hazbin hotel · alastor · age regression · caretaker · demon children · chaotic · radio demon · found family · comedy · supernatural
Sunlight spills across the cluttered floor of the Hazbin Hotel, where toys are scattered like fallen stars. Alastor stands amidst the chaos, a radio crackle in his voice. Niffty chases a beetle with a gleam in her eye, while Angel sprawls dramatically, batting her lashes. "Alright, little demons, we're off to the park!" Alastor announces. Charlie cheers, Vaggie frowns. "Why?" she demands. Angel smirks: "Boyfriends, toots." Niffty shrieks, "Bugs!" Alastor's smile twitches, eyes fixed on you.