of the corpses that the cannibals were eating on.

Charlie: ♫ Holy shit! Ew, my gosh! WHY?! ♫

♫ And I don't give a crow that. His brain's got in my eye! ♫

♫ Cause I know I can spare them. From Heaven's genocide! ♫

♫ I can do this, I just know it! ♫

Sinner # 1: ♫ There's an endless trash fire that's burning my soul. ♫

♫ I'll get Heaven behind my plans! ♫

♫ There's just no way I could blow it. ♫

Sinner #2: I kinda like the barbed wire that's shoved in my hole.

♫ Not this once-in-a-lifetime chance! ♫

♫ To change their minds. ♫

Right in the moment, a slug with a trenchcoat comes into picture, exhibiting his nudist body in front of Charlie, which creeps her out.

Trenchcoat Demon: ♫ And touch my parts! ♫

Charlie: Uh... No thank you. I'm just gonna...

♫ Fulfill my destiny!♫

Trenchcoat Demon: Your loss, bitch!

♫ I can already tell! ♫

♫ Today is gonna bе a fuckin' happy day in Hell!♫

Charlie has gotten to right where she wants to be: the Heaven Embassy with the watchtower. She opens the door to peek inside.

Charlie: Hello! *voice echoes*

Charlie enters through the door and finds the whole embassy deserted. She walks to the front desk to check in.

Charlie: Hello? Creepy...

Charlie comes to the front desk with no one but a single bell. She taps the bell to ring it, and at the instant, a golden scroll and feather ink pen floats from above over to her.

Charlie: Oh, okay... *signs it* Also creepy.

The scroll and feather flies up before disappearing. Right then, the twin doors slide open to show Charlie the meeting room, and she enters inside the dark room with no one around.

Charlie: Uh...hello? Is anyone here?

The lights suddenly switched on, revealing two angels at the end of the room, with one being a exorcist lieutenant, Lute and the big boss leader of the Angel Army, Adam, who is eating a rib in his hand.

Adam: 'Sup!

Charlie: Holy, shit!

Charlie immediately fell down after getting surprised by the sudden appearance of two angels in the room. She gets back up and readjusts herself to introduce herself properly.

Charlie: Hi, I'm Charlie. My dad asked me if I could meet you.

Adam: Yeah, I know.

Charlie: Okay, well.

Adam eats his rib like a buzzsaw.

Charlie: It's nice to meet you.

Adam: Totally. It's nice to meet you, too.

Adam reaches over to give Charlie a handshake, and as she was about to shake his hand, her hand slips right through, revealing him to be a hologram, fizzing on and off after being touched, which freaks Charlie out.

Adam: Ha! I fucking got you. *turns to Lute* Did you see that?

Lute nods once.

Adam: Ha. Good shit.

Charlie was trying to get something straight with Adam being a hologram.

Charlie: Uh...so, wait. You aren't here?

Adam: No, you think I'd come down there? No, I mean, I love the vibe, totally, I love your tunes. Pretty fucking hardcore, don't get me wrong. But! it's such a bummer! man. Everything down there's just so "eugh", ya know? Ew.

Charlie: Right. So, I'm happy we've got this opportunity to meet. There's a project that I've been working on that I really want to talk to you about-

Adam puts his finger on Charlie's lips to quiet her down for a moment.

Adam: Hey, hey, hey, hey, slow down. We've got time. How about we get to know each other a little. Mmm. How about lunch? You hungry? I got you.

Adam takes a plate of ribs he's been eating toward Charlie.

Adam: Here's my personal favorite. You'll love it.

Charlie: Uh...thanks.

Charlie went to take a piece of a rib, but her hand past right through them, also revealing to be a hologram, as they fizz on and off from the touch, and Adam laughs.

Adam: I got you again, bitch! Fuckin' hilarious!

Charlie makes a small unamused chuckle alongside Adam's hyper laughter.

- - - -

Back to the Hazbin Hotel, where the workers and residents are summoned by Vaggie to discuss their poorly misleading commercial. Angel Dust is constantly looking at Husk with seductive gaze while Husk is glaring daggers at him. Vaggie was holding Y/N and looked at the group.

Vaggie: Okay, so, Charlie is dealing with something very important, so while she's gone, we are making a new commercial. One that represents her vision and what we're doing here. So, we need a camera. Alastor?

Alastor snaps a finger to conjure up a camera for Vaggie; however, the camera is a folding-type old camera from the 1930s with no recording films at that time. Y/N cooed as the camera fell in his tiny arms. Vaggie is unamused.

Vaggie: A video camera?

Alastor: Hmmm.

Despite his extreme distaste for modern technology, Alastor adheres to Vaggie's request and snaps his finger again, conjuring up a video camera that's poorly used with pieces of tape stuck together.

Vaggie: Alright! Let's do this!

Y/N: Bap!

Vaggie: Aww. You wanna hold the camera and film?

Y/N: Bap!

Vaggie: Ok. But I'll help you hold it.

Vaggie turned on the camera as she hems Y/N with one hand and helped him recording the bar scene with Husk behind the counter reading a script in his claws with Angel Dust at the opposite counter. The camera whirrs back to get a better focus of the two.

Vaggie: And...Action!

Husk carefully reads the lines on his script, bringing the script closer to read.

Husk: "Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel. Can I help with anything?"

Angel Dust: "I've been a bad boy, and I need a big, strong daddy to put me in my place...on the path to redemption!"

Husk groans with displeasure and read the script again.

Husk: "Well, you come—"

Angel Dust: "Oh, yes!"

Vaggie: Angel! Baby here!

Husk: "to the right place."

Vaggie has had it, and stops recording.

Vaggie: Cut! Okay, Angel, I need you to be less horny if possible, and Husk, can you maybe not have a script in front of your face.

Husk: I ain't no actor! I can't memorize this shit!

Angel Dust: Well, we could improv this shit, baby cakes. Rrawwr.

Husk gets irritated by Angel Dust and shoves him out of the counter painfully hard.

Husk: Whoops.

Husk grabs a bottle and drinks it.

Y/N: Bap!

Vaggie: Husk, come on.

- - - -

Back at Charlie's meeting with Adam, she's looked bored, propping herself on her elbows while listening to Adam exaggeratingly boosted himself and his sex life.

Adam: So, I was playin' this gig, and for some fuckin' reason, this virtue chick was diggin' on the drummer, and it's like, "do you know who I am? I'm fuckin' Adam. I'm the original dick!" All dicks descend from me. You think you want drummer dick? No way! I'm the Dick-fuckin' master! So, anyway, then we fucked, and it was awesome. What'd you do this weekend?

Charlie: Wait, your name is Adam? Like the first man Adam, that means you...Oh....

Charlie puts the pieces together, realizing this is the reason why her mother left him, making her wince.

Charlie: That explains so much.

Adam: I know. I fucking rock.

Charlie brushes off the awkwardness from Adam and gets to her subject of matter in hand.

Charlie: Well, Adam, sir. Mr. Adam, sir.

Adam: Call me, Dickmaster.

Charlie: Adam. You seem like a smart...well, stand up guy.

Adam: Uh-huh.

Charlie: And I know you are the leader of the angels. And you are a big thinker, a revolutionary. A— A genius!

Adam: I mean, your words, babe.

Charlie: Who would really love to put his name on something.

Adam: Fucking love putting my name on shit! Shit's the best!

Charlie: It's a solution to our biggest problem!

Adam: Oh, Herpes. Yeah, that's a bitch.

Charlie: No! Our... other biggest problem.

Adam: Oh...uh..Ebola? Math? Cancer? Global Warming? Nah, wait, that's Earth's problem.

Charlie stares at Adam with deadpan annoyance at how ignorant he is.

Adam: Ummm...

- - - -

ack to the hotel. Niffty tries to stab a bug. Vaggie stops her.

Niffty: Stab! Stab! Stab!

Vaggie: Alright Niffty, Niffty. Niffty! Your line is "We have the cleanest rooms", okay?

Niffty: Got it. I'm ready.

Vaggie: Action!

Vaggie helped Y/N start the camera. Niffty freezes and stares blankly at the camera, leaving Vaggie puzzled. Angel also peers in.

Vaggie: Uhh, cut.

Niffty snaps out of it and back to her cheerful self.

Niffty: How was that?

Vaggie: Well, Niffty you actually have to say the line, so let's roll again.

Niffty: Ok!

Vaggie:: Action!

Niffty freezes again

Angel Dust: You're doing great Vagina.

Vaggie: Cut! Alright, uhh maybe we can try to fix it in post.

Angel Dust: Do you even know what that means?

Vaggie: I'll figure it out!

Vaggie sits in front of a broken TV, grunting. Y/N is playing with puppets Torch and Tunnler. Alastor enters the room.

Alastor: Seems like you're having a bit of a trouble there, hmm?

Vaggie: Ugh este pendejo... Why are you even here?

Alastor: For the entertainment. I came here because I love seeing wasteful souls struggle to accomplish something meaningful and fail spectacularly, like you are doing now. Good job!

Y/N crawled to Alastors foot and started tapping it as he was playing with Torch. Alastor smiled and picked up Y/N, and gave him to Vaggie.

Vaggie points the camera to Y/N.

Vaggie: And this is our baby boy, Y/N. He's tiny, adorable, hotel mascot, and overall sweet!

Vaggie then turns the camera to Alastor.

Vaggie: And here is Alastor, the egocentric piece of...slime that -

Then the video camera glitches and drops to the floor.

Vaggie: Ugh!

Alastor: I wouldn't try that, my dear. This face was made for radio.

Vaggie: That's it. I don't care who or what you are. If you're staying here, you're going to make this work, because it won't be so entertaining to watch over an empty hotel, will it, smarty?

Alastor: Fair enough. I'll tell you what. Let's make a deal.

Vaggie: Pfft, you think I'm that stupid making a deal with a demon like you?

Vaggie clutched Y/n protectively. She even hissed.

Alastor: Not for your soul, just a simple deal. I do this for you and you never ask me to engage with this frivolous television technology ever again. Or Charlie can come back to absolutely nothing. Your choice.

Vaggie: Fine.

Vaggie picks up the camera and gives it to Alastor, which he evaporizes.

Alastor: Now then!

Alastor transforms the hotel staff into an 50s style film crew.

Vaggie: Alright everyone, let's make a fucking commercial.

Y/N:

- - - -

Charlie was looking exasperated with another of Adam's rants.

Adam: When you take her out for the fifth time and she still expects you to pay the check but you're like "Hey, I thought you wanted equality."

Charlie: NO, our shared problem of overpopulation in Hell.

Adam: Ohh, well that's not a problem. We got that covered. Lute, how many demons did you kill this year?

Lute: Got a good 275 this year, sir.

Adam: 275? Woah, badass. Awesome job, danger tits. Pound it.

Charlie: Uh no, not awesome. Those are my people, You know that right?

Adam: Oh yeah. That must suck for you! *bursts into laughter*

Charlie: But these are souls... humans souls just the same as the ones you have up in heaven.

Lute: They're not the same. They had their chance and they earned damnation.

Charlie: You're wrong. Sinners made mistakes, sure, but everyone makes mistakes.

Lute: Angels don't make mistakes.

Charlie: You really think that.

Lute: I know that.

Adam: Yeah, I've never made a mistake in my fucking life.

Lute: The only reason you're still here is because daddy gave you and your hellborn kind a pardon from an exorcist blade. How does that feel, to know how little you matter?

Adam: Oops, almost out of time. Guess we should get into it.

Oh fuck!

Charlie rushes to present her plan

Okay I've got a lot to get through and not a lot of time and I feel like you weren't hearing me before so here it goes. *coughs to begin singing*

I know Hell's population is out of control

It's a bad situation

It's taking a toll

If we rehab these Sinners

And cleanse all their souls

At my Hazbin Hotel—

Wait, I'm getting ahead of myself!

Right! Extermination!

I know you guys fly down

Just to kill once a year

And it must be annoying

To schlep all the way here

If they join you in Heaven

That trip disappears!

You can wave that chore farewell

It'll be a happy day—

Adam: Let me stop you right there

Charlie: Oh

Adam: Save us all precious time

Charlie: Okay...

Adam: If what you're suggesting

Is letting them climb

Up the ladder

Oh, they'd rather cross the Pearly Gates?

Charlie: Well, uh—

Adam: Sorry, sweetie

But there's no defyin' their fates!

'Cause Hell is forever

Whether you like it or not

Had their chance to behave better

Now they boil in the pot

'Cause the rules are black and white

There's no use in tryin' to fight it

They're burnin' for their lives

Until we kill 'em again!

Charlie: Okay, but—

Adam: Just try to chillax, babe

You're wasting your breath

Charlie: Hehe...

Adam: Did I hear you imply

That they don't deserve death?

Are they Winners?

Are they Sinners?

'Cause it's cut and dry

Charlie: Well, actually, if you take a look—

Adam: Fair is fair, an eye for an eye!

And when all's said and done (Said and done)

There's the question of fun (Fun)

And for those of us with Divine Ordainment

Extermination is entertainment!

Bow-now-now-nownow

Guitar solo, fuck yeah!

Oh, da-ah-ah now-now-n-now-n-now-n-now-n-nownownow

Charlie: Ugh...

Adam: Hell is forever

Whether you like it or not

Had their chance to behave better

(Charlie: Where the Hell did you people come from?!)

Now they boil in the pot

'Cause the rules are black and white

There's no use in tryin' to fight it

They're burnin' for their lives

Until we kill 'em again!

Fuckin' Hell's forever

And it's meant to suck a lot

So give up your dumb endeavor

'Cause you don't have a shot!

Long as I've got your attention

I guess I should probably mention

That we made the determination

To move up the next Extermination!

Charlie: What?!

Adam: Can't wait a whole year

To slaughter those little cunts

I know it's just been a week

But we'll be back in six months!

Charlie: Um, wait, you-you—Ugh, SHIT!

- - - -

Charlie sadly returns to the hotel. Vaggie runs to her and hugs her. Vaggie was holding Y/N a s face him to Charlie.

Charlie: Y/N must have had a long day.

Vaggie: Yes he did. How did it go, did they listen?

Charlie: Oh, they sure did hear it But-

Vaggie: Oh come here, we have something exciting to show you.

Vaggie leads Charlie to the group.

Vaggie: Alastor pulled some strings and it's about to air.

Alastor: I pulled a few limbs too, hahaha

Charlie: Wait, the commercial? You all made a new one?

Angel Dust: Yeah, one of my better performances if I do say so myself.

Charlie: That's... that's amazing.

Angel Dust: Sshh, it's starting.

Vaggie (On TV): Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel -

TV cuts to the News report

The group except Alastor, Y/N, and Niffty get annoyed and angrily complain.

Katie Killjoy: Breaking news in Hell today! We have just received word from the Heaven Embassy that the next Extermination is happening sooner than ever before. Do you know what that means, Tom?

Tom Trench: No, what does that mean, Katie?

Katie Killjoy: It means we're all royally fucked!

Screaming can be heard from Sinners as the time on the Clock Tower reduces to 176 days till the next Extermination.

Angel: Wait, what? Why?!

- - - -

A drone scours an area until it finds a dead Exorcist corpse with its head missing. The drone scans the corpse.

Lute: We found the body, sir. They've never managed to kill one of us before. We should just go down there now and destroy them!

Adam: No, no. We can't risk them catching on. But, don't worry, when we come back, there won't be a demon left alive to pull a stunt like this again!

Adam destroys the projector, causing its light to disappear only showing Adam's glowing evil smile.