A HH Lucifer-centric AU 1/22
PART 2, PART 3, PART 4, PART 5, PART 6, PART 7, PART 8, PART 9, PART 10, PART 11, PART 12, PART 13, PART 14, PART 15, PART 16, PART 17, PART 18, PART 19, PART 20, PART 21, PART 22
STORY 2, STORY 3
AO3 VER.
Some RadioApple undertones perhaps.
Another idea popped up but I still can't write fully alksjdakljl
I swear this has more plot to it. It will involve the Sins, Luci's siblings, and overlords.
Big idea. Little vocab.
Will link a part 2 when I post it!
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The Hazbin Hotel residents stare in fear as the young Morningstar is having an ugly, one-sided, verbal match with her father.
It has been a stressful day and Charlie was on a short fuse. Vaggie tried to coax her girlfriend to relax but it didn't work. The other residents, minus Alastor, were too afraid to try because if Vaggie couldn't, how could they.
Lucifer was up on his tower when he was called downstairs to get his daughter to calm down but it just made him the primary target for her frustrations.
Charlie: Dad! Stop! I don't need this. I. Am. Fine.
Lucifer: Sweetie, you clearly aren't. Why don't you take a nap? I know that always helped you to calm down.
Charlie: Know?! Tell me, Dad. What exactly do you know about me after not being present in my life for decades??
Lucifer, stunned: Char-char-
Charlie: Don't call me that!
Vaggie: Charlie, I think-
Charlie: I wish it was you who had just got up and disappeared instead of Mom. At least she would've been there for me from the start!
There was a small gasp from Angel but no one dared to make a sound. What can they even say to that? All that can be heard is Charlie's labored breathing.
Lucifer's eyes narrow and his heart breaks a little (liar, the whole just shattered) but he doesn’t say anything. His shoulders slump, eyes void as his gaze never leaves his daughter.
Charlie seems to realize what she had just said and opens her mouth to say something but nothing comes out.
Lucifer: Of course
The King of Hell says it slowly, almost like he's drunk. (But he can't get drunk. Believe him, he tried. He tried multiple times to drink himself to-
Lucifer: But you're exhausted and I'm sure Alastor can pick up where you left off. Go sleep.
The King gives a strained smile to the group then promptly goes back upstairs.
Once he's gone. Charlie moves to follow but is stopped by Alastor blocking her way.
Alastor: I wouldn't try that, my dear. I suggest you listen to your father and rest. Separately.
Charlie: But-
Angel: Not a good time, toots. You fucked up.
And she did.
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I love Charlie okay!!! I just like to think that the most cheerful ones always have the sharpest tongues when frustrated.




















