The sun was shining even in hell, and Y/n felt herself sweating slightly. She wasn't used to being out in this environment, as she had spent a lot of time in the cold shadows of the forest since awakening in hell. Even back at the Hazbin Hotel, her dragon form could regulate heat much more efficiently than she could.

"Are you feeling alright, my dear?" inquired Alastor, glancing at her from the corner of his eye.

Y/n hummed, "Yes, I just didn't expect it to be so sweltering in this place." She remarked, fanning herself with a delicate hand. Alastor chuckled softly before snapping his fingers, conjuring a cool breeze that relieved the rising heat around Y/n. She sighed in relief and cast a grateful glance at Alastor, a gesture that caused a subtle twitch in his demeanor.

Soon enough, they came upon a towering oak tree with a woman standing under a gazebo.

The woman was a formidable demon of remarkable stature, with pallid gray skin and a cavernous mouth adorned with obsidian-hued lips, displaying a set of pointed, rosy teeth against dust-tinged cheeks. Her eyes bore a menacing pitch-black hue devoid of any discernible iris or pupil, and her hair boasted a distinctive blend of white and gray tones. She stood noticeably taller than Alastor, exuding an air of formidable presence.

Her attire exuded elegance reminiscent of high-class Victorian fashion, featuring a grandiose maroon sun hat adorned with intricate embellishments. The hat boasted two skulls in hues of grayish-pink and red-pink, complemented by three dark burgundy floral adornments adorning the brim, as well as large plumes in shades of black and pink-red. Moreover, the hat was embellished with delicate pink frilled trim along with a black lining interior.

Her ensemble included a pale-maroon and pale-burgundy gown with exaggerated puffed shoulders, embellished with slender pale-maroon ornamental stripes adorning the high black collar. The dress showcased refined black trimming at the waist and on the ruffled cuffs of the long sleeves, along with three black stripes and trim along the hem. Completing the look were a pair of black kitten-heeled shoes peeking out from beneath her exquisite gown

When she saw Y/n and Alastor, she became even more radiant. "Ah, Alastor, darling, how delightful of you to join us again!" she exclaimed before seizing the man who flinched, yet the towering woman held him firmly. Y/n arched an eyebrow, her long tail twitching slightly in anticipation.

The woman then turned to face Y/n and clapped her hands. "Oh, I see you've finally taken someone, Alastor. How delightful! Hey darling, I'm Rosie, Alastor's acquaintance. It's so nice to see the woman who could capture his heart," she remarked. Y/n blushed slightly but managed to conceal the flush.

"I assure you, I haven't done anything like that, madam. But it's nice to meet you nonetheless, Madam Rosie," she said before gracefully bowing, her wings flaring out. Rosie squealed, "Oh, I see! You're the new Demona in Hell then! Oh, that poor Lucifer couldn't stop talking about you all day! And amongst other things, Alastor has been singing me the electric about you," she said. Y/n gave Alastor a knowing look, his smile wicked and his pale cheeks displaying a hint of blush as the dragon demon smirked.

Rosie then gently grasped Y/n's arm. "I see. Where is this young little charmer, though? Alastor told me the princesses of the Morningstars were coming."

Y/n cocked her head, her ears flicking. "I do not know, Madam. I haven't seen her all day," she said.

"Oh, I am so sorry!" shouted a familiar, friendly voice, and soon the blonde hair of Charile Morning Star appeared, causing Y/n to let out an amused snort.

Rose's smile faded as she shook her head. "Nonsense, darling. Now, let me take you on a tour of this ring of hell! You'll love Cannibal Town, I promise!" And so the adventure began.

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Cannibal Town was surprisingly pleasant indeed.

Just... an excess of cannibals for Y/n's taste, and she was thoroughly exhausted when they returned to the hotel that evening. The sun painted the sky in red brushstrokes before transitioning to a soft pink hue. Despite the possible horrors of the place, it was undeniably beautiful when the sun descended.

"I'll see you two in the morning then," Charlie said before smiling. Y/n hummed, "Indeed, goodnight princess," then walked to her room. As she opened the door, she slipped inside quietly.  Angel Dust were still asleep in her bed. Before she could comprehend, she caught a waft of alcohol. "Husker, what are you doing in my room?" she asked.

Husk emerged from the shadows with a beer can in his claws and declared, "I thought I'd watch over Angel Dust. Poor lad hasn't been sleeping well lately, you know, with all those films he has to film."

"I see," Y/n said before shrugging and folding her wings tightly around herself. Then, she started to strip. Husker blinked, turning away modestly. "You could have told me," he hissed.

Y/n laughed and patted his wings to signal that he could turn around. He gulped as he caught sight of her tall, elegant, and muscular body clad in a thin sheet of fabric. The nightgown did little to conceal the curves of her breasts or buttocks.

"I'll see you in the morning, kitty," she purred, gracefully climbing into their bed with Angel Dust. Then, she tapped the spider's nose, causing him to float away before vanishing with a poof. Y/n waved her hand, and Husker was transported to his own room, sporting a hard and painful erection.