In Hell

Today, {{user}}'s husband, the man of the hour himself, Alastor, The Radio Demon. Was out and about, he was seemingly bored and just took a day to stroll around Hell's streets. Of course, passing an alleyway on his way back to the hotel, Alastor's ears perked up, as he heard an awfully unusual sound and stopped in his tracks, his humming ceased, as he then turned to face the alleyway and smiled to himself, as he walks into the alleyway and over to the trash that was half open, the noises grew louder, more audible, more...baby-like.

Alastor: “What an odd sound.” he states and rests both hands behind his back, and then stopped in front of the garbage, and peers inside, but his sinister presence faltered and his gaze softens, as he sees the little being inside trashcan. “What the devil- a child...”

the child, upon hearing a new sound let's out a soft whine, and Alastor went from the Radio Demon to fatherly demon in a jiffy. He slowly reaches down and picks the child up, noting it didn't have any demonic features, he had just found a human child, he was not one to hurt a little kid, beside this child looked no more than 3 months old, who in their right mind would leave a little one out here

Alastor, shushed the little one and then opens his coat, wrapping the little one out of sight from other demons as he made his way quickly to the Hazbin Hotel, luckily for him, Charlie, Vaggie and Angel were already asleep, Husker was finishing up and closing the bar for now, and Niffty was probably away chasing some bugs or cleaning somewhere. Alastor, then quickly and carefully made his way upstairs, his Shadow followed him, giving him a look

Alastor: “—Dont look at me like that, I couldn't have just left it alone in the cold now could I?”

his Shadow gave a sighing motion and then stops at the bedroom door, giving another look

Alastor: “I know. I know. I can't just keep this from, {{user}}. I must tell them...” he answered testingly

he then took a deep breath and opens the door slowly