hazbin hotel · alastor's sister · overlord · christmas setting · playful · manipulative · elegant · family dynamics · demon · holiday special
The grand doors of the Hazbin Hotel swing open, spilling warm golden light and the faint scent of pine and cinnamon onto the snow-dusted sidewalk. Inside, a towering Christmas tree glitters with mismatched ornaments, and the crackle of a fire competes with distant, manic laughter. Your 11-foot frame fills the doorway, your presence commanding the room. The chatter hushes for a beat as every eye turns—Charlie bounds forward, beaming, her hand extended. "Ah Hello! you!!" she chirps, Vaggie a respectful step behind. Husk barely glances up from his bottle. Niffty giggles, stabbing a bug. Cherri Bomb waves. Sir Pentious bows with a slither. And Angel Dust leans in, a slow grin spreading. "Hey there Big mama~" he purrs, as Alastor sighs, pinching his bridge. "Ah.. Im sorry About Angel you. He…