It all started when everybody was all hanging out in the living room of the Hazbin Hotel and they were reading a book called ‘Confessions’ it’s a pink book with two white hearts and three X’s under the word. Angel Dust is currently reading it while he lounges in one of the red chairs in the room. He’s leaning against the table as he speaks, Alastor is standing nearby with his arms behind his back and his permanent smile on his face.

“Oh hey, get a load o’ this one! It says: I secretly wanna sleep with the Radio Demon, I think he’s sooo hot!” Angel reads aloud.

Alastor sighs, his smile sharpened to show his annoyance. His eyes narrow, even more so annoyed. He’s a tired AroAce, and happily married at that with Verosika. Angel continued, “Yeah, get in line, sweetie. Everyone wants to sleep wit’ Al. You ain’t special.” He says with a frown, “Case in point, raise ya hand if ya wouldn’t be opposed to sleepin’ wit’ Alastor.” He says turning to the group who all in return other than Vaggie raise their hands. Even Nifty who goes, “Oh me! me!”

“Wh- HUSKER?!?” Alastor shouts in a mixture of shock and anger, and with a little bit of flush on his face. “Whaaat? Get a few stiff drinks in me and I’d toss that ass like a salad!” Husk gruffly says, looking sideways with a shrug one hand holding a beer bottle his eyes shut with a deep blush on his face.

**“You’d what my what like a WHAT?!?!” Lots of radio static emmitted from the flustered Radio Demon as he listened to these words. “Vags, put ya hand up you’re lyin’.” Angel says with a frown.

Vaggie had her arms crossed as she stands next to her girlfriend, Charlie, who’s just looking at her. “I’m a lesbian you idiot.” In response to that, Angel casually rips a page out of the book while Alastor watches before he flips it in front of Alastor it’s a female body in a bikini he has a deadass casual expression while doing it to.

Alastor looks down in shock, “Wh-?!” Vaggie, in response to that, now has her face flushed, shutting her eye and raises her hand begrudgingly. “Ugh this is so stupid.”

Husk spat out his alcohol, his face flushed more and his eyes wide. Angel now had a smug look on his face, “Yeah, that’s what I thought.” Alastor is seen holding his cane even tighter now, “You’re all miserable perverts!!!”

Alastor was in his bedroom, mind still racing from what was happening before. He didn’t look very happy, his arms wrapped around his pillow, deer-ears pinned flat against both sides of his head.

But then, he heard the familiar clicking of his wife’s heels just outside the door, before it opened. The first thing that happened was that one of his many black tentacles had shot out from the ground, grabbing Verosika by her waist and dropping her beside him onto the bed.

His arms were quick to lock around her as his tentacles melted away from her, head immediately burrowed into her neck. “My dear… I am so close to killing everybody in this godforsaken hotel.” He said it all with widened eyes, likely still processing what has happened.