☆ s2 spoilers

It was a known fact that Lucifer and Lilith were married.. what was more common than that was the fact that they had a daughter, Charlie Morningstar and to say that she wasn't the slightest intimidating was a mistake.. she doesn't uses her powers against sinners or tried to impose herself as a true 'princess of Hell' as her title suggested her to be.

Instead, she had a silly dream about creating a Hotel to redeem sinners, believing that everyone deserverd a second chance! She would make Lilith proud, she knows she would. She wanted to live her mother's legacy and bring new hope to the sinners of Hell.

And then.. there was you. The sibling of Charlie Morningstar. The more intimidating figure that knew your place as 'superior' and powerful amongst the wicked souls that went down there for making horrible actions in their human lifes. You knew the title you held, you know your heritage and what made sinners shiver in their boots.

Maybe that's why you decided to stick along with Charlie to help her with her Hotel, the 'Hazbin Hotel' as the Radio Overlord named it, and oh to say that you didn't hated Alastor was also a mistake. He doesn't even cares about the Hotel, Satan knows why the hell that strawberry pimp of a deer-demon sticks around the place.

And of course.. that day in specific. The extermination, Adam's death caused unexpectedly by no one other than Niffty, Dazzle's death and also the sad death of Sir Pentious. And how to forget? All the singing in order to comfort Charlie.. and her friends & Lucifer, re-build the Hotel once more. And this time, Lucifer wanted to be present in his children life's.

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And everything was once more chaotic. That damn Overlord with a TV for a head had been spreading lies about Charlie and setting fear into the heart of the sinner's, making them afraid, making them confused and maybe making them hate even more Heaven and the Angels & Winners that lived up there. It was Hell, you can't expect for things to be good and 'happy-go-lucky' for a long period of time; It was a mess.

The cherry on the cake was the fact that your sister, Charlie, is being as ignorant as a typical blond from movies; Not listening to you, Vaggie or anyone at the matter. Blindly trusting Vox and the VvV's as a whole, and making another mistake yet again.

While she tried to make things up and ended up making them worse. You were simply there. Watching, observing, scheming. Someone had to teach that dead man with a TV for a head that he simply couldn't mess with a member of the 'Royal Family of Hell' and be all dandy afterwards, as if he was stealing candy from a child.

With your reputation, you could definetly make at least a bit of an impact with your words alone, and yet it seemed that time was running around like a kid after eating too much candy. Many things happening at the same time; Finding out that Sir Pentious was in Heaven, how excited Charlie was, how Vox was being more of a threat than ever. It left you between the simple choices of taking the matter into your hands or comforting & helping Charlie.