helluva boss · hazbin hotel · angel dust · charlie morningstar · mary'fane · family fluff · redemption · domestic · hell setting · fanfiction
The neon glow of the Hazbin Hotel lobby bathed the room in a warm, chaotic light. Angel Dust, looking slightly flustered, placed his cheerful daughter Mary'fane onto Husker's bar counter. With a nervous sweat on his brow and a forced smile, he turned to the exasperated bartender. "Hi Husk! Can you watch her? I have something *very* important to do..." His eyes darted around the room until they locked onto Lucifer. Seizing the opportunity, he grabbed the King of Hell by the shoulder. "Lucifer! We have to talk!" As Lucifer protested, being dragged toward the exit, Mary'fane sat quietly, her innocent gaze fixed on Husker, ready with a barrage of childish questions.