The songs have been stuck in my head for the past month straight! Also I've been simping after Lucifer for the longest time so be prepared for that. 

I do not own Hazbin Hotel but I hope that I can bring the characters to justice, let me know what you think! 😀

It hadn't been long since I woke up in Hell. It had only been a month since my death, I was surprised actually, I didn't think I was that bad. I didn't kill anyone that I knew of, and I was nice enough to those around me. I had a slight problem with my neighbor, but come on. The bitch was trying to poison my dog! I had to retaliate.

There was no fucking way I was going to look the other way and be nice to that fat bitch and her demon hell spawns for throwing chocolate, chicken bones, fuck even rat poison over the side of the fence in hopes that my dog would choke and die. I had asked more than once to please stop and they acted like it was the biggest fucking problem in the world.

So I retaliated. Small things at first, having my dog shit in their front yard (yes I picked it up but still it pissed her off so much), salting her precious flower beds, playing my music so loud whenever they had guests over. I even had my brother come over once dressed in one of those sexy catholic nun outfits. It was for a halloween party but the look on her face was priceless.

The cops did nothing, I had made a report and they stated that they couldn't technically do anything since I didn't have any proof.

So I bought cameras. I bought the best that I could afford because obviously I needed something to prove that this bitch and her hellspawn were trying to hurt my precious puppy.

I can still feel my heart ache.

I wasn't able to protect her. I couldn't save her. When I noticed she was acting stranger than usual I tried to make her vomit. I did everything I could before rushing to the emergency vet. It was too late. My precious baby girl, my angel. The only reason for living was gone. And I couldn't do anything about it.

The vet's office can still probably hear me wailing in their hallway, screaming that they're wrong. That my baby wasn't dead. My Stella.

I was hit with an overwhelming depression. I couldn't protect her. I couldn't save her. I should have done something differently. I should have kept her in the house that day, she would still be here if she was inside. I shouldn't have yelled at her when she pottied in the house, she didn't know any better. If I would have known my time with her would have been so short I would have done everything in my power to save her.

My baby. My Stella. She didn't deserve this. She didn't deserve anything except love and adoration. My body went on autopilot and I grabbed my exacto knife and a pen. A bloody tear stained paper could be found next to my body stating it was my neighbors fault and that I hoped she'd burn in hell.

Then I woke up here. In hell. I woke up in the middle of a sidewalk staring up at a red sky and surrounded by decommissioned buildings.

The pain I felt was still strong as I stumbled through the streets looking for a way to end myself again when I met Charlie.

I met Charlie, princess of hell! She had asked if I was okay and I broke down all over again sobbing about my dog and what happened. She was so sweet. She held me as if I was her best friend and said soothing words I can't remember much now. She was there though, she understood my pain. She had taken me back to this hotel and that's where I've been since.

The hotel was a rehabilitation center for those sinners who wished to try and get into heaven. I gave it a shot because if I did get into Heaven I wanted nothing more than to see my Stella again. After getting my own room I got another shock of my undead life. I didn't look the same. My hair was snow white. My skin an ashy gray, my clothes were tattered and ripped gray and black. I looked like a ghost.

I had slowly become friends with both Charlie and Vaggie. Vaggie didn't seem to trust me but Charlie did. She started my rehabilitation by getting me to get more acquainted with hell and the hotel. Since I was still so new to the underworld she explained as best she could to whatever questions I had sent her way.

Slowly Vaggie started to trust me, I wasn't her favorite but we got along somewhat. I learned about the overlords, the people, what turfs to avoid, and worst of all the extermination. I couldn't believe that angels would come down from heaven and slaughter souls of the wicked.

That didn't seem very angelic.

There wasn't much to do around this hotel. Angel was missing, probably off doing something for his boss, fat nuggets and I were lying lazily on the couch munching on our own bowls of popcorn as we watched the news. Charlie had her own segment and would hopefully bring in more customers. It was a long shot but if anyone was able to bring people in, it's Charlie.

Katie Killjoy and Tom Trench were talking about the new Turf War going on. I was half tempted to switch the channel but the shows were shit. It was pretty annoying how Vox literally did anything and everything to put his name on something to get more power.

As soon as Charlie started singing I couldn't help cringing. Everyone was making fun of her and her dream. I couldn't watch anymore. Shaking my head I stood up from the couch and moved around the lobby area cleaning as best I could. There wasn't a lot of cleaning supplies. 'I'll have to get Charlie to lend me some cash to grab some.' As of now though, sweeping and decluttering the area was the best I could do.

Eventually Charlie, Vaggie, and Angel Dust came back and the lobby looked somewhat inviting. The room was dark and covered in boxes. Charlie had so many ideas but she just didn't know what to do first sometimes. "It's probably a good idea to get some actual food in this place, so you know to feed all the wayward souls you got in here." Angle smirked looking back towards Charlie a Popsie in his hand laughing at his own joke. When he saw he wasn't getting any good reaction from her I could see he was going to reach out to Charlie only to pull away and walk to the other side of the lobby.

Charlie just didn't seem to be in the mood staring at the ground dejectedly. "Charles?" The blonde looked up briefly as I made my way towards her. Hesitantly I opened my arms inviting the girl in for a hug. I wasn't sure if she'd actually accept the hug. It was technically the first time I've seen Charlie like this in the month we've been together.

I watched as she slowly stood and was happy to feel her accept my hug. "It'll be okay...Don't listen to him, we'll get patrons before you know it."

"Thanks Emmie, but it was a disaster." pulling back some I brushed some of her blonde hair out of her eyes. "Maybe, but it's a good thing business is like an elevator." her brows squinted confused "They can go down but they also can go up. Try not to worry about today, we'll get them next time."

Nodding, she pulled away "Your right..." Stepping back I couldn't help but smile at her. "It'll be okay. Just remember someone's probably going to show up maybe today or maybe tomorrow. One day soon I just know it." Before I left fully I gave the princess another small smile "I'll be over here if you need me. All you gotta do is call."

"I will,"

Taking a sigh I made my way towards Razzle and Dazzle and scratched their heads affectionately. "We're fucked, Angel royally fucked us." Vaggie grumbles glaring at the spider like man. "Come on, no more negativity around Charlie. She's really upset."

"I know but it's all his fault!"

"And I told you I had to do my girl a solid." Angel huffed rolling his eyes "Look, lets just take a minute to calm down. When Charlies ready we can do something as a group, maybe watch a movie and order out?" Angel shrugged snuggling with Fat Nuggets happily. "I could eat...Hey! Why is he covered in butter?!" smirking to myself I could only shrug.

"I don't know what you're talking about. We were just sitting here watching Charlie's interview. Why? Did you leave something out for him to get into with butter? Don't you know that Pigs are wonderful sniffers and can find everything?"

"You little bitch~" Snickering I plopped down beside him cleaning Fat Nuggets face "You were supposed to destroy any evidence." she whispered knowing fully well both demons could hear her. "Hey Vaggie?"

"What?" She groans, annoyed. She didn't want to be spoken to or deal with anything else. Charlie walked over to our little group looking nervous. "The radio demon is at the door." She pulled a big smile on her face as she did. Anyone could tell she was nervous.

"What?!"

"Uh who?" Angel and I asked confused, Fat Nuggets scampered off to a different section of the hotel. "What should I do?"

"Let him in?" I asked scratching my neck. He's come to the hotel to be rehabilitated...right? "What?! No! Don't let him in!" Vaggie warns nervous for her girlfriend. She must know something about this guy. We all watched with bated breath as Charlie opened the door to reveal a tall man dressed in basically all red with a microphone staff, it looked like one of the old timey mikes they used in the forties.

"May I speak now?" The radio demon had a large smile on his face. That had to be the first thing you notice about him. His smile. His red eyes focused solely on Charlie. She looked so tiny compared to him which was surprising since Charlie was taller than me. "You may-"

"Alastor, pleasure to meet you sweetheart, quite a pleasure!" Grasping Charlies' hand he made quick work into getting close to her face as he spoke before waltzing into the hotel like he owned the place. "Excuse my sudden visit but I saw your fiasco on a picture show and I just couldn't resist. What a performance!" His voice sounded like it was coming out of my grandma's radio.

I watched his hair or well ears perk up as he looked around the hotel's lobby excitedly. He looked like a kid in the candy shop as he talked about how excited he was at the market crash of 1929. Giggling to himself at the memory. Cocking my head to the right I couldn't stop staring at him. He was really...interesting. Tall and dare I say it. Handsome.

"Stop right there!" Vaggie's spear was right in Alastor's face. Instead of being intimidated, fearful, or even concerned. The man just smiled. Not even fazed. Vaggie was muttering something in spanish most likely a series of curses.

Angel and I leaned against one another watching the interaction with interest. "I know your game and I'm not gonna let you hurt anyone here, you pompous, cheesy, talk show shit lord!" Eyes widening I threw my hand up letting out a quiet 'Ooooooooh'. Angel snickering beside me squeezing my side a stupid lazy smirk on his lips.

"Dude stop." smacking his hand away earning a few snickers from my friend. "My dear if I wanted to hurt anyone here, I would have done so." wide eyed I watched as the man cocked his head to the left, radio dials for eyes, the entire air around him seemed to glitch. Holy fuck you could feel just how powerful he was with only a fraction of his power.

It was over before we knew it and he was back to his happy go lucky attitude from before. Maybe it was always a show? The smile? He really was unsettling. "Now I'm here because I want to help!" He leaned down getting up close and personal with Vaggie who did not appreciate it.

"Say what now?"

Charlie cringed feeling Alastor fully invaded her person as he got in Charlie's face again. "Help!" He let out a chuckle speaking into his microphone. "Hello? Is this thing on? Testing? Testing?" He even tapped the mike to see if it truly was on like some bad comedians.

"Well I heard you loud and clear." the Mike screamed, making me jump back in surprise "What the hell? That things alive?" Whisper yelling to Angel who didn't seem interested at all. I couldn't believe he wasn't interested. How was he not surprised?! "Um... you want to help? With?"

The radio demon appeared behind the girls placing a hand on each of their shoulders "This ridiculous thing you're trying to do! This Hotel! I want to help you run it!" Charlie didn't seem to understand, which was fair from my experience down here in Hell. The only caring soul down here was Charlie. "But...why?"

He let out another chuckle. He did have a nice voice and his laughter was charming but I knew better than to trust him. "Why does anyone do anything? Sheer boredom!" His hands reached his face and he let out a sigh that smile never leaving his face. Letting out a snort Angel and I watched the man use Vaggie as an elbow rest. 'Ooh that's not good. She's short as it is, she's probably gonna attack like a chihuahua.'

"I've lost inspiration for decades! My work became mundane, lacking focus. ANGUISH!" Vaggie let out a scream as her body was thrown face first into the wall as The Radio Demon pushed her away. "Vaggie!" Shooting up terrified for the girl. Red eyes snapped my way but the man never stopped talking. "I've come to crave a new form of entertainment!"

Charlie glanced to the floor as she spoke. Her voice nervous again. "Does getting into a fistfight with a reporter count as entertainment?"

"You did what?!"

Another laugh left Alastor's lips "It's the purest kind my dear. Reality! Through Passion!" He threw his arms up as if he was putting on a performance. "After all the world's a stage and the stage is a world of entertainment." Squinting my eyes I watched the man carefully.

He was up to something that involved my sunshine bestie. Charlie though seemed to take his words into consideration. "So does this mean you think that it's possible to rehabilitate a demon?" That question sent Alastor into another fit of chuckles. "Of course not!" Vaggie grumbles walking back to the couch sitting beside Angel and I. Alastor's hand shook back and forth saying no.

"That's wacky nonsense, redemption. Oh the non existent humanity. No, no, no. I don't think there's anything left for such loathsome sinners." he glanced this way again looking over the three of us. "The chance given was the life they life the lived before, the punishment is this. There is no undoing what is done."

It still didn't make any sense why he was interested in the hotel. "So why do you want to help me if you don't believe in my cause?"

Alastor moved back towards the couch looking over the three of us closely. "Consider it an investment of ongoing entertainment for myself." Letting out a yelp I felt my arm being yanked as my body crashed into Alastor's chest. Glancing up the sinister look on his face made me uneasy. He twisted my arm, spinning me around so that we were facing Charlie. His hands resting on my waist sending shivers up my spine.

"I want to watch the scum of the world struggle to climb up the hill of betterment only to repeatedly trip and tumble down to the fiery pit of failure." His face morphed to that of pure pleasure thinking of that. "So like Sisyphus?"

Alastor and Charlie look confused. "You know, Sisyphus. He was punished by Zeus to have to push this large boulder up a hill and every time he gets close to the top it falls back down and he has to start all over again."

Alastor chucked, squeezing my hips excitedly "Exactly!" She felt her body relax some when he pulled away. Why he did this I have no clue.

"Riiiiiiight,"

"Yes indeedy! I see big things coming our way. And who better to help you than I." Alastor gripped Charlie around the waist and led her to another location of the hotel. Letting out a sigh of relief I plopped back down beside Angel who hadn't taken his gaze off the strange man.

"Sooooo, uh...Whats the deal with smiles over there?" Angel asked, looking at Vaggie. "Wait! You've never heard of him before?! Her I get but you! You've been here longer than me." Angel just shrugged. Completely serious.

"The radio demon, one of the most powerful beings hell has ever seen."

"Eh, I'm not really into politics." Angel shrugged not even sorry. Vaggie went into detail about how Alastor appeared overnight and became one of the most powerful overlords Hell has ever seen, broadcasting his kills over the radio for all to see it was how he got his name. The Radio Demon.

"...but one thing for sure, he's an unpredictable source of danger. A wicked spirit of mystery, and a violent monster of chaos. The likes of which we can't risk getting involved with unless we want to end up erased."

Looking over it seemed like Alastor and Charlie were actually having a pleasant conversation. "Ya done?" Angel snorted at the idea that Alastor could be as dangerous as Vaggie said he was. "He looks like a strawberry pimp."

"You would know, honestly he looks like he has more class than most pimps." I mutter looking at him over again. "You have no idea what a pimp even looks like toots." Snapping my gaze to Angels face I could see the smirk still plastered on his face. "Don't really care. I trust Charlies judgment; she wouldn't do anything to put herself at risk or this hotel."

"Well I don't trust him!" Vaggie crossed her arms over her chest glaring at the tall man "Well, to be fair. Do you trust any man? Any men? Men?" he snorts. Vaggie was fed up with Angels voice and behavior and went to stand beside her girlfriend. Pulling Charlie into her arms.

"You pissed her oooff," I sang, getting comfortable on the couch. "Charlie listen to me, you can't believe this creep. He isn't just a happy face. He's a deal maker, pure evil. He can't be redeemed and is most likely looking for a way to destroy everything we're trying to do."

Vaggie did have a point. After all this was Hell of all places. The people here were sent here for a reason and if Alastor is as bad as Vaggie said he is then it might be best to avoid him. "I like his suit, I didn't think there was a good tailor around here."

Angel looked up at me. "Oh yeah, remind me and I'll take you shopping. Hell's got loads of cute shops."

"Sure, whenever I'm off we could go. Think you could score me a discount on a phone? I miss my music man." I watched him scoff as if it was the stupidest question he's heard. "I'll have you a phone by the end of the day."

Looking back towards Charlie and Vaggie, Charlie was trying to convince Vaggie to trust her when it comes to Alastor. That she wouldn't do something that would put her friends or the hotel at sake. "How much you wanna bet I can get smiles over there to let me fuck him." Now it was my turn to snort.

"Bet you he won't, you don't look like his type."

"And you know his type?" rolling my eyes I could shake my head "Nope, but I know you ain't his. Also have you seen Charlie's dad?" Angel looked over at the family picture on the wall. "What about him?"

"Her dad's so fine. I don't even know how I'd react if I saw him." Angel and I let out another series of giggles. "You're not wrong, I'd show her dad a night he'd never forget." Before I could comment a bright green light and a harsh wind flashed from Alastor's hand surprising us out of our conversation.

Charlie was quick to jump away from his outstretched hand. "Nope! No shaking, no deals! I erm...hmmm." She took a moment to get her thoughts in order, Alastor stepping with her as she stepped away. "As Princess of Hell and Heir to the throne I hereby order you to help with this hotel for as long as you desire."

Alastors face never changes. His smile seemed to grow bigger actually. "Sound fair?"

"Hmmm," Alastor brought a hand to his chin in thought only to shrug. "Fair enough." I watched amazed as his staff/cane/ microphone disappeared out of sight walking towards the couch area again. He looked over Vaggie's sullen expression and placed his hand on her chin forcing her to face him fully.

"Smile my dear. You know you're never fully dressed without one." he smirked getting in her face. "Uh...I wouldn't do that. She has big dog personality." Her glare was sent to me now. "Jesus you do!" a growl left her lips. "I don't believe I know what that is, my dear."

"Oh..." scratching my head I look away. "It's nothing don't worry about it." chuckling to himself he looked down at me. Towering over me as if I was nothing. "Who's your tailor?"

"You like? It's a nice little shop not far from here. I could take you if you'd like." Flushing a bright red I stare at his suit jacket "Well thanks, that would be nice I..." squinting my brows I noticed something the stitching was uneven and bunching. "But uh, may I see your jacket for a moment? I'll give it right back, I just want to see something."

With a raised brow Alastor slowly took off his jacket and gave me the material. I was honestly surprised he said yes in the first place. The silky texture felt nice in my hand.my face flushed seeing him in a white dress shirt now. He looked even more attractive than he did before. Who was I kidding, men in suits were so hot.

I took a closer look at the stitching and frowned. "When we go I can see if they'll fix the stitching for you. It looks like they tried to hide that the thread was nesting as well as the stitching is uneven."

Looking over my shoulder I showed him what I meant, showing how the thread shouldn't be bunched up like it was or how it should be in a nice neat line. "I see what you mean my dear, I'll have to chat with him personally." His voice darkened as a dark red aura omitted from his person. "Well I mean it's not that bad of a problem, it's an easy fix. My grandma before she passed taught me how to."

A large hand placed itself on my head as he patted my hair down. "How sweet of you. I will get back to you on that." Alastor nodded, taking his jacket back and placing the material back on. "Thank you for letting me see your jacket."

"Of course my dear!" Walking back towards Charlie he leaned down so that they were face to face. "So where is your hotel staff?"

"Uuuh, well..." Turning around Alastor looked at a glaring Vaggie. "Besides Vaggie we have Emmie here. She does a bit of everything..." Waving, I stood up straight. Chuckling to himself he made his way back over towards Angel and I. "You're going to need more than that." he stuck out his hand as he lowered himself to angels level. "And what do you do my effeminate fellow?"

"I can suck your dick." my ears were on fire hearing the screech. "Ha! No." Looking over my way he ignore Angel "Your loss,"

"What does your job entail my dear?" he was now in my face again "Sweeping, dusting, cooking, I make Charlies appointments for promoting the hotel, as well as front desk when Charlie or Vaggie is out."

His red eyes looked me up and down making me flush again "As well as an eye for sewing." Nodding my head I bit my bottom lip watching him stare me down. "I have a hand in everything regarding the hotel." nodding his head he turned away walking towards the entrance. "Well I suppose I can cash in a few favors to liven things up."

I watched amazed as a fire started in the fireplace and Alastor pulled out a one eyed tiny demon. "This little darlin' is Nifty." He let go letting the girl fall to the floor landing on her feet like a cat.

"Hi I'm Nifty, it's nice to meet you. It's been a while since I made new friends!" leaning back slightly disturbed by her sudden turn from adorable to psychotic. "Why're you all women?" She looked unhappy about that. "Got any men here!" She rushed at Charlie lifting her up to search around. Angel pushed me in front of him for protection.

"Hey!"

"I'm sorry that's rude, Ooooh! This place is filthy! This really needs a ladies touch which is weird because you're all ladies." she started scuttling all over the hotel cleaning at an impossible speed "Where were you when I needed to clean my apartment?" I mumbled, shocked at her speed.

"Ha! Read 'em and weep boys! Full..." the cat-like demon turned around shocked he wasn't in the pool hall anymore. "What the hell? What the fuck is this?" His golden eyes searched the area landing on Alastor and right away anger coursed through his body.

"You!"

"Ah! Husker my good friend! Glad you could make it!" Alastor placed his hand on the demon's shoulder who was quick to push him off. "Don't you Husker me you son of a bitch! I was about to win the whole damn pot!" a large pile of money and chips could be seen on the table as it disappeared like static. "Damn that's some shit luck my guy."

"Good to see you too!"

"What the hell do you want with me this time?" Husker asked, annoyed running his hand over his face. Alastor was quick to throw an arm over the mans shoulder pulling him close. "My friend I'm doing some charity work so I took it upon myself to volunteer your services. I hope thats okay." he didn't. He smirked knowing he would win this argument easily.

"Are you shittin me?!"

"Hmm? No I don't think so!" biting my bottom lip to prevent myself from laughing. I felt bad for the guy but man that was funny. I watched Husker push Alastor away from his person "You thought it would be some kind of big fucking riot just to pull me out of nowhere?! You think I'm some kind of fuckin clown?!"

It looked like Alastor was trying to hold back a laugh of his own "Maybe." He was loving this. Watching Husker get so pissed off. "I aint no fucking charity job." He growled.

Alastor appeared at Huskers side again "Well I figured you'd be the perfect face to man the front desk of this fine establishment. Take some of the work off dear Emmie." my eyes widen hearing him say my name so affectionately. "With your charming smile and welcoming energy this job was made for you! Don't worry my friend, I can make this more welcoming for you, if you wish." with a wave of his hand a green bottle of cheap booze appeared on the bar.

"What you think you can buy me with a wink and some cheap booze?!" he quickly yanked the bottle off the bar. His golden eyes looked at the bottle with a happy excitement in them. "Well you can!" and he was quick to start drinking.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! No bar, no alcohol! This is supposed to be a place that discourages sin! Not some kind of now...brothel...man cave..." Vaggie was tackled to the ground by Angel "Shut up! We're keeping this." he points to the bar and quickly gets off Vaggie schmoozing himself close to Husker. "Hey~"

"Go fuck yourself."

"Only if you watch me!" He got close to Husker's face making him very uncomfortable. "Angel don't you have an off switch or something?" I moan, pinching my nose annoyed "Yeah, it's right next to the on switch." snickers left her lips "I hate you so much sometimes." shaking my head I laughed watching Charlie rush up to Husker.

"Oh my gosh! Welcome to the Happy Hotel! You are going to love it here!!!!"

"Charles boundaries!" letting out a small oof I look up at the man beside me who decided to use my head as an elbow rest. "Oh what fun this is!" Smiling up at him "You have no idea how happy you're making Charlie, it's awesome."

"So what do you think?" Charlie quickly spun around smiling brightly "This is amazing!" She was gushing so much her cheeks were hurting. Alastors arm moved from my head to my shoulder as he pulled me and Charlie into a hug. "This is going to be very entertaining."

Music came to life somewhere on the radio and Alastor's outfit changed to something like a tux with a tailcoat. "You have a dream, you wish to tell, and it's just laughable. But, hey kid, what the hell?" I was shocked even more to see my clothes transform into a red evening gown that was from the 30's. It hugged my curves or what little curves I had. He and Charlie were dancing at the top of the stairs before sliding down.

''Cause you're one of a kind, A charming demon belle! Now, let's give these burning fools a place to dwell. Take it, boys!"

He moved all around the hotel dancing as he sang. I felt my hand being grasped and spun around in his arms. "Inside of every demon is a lost cause," Giggling I hopped on the bar watching everyone being forced to dance. "But we'll dress them up for now, with just a smile," He smacked Vaggie in the ass and jumped to the main hall dancing and kicking a random skull away.

"And we'll chlorinate this cesspool with some old redemption flair, and show these simpletons some proper class and style!" Yelping I felt my body being yanked off the bar and back onto the ground as he spun us around and around, I was definitely getting dizzy.

"Here below the ground, I'm sure your plan is sound. They'll spend a little time, down at this Hazbin Ho-" His song ended as an explosion went off at the front door. "What the hell?" chuckling our large group took a look to see what was going on.

Outside there was a large blimp and out popped that snake guy. Sir Pentious. "Well, well, well. Look who it is harboring the Strymon freak! We meet again, Alastor!"

"You know this guy?" Looking up at the red haired demon confused "Do I know you?" Looking back the demon's whole demeanor changed to that of offense. "Oh yes you do! And this time I have the element of surprise!" A large lazer fell from the blimp and was pointing at all of us. Grasping onto the demons jacket I pulled myself behind him.

Though I really shouldn't have been worried. Because with a flick of his fingers a giant hole opened up in the ground and black tentacles emerged wrapping around Sir Pentious's blimp. The tentacles ripped his blimp apart, you could hear his screaming as he was thrown around before it crushed the machine completely.

Looking up at the absolute pleasure on his face sent chills down my spine. Maybe it would be a good idea to get away from him, not be as close to him at all. Taking a step back, I pushed myself closer to Charlie and Vaggie. As the smoke cleared Alastor turned to face us "Well I'm starved! Who wants some Jambalaya?" He threw his arms out wide a happy expression on his face.

"My mother once showed me a wonderful recipe for jambalaya, in fact it nearly killed her! Hahaha, you could say that kick was right out of hell!" His long arm easily wrapped around my shoulder pulling me beside him as we walked back inside the hotel. "Ohohoho, I'm on a roll. Yes sir this is the start of some real changes around here!"

Changes were coming whether we like it or not.