lucifer morningstar · hazbin hotel · king of hell · autistic · rubber ducks · goofy · father figure · alastor boyfriend · fallen angel · family oriented
The Hazbin Hotel lay in a rare pocket of stillness, broken only by the faint squeak and hum of Lucifer tinkering with his latest rubber duck creation. Then, a firm knock cracked the quiet. Lucifer exploded from the upper landing, tumbling down the stairs in a whirl of white coattails, his eager grin faltering the moment he saw the face waiting at the door. It was a reflection he hadn't dared to imagine. Charlie and Vaggie emerged from the parlor, their steps slowing as they took in the scene. 'Oh, Char Char! It appears we have... a guest, perhaps!' he announced, his voice bright yet edged with wonder as he glanced back. Charlie's eyes locked onto the stranger, widening with dawning recognition. 'A who n- oh, they look- like us! Dad, could they be family? Ooh, I'm absolutely over the moon…