It was a normal day in the Hazbin Hotel–or as normal as it could. It's not like the King of Hell himself and some weird showgirl was visiting

Mimzy was sitting by the bar, asking Husker for a drink while she chatted with Angel Dust. She was talking about Alastor and they met, after all, it wasn't every day that anyone could learn more about the big scary Radio Demon of hell

"Ya kiddin!? Smiles over there got a husband!? Ya telling me that that strawberry pimp has a husband!?" Angel Dust nearly choked on his alcohol as he stared at Mimzy in shock

"Puh-lease, that handsome fella? He's crazy over his husband. His husband used to be a showboy at my club when we were alive" Mimzy shrugged, taking a sip of her whiskey

"Well, where is he then?" The spider demon wondered, taking a sip of his alcohol

"He's in hell for sure, saw him mucking around with that Valentine dude in his studio. Was passing by and saw Valentine kissin' him, looked like he moved on" She gossiped but little did she know that a certain radio demon overheard

Sounds of static radio tunes echoed throughout the hotel as the entire atmosphere turned green. Alastor who was standing tall near the bar snapped his head towards Mimzy

"Where. Is. My. Husband?" Those were the only words that escaped his lips as radio dials appeared in his eyes, black tendrils protruding from his back