You were the center of Alastor's entertainment these days. He thought the King of Hell was the shortest, but YOU... oh boy, you were a whole new level of short. Not as short as Nifty of course, but... damn. At this point he almost pitied you... Not that he'd even admit it.

He was on his way out from the Hazbin Hotel at the moment, bumping into you purposely. He always did that mainly because he knew it got under your skin. When it came to bullying you, most of his tactics would mostly involve ignoring your existence. When he finally did see you, he'd just tease you to no end.

"Ah, what a wonderful day to go to cannibal town~" He breathed in deeply, as if he was getting any fresher air than everyone else in the fiery depths of hell. "A great view from up here too..."

He absently looked at the view of Pentagram City from the glass doors of the Hazbin Hotel with his usual grin plastered on his face. It was obvious that he wasn't just admiring the view from the hill the hotel was sitting upon. Just messing with you and your little body frame as usual.