***Hope's POV***

I give Alastor a soft smile before I am pulled away. I look to who pulled me away and its Vaggie. Of course, it would be.

"What was that for?" I ask out of confusion.

"Please tell me you weren't making a deal with him." She says to me.

"What? No. We were just introducing ourselves. Is there really anything wrong with that?" I ask her.

Before she could respond green energy bursts throughout the hotel. We turn to see Alastor holding out his hand for Charlie to shake. She refuses.

"Nope! No shaking! No deals! I... hmm... As princess of Hell and heir to the throne, I, uh, hereby order that you help with this hotel. For as long as you desire." She says looking over to Vaggie.

Vaggie just looks down in a I guess that will work kind of look.

"Sound fair?" Charlie asks.

Alastor rubs his chin for a second as he thinks. His mic disappears.

"Fair enough!" He says before looking around.

"Cool beans." Charlie says in relief.

As he is looking around his gaze lands on me. I give him a small smile and wave. He then spots Vaggie and stops in front of her.

"Smile, my dear! You know you're never fully dressed without one!" He says while tickling under her chin.

He hums and walks away. He walks over to Charlie.

"So where is your hotel staff?" He asks her.

"Uh, well-" She says as she gestures to Vaggie and I.

He adjusts his monocle.

"Ohohoho, you're going to need more than that." He says as he walks away from Charlie.

"What do you do my dear?" He asks me.

"I am the cook and entertainment." I say to him and he seems interested in that.

"And what can you do, my effeminate fellow?" He asks as he stands in front of Angel Dust.

"I can suck your dick!" Angel says to his question.

I could have sworn I heard mic feedback as soon as Angel said that. Alastor looked frozen for a second. No doubt processing what was offered. A second later he answered.

"HAH! No." He said.

"Your loss." Angel scoffs with a smile.

Alastor walks to the middle of the lobby.

"Well, this just won't do!" He says.

He summons his microphone staff.

"I suppose I can cash in a few favors to liven things up." He says before snapping his fingers.

The old worn-out fireplace then looks newer. It also comes to life and a figure drops from it. He walks over and picks up the small figured covered in soot. A big eye opens and stares at us for a second. Then the soot poofs off the figure.

"This little darling is Niffty!" Alastor says before dropping her.

She gets up immediately after being dropped. She is pretty small. She has one eye and has a poodle skirt on with a plain white shirt. I would guess she is from the fifties. She also has three pink spots on her shirt.

"Hi, I'm Niffty! It's nice to meet you! It's been a while since I've made new friends!" As she says that her eye darts around at the four of us.

She points at all of us.

"Why're you all women?" She asks.

Clearly, she can't tell Angel Dust is a man, but he doesn't really seem offended by it. Then she pick up Charlie.

"Are there any men here?!" She asks loudly.

Vaggie takes out her spear again. Niffty puts Charlie down.

"I'm sorry, that's rude." She says after setting Charlie down.

Vaggie puts the spear down. She looks around a bit. She is quite the speedy little demon.

"Oooh man, this place is filthy! It really needs a lady's touch!" She says before grabbing a spider.

She crushes it in her hand.

"Which is weird because you're all ladies, no offense." She says.

Her eye widens a bit as she spots more dust around. She takes out a feather duster.

"Oh my gosh, this is awful! Nope! Nope! Nope! Nope!" Niffty says as she speeds around clean different parts of the lobby.

"Nope!" She says as she stabs a cockroach with a pin.

After she does that, she runs up to me. She looks up at me and gives me a small wave.

"Wow. You're so pretty." She says to me.

"Thank you. I think you're cute yourself." I say complimenting her back.

"I'm Niffty." She says holding out her hand.

"I'm Hope." I say taking her hand.

She shakes it very quickly.

"I hope you and I will be great friends." She says.

"Yea me too." I say smiling.

Just then we hear the voice of an unfamiliar demon nearby. We look toward the sound and see a cat demon with wings playing cards.

"Hah! Read 'em and weep, boys! Full Ho-" He starts to say.

Demonic illusions distort the surroundings for a few seconds.

"What the fuck is this?" He asks before looking around.

When looking around he spots Alastor.

"You!" He says in an angry tone.

"Ah, Husker, my good friend! Glad you could make it!" Alastor says back to him.

"Don't you "Husker" me, you son of a bitch! I was about to win the whole damn pot!" He says as he gestures to a pile of money, that disappears into nothingness.

"Good to see you too!" He says to him.

"What the hell do you want with me this time...?" He asks after he face palms.

Alastor wraps an arm around the demon's shoulders.

"My friend, I am doing some charity work, so I took it upon myself to volunteer your services! I hope that's okay!" He says.

"Are you shittin' me?!" Husk asks in an angry tone.

"Hmm... No, I don't think so." Alastor says before getting shoved off.

"You thought it'd be some kind of big fucking riot just to pull me out of nowhere?!" Husk says as Alastor dusts himself off.

"You think I'm some kind of fucking clown?!" Husk continues in an angry tone.

"Maybe!" Alastor says looking like he is about to laugh.

"I ain't doing no fucking charity job." He says before Alastor teleports behind him.

"Well, I figured you would be the perfect face to man the front desk of this fine establishment!" He says gesturing to a bar that wasn't there before.

Where did that come from?

"With your charming smile and welcoming energy, this job was made for you! Don't worry my friend." He says walking over to the bar. "I can make this more welcoming! ...If you wish." He finishes before summoning a bottle of cheap booze.

"What? You think you can buy me with a wink and some cheap booze?!...Well, you can!" He says as he starts downing the bottle.

Vaggie is clearly against this.

"Hey, hey! Hey, hey, hey! No! No bar, no alcohol! This is supposed to be a place that discourages sin! Not some kind of mouth, brothel, man cave!" She says before she is tackled by Angel Dust.

"SHUT UP! SHUT! UP! We are keeping this!" He says.

He tries to flirt with Husk with doesn't work and Charlie seems to love it. Vaggie says it is ok. Then Alastor breaks out into song. Everyone is dressed in 1920s attire. I don't look too bad I think. Just as the song is about to end, I get the sense to pull Niffty out of the way. Sure enough as I pull her to safety a door zips by where Niffty was just standing.

"Oh! Thanks Hope." She says to me.

"No problem. That most likely would have hurt." I reply.

Everyone looks out where the door used to be. Outside is a war ship that looks beat up and has bandages on it.

"Hah! Well, well, well. Look who it is harboring the striped freak! We meet yet again, Alastor!" Says a man with a snake tail and top hat.

"Do I know you?" He asks although it seem kind of like he does.

"Oh, yes you do! And this time, I have the element of-"He returns inside and pulls a lever "SURPRISE! Ahaha! I'm so evil!" He says as a gun lowers from the bottom of the ship.

With a snap of a finger, an otherworldly dimensional portal opens with tentacles and shadow demons emerging from it, destroying the ship while he is inside. Alastor finishes it off as he clenches his fist with a few drops of blood dripping off his hand. Alastor is then grinning menacingly in satisfaction for a moment as we look at him in shock and horror. He is stronger than I thought.

"...Well, I'm starved! Who wants some Jambalaya? My mother once showed me a wonderful recipe for Jambalaya. In fact, it nearly killed her! Hahaha! You could say the kick was right out of Hell! Ohoho, I'm on a roll! Yes, sir! This is the start of some real changes down here!" Alastor says breaking the tension and we all follow him inside.

Once inside Alastor comes up behind me. I jump not expecting that.

"Sorry darling. Did I scare you?" He asks

"No. You just startled me a bit." I say with a smile.

Sorry, darling. Say have you ever had jambalaya before?" He asks me.

"No. I have not. Is it good?" I ask him.

He smiles wider if that is even possible and tells me he thinks it is. He asks if I would like to try it. I say sure and asks if he needs any help. He says no, but thanks me for the offer.