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So good! 😊😍

Entertaining enough?

Summary: Sequel to my first Hazbin Hotel fic "To help a deer friend". Since Alastor seems to feel much better, he loves to mess around with her dad, the king of hell himself and also her father is having a blast, fighting against Alastor whenever these two meet each other. A situation that slowly becomes too much for Charlie and it's about time for her to put a stop to this endless seeming brawling. And she knows exactly how. But she quickly gets to know that it's never a good idea to mess with the Radio Demon himself…

Warnings: This story contains lots and lots of innocent, fluffy SFW tickling, so if you don't like this, then please don't read this, thank you. Also a little OOC warning here. I always try to stay in character while writing, but I can't make promises that it stays that way during the story. And since I am NOT a shipper, this is pure platonic fluff, even if it might gets a tiny bit into the "charlastor" direction in the end. It's still platonic ;) And since I translated this from german into english, there might be some grammatical errors. Just saying. You have been warned ;).

Word count: 5700

Authors note: I've had so much fun with writing this story and I hope you will have as much fun reading it. I don't know if I will write another Hazbin Hotel story after this one, because my head is totally empty now when it comes to ideas. If someone wants to give me ideas, I am all in for it (can't promise to write it though). PS: I've got some "fun facts" after this story, so make sure to check them out :3.

BTW: I like to refer to Alastor as a Wendigo, because he totally looks like one to me when he shows his demonic form ("Stayed gone" for example).

Entertaining enough?

A loud thump cut through the quiet of the Hazbin Hotel that day and Charlie could only sit there and shake her head in bewilderment, as she watched her father and Alastor having another fight going on.

It had been nice at first that Alastor finally dared to come out of his room after everything that had happened to him, but for it to end in something like this? As soon as the deer demon heard her father, his whole mood changed to something sadistic and when the two of them finally met...well, she could see in what that ended...

Angel Dust and Husker had already left the hotel lobby and Vaggie also seemed to find it extremely alarming to have to watch two of hell’s most powerful beings having another fight. Only Niffty seemed to find it extremely amusing, considering that she was laughing like a maniac at them and their antics.

"Nice antlers, Bambi! But can they keep up with these?" Charlie heard her father yell across the lobby, as he revealed his six wings with a huge and taunting grin on his face and he rose gracefully into the air, looking down at Alastor, who looked like he was about to explode at any moment. Pure hatred was written in his now almost black eyes and with every further teasing word from Lucifer, his antlers grew and his ears pulled back so far that they were already close to his skull. And not only that, because his body was also changing more and more. His limbs grew longer and he grew taller, as he transformed into his demonic form.

"Alastor! Not in here!" shouted Charlie, as it finally just got too much for her to handle, fearing they would tear her entire hotel apart in the next few moments if she didn't intervene.

One of his ears shot up in the direction where Charlie's voice had come from and that was what seemed to snap Alastor out of his rising rage, as his head followed his ear to look at her.

The young princess had risen from her place on the sofa and now stood in front of him with her arms crossed in front of her chest, looking up at him accusingly, before her eyes turned to her father, who was still hovering in the air in front of Alastor and now flinched himself when he saw his daughter's scowl.

"If you carry on like this, you'll destroy my lobby! Stop this shit already! You're behaving worse than little children!" she growled.

And that finally brought the two brawlers back to their senses, as Alastor shrank back to his normal size and Lucifer calmed down also, as he slowly glided to the ground and hid his wings again. However, Charlie could still see the two of them glaring at each other and yes, this childlike behavior was really getting onto her nerves now.

She didn't even understand the beef between these two in the first place...

"Okay, okay, calm down, little apple. We'll stop already. I've got things to do anyway."

The fallen angel turned his eyes back to Alastor and gave him a sneaky grin.

"Don't think it's over yet. This is just a break. We'll sort this out another time...Bambi~."

"DAD!" Charlie shouted after him, as the angel turned around and walked away, laughing.

When she turned her eyes to Alastor, he was still standing there with his arms crossed behind his back, his broad, significant grin back on his face and looking as if nothing had happened. Only his pinned back ears still bore witness to his displeasure.

"Really, Alastor, did you have to do that?"

The Radio Demon’s grin widened, as he relaxed, put his ears back up and straightened his bowtie.

"But that's what I'm here for, my dear: entertainment. And I have to say that it was more than entertaining. If you don't mind, your Highness, I would now get back to my room and rest a bit."

Without saying another word, or giving her another glance, Alastor strode off in the direction of his room.

As soon as he was gone, everyone visibly relaxed; only Charlie was still standing in the same spot, gritting her teeth with frustration.

"Entertainment he said...I'll show him entertainment!" she grumbled.

"I wouldn't mess with him if I were you, babe. Don't forget who he is," Vaggie said, who had moved to stand next to her girlfriend and placed a hand on her shoulder, which Charlie squeezed affectionately with hers.

"Oh, I know who he is and what a monster he can be, when he wants to. But he doesn't scare me."

Charlie's lips twisted into a wide grin, as she looked at her girlfriend and something shone in her eyes that Vaggie wasn't able to judge and maybe it was better if she stayed out of the whole thing, because she definitely didn't want to mess with the dreaded Radio Demon.

Unlike Charlie, which her next words confirmed:

"But every monster can be tamed..."

The young princess allowed a few hours to pass, so that everyone could calm down and, in fact, everyone went about their usual daily routine again in the evening.

Angel was flirting shamelessly with Husk at the bar, making the cat demon grumble and roll his eyes at his antics, trying to ignore him. Niffty was laughing maniacally, as she chased after cockroaches and Vaggie was sitting with Lucifer on one of the sofas in the lobby and the two angels seemed to be chatting animatedly. It was a sight that warmed Charlie's heart to the core and she was so happy that her father seemed to welcome Vaggie so warmly into the Morningstar family.

The only one who didn't show up was Alastor and Charlie knew why, because the Radio Demon was still struggling with the wound on his chest. He rarely came out of his room and when he did...well, she had seen what happened earlier and she couldn't help but grit her teeth again, as the memories of the afternoon came flooding back to her.

The urge to demonstrate his power seemed to have grown stronger in Alastor since he had lost to Adam and who, if not the King of Hell himself, was the perfect rival for his ego? At least that was the only explanation Charlie had for this childish behavior. In the end, she didn't care. She just wanted them to finally get along and not piss on each other every day. A thought that made her grin and she decided to pay Alastor a little visit. She had been tending to his wound for weeks, even if it still made him uncomfortable, but she knew that he was secretly grateful for the gesture and that he had started to trust her and Charlie was sure that he even enjoyed her company. Even if he didn't show it directly. His pride was simply too big for that.

A thought, that made her roll her eyes, as she made her way to his room. However, she wasn't just going to tend to his wound today, because it was time to tame this crazy Wendigo and she already knew exactly how to do it. No matter what the consequences would be. Alastor's last "threat" still echoed in her ears and she shuddered slightly whenever she remembered it. But today, she didn't care about that threat at all. Even if she could hardly call it a threat when he said he would take her to his radio tower and broadcast her laughter live.

Well, better laughter than screams of pain...

A thought, that made her grin slightly again. Alastor could be really silly when she was alone with him. A side, which she liked about him and a side that probably no one else got to see and she had promised him to keep this information to herself, knowing he wanted to keep his reputation as the dreaded Radio Demon everyone in hell should fear by the mere mention of his name.

But that didn’t mean that she would stop teasing him when she was alone with him.

Alastor wanted to be entertained?

Well, he could have that...

"Al? It's me, Charlie. Can I come in?"

"The door is open, my dear."

When Charlie entered the room and closed the door behind her, she found the deer demon sitting on his bed. He had already removed his coat and had unbuttoned his shirt, knowing why she had come to him this evening.

Over the last few weeks, he had become accustomed to her regular visits to tend to his wound, even if it still made him slightly uncomfortable. But it had to be done. Either he let Charlie take care of him, or he would have to go to Rosie and before he showed his weakness to another Overlord, he'd rather let Charlie see him like this. She was far too soft to use that weakness against him anyway. Not that he didn't trust Rosie, but he would be extremely uncomfortable if she knew about his failure at the last extermination. Besides, over the months, he'd been staying here at the hotel, he'd taken Charlie and perhaps the rest of the gang, with the exception of Lucifer, into his not-so-cold heart. Of course, he would never admit that aloud. Not even under the most horrible torture hell had to offer...

But as much as he liked Charlie, he still loved to mess with her a little every now and then. Her scowl had not escaped his notice when she had entered his room and his grin widened, as she wordlessly sat down next to him and glared at him from the side. The afternoon's incident was apparently still bothering her. Perfect. This was exactly the kind of entertainment he had been looking for, since he had moved in to the hotel.

But he stayed quiet and just let Charlie do her thing, when she motioned for him to sit still, while she took off his bandage to examine his wound.

"Your wound looks fine. I don't think you need another bandage. It's pretty much healed. Are you still in pain?"

"No. Everything's fine."

Actually, he expected her to wish him a good evening and leave him alone, after she had disposed of the old bandage in the bin. But she sat back down at his side, while he was buttoning up his shirt again.

"Is something still on your mind, my dear?" he asked as calmly as ever. Deep down he already knew the answer to his own question.

"I don't think I need to answer that question."

His grin turned slightly malicious, when she gritted her teeth and he could see very clearly in her eyes that she was still slightly pissed.

"If this is about what happened this afternoon, I can only tell you one thing, Charlie: your father and I just had a little argument. Nothing big."

"Just a little argument? Alastor, you two were just about to tear half the hotel apart!"

"But nothing like that happened."

"But it will happen one day if you two don't get your act together!" she growled and Alastor was amazed at the courage the young princess showed towards him. Few had ever dared to talk to him like that and those who had dared...well, his radio broadcast had gained a few new voices on days like this...

"Then you should tell your father to stop provoking me."

"Maybe you should stop being provoked!"

"How could I stop when the end result is always so entertaining?"

A growl cut through the air.

"You're both like two little kids who only cause trouble when they bump into each other, you know that?!"

And apparently she had struck a nerve, because the lights in the room flickered briefly and the sound of radio static could be heard. Alastor's eyes went black and the typical radio dials, that he always showed when he got angry, appeared in his pupils. His antlers also began to grow, as he stood up and build himself up in front of Charlie, but the young princess didn't back away an inch from him, just looked at him with narrowed eyes and her arms crossed in front of her chest.

"Who's a little kid here, my dear?" the taller Demon growled darkly, as he continued to stare Charlie down, trying to intimidate her. But he didn't succeed, because Charlie now also stood up from the bed, build herself up in front of him as good as she could and looked him firmly in the eyes.

"You! At least you're acting like one right now!"

"Oh really? Am I?"

"Yes!"

"And since when is the Princess of Hell scared of a kid?"

"I'm not scared of you!"

"No? Aren't you? Then why are you backing away from me, my dear?"

Only now did Charlie realize that her body had begun to tremble and that she was actually backing away from him, as he slowly followed her movements. Soon she felt the edge of the bed behind her knees and seconds later, she was lying in his sheets, Alastor towering over her and yes, the sight sent shiver after shiver down her spine. Even though she knew that he would never dare to hurt her, especially not while her father was in the hotel, she couldn't help but shiver when she looked into his eyes. And at that moment, she could well imagine the fear all his victims must have felt, if that was the last thing they had seen before their gruesome deaths...

"Al, don't do anything you'll regret later..." she tried to talk herself out of the situation and she raised her hands placatingly, as he leaned over her and raised his hands as well, presenting his claws to her. The sight was enough to make her stomach flutter nervously, almost forcing her lips into a grin, which she barely managed to suppress. She already suspected what he was about to do to her and she tried to protect herself from the impending attack. Even though she secretly knew that she had no real chance against him in a fight; no matter what kind of fight it would be.

"The only one here, who has done something she now regrets, is you, my dear. Have you forgotten my warning about what happens when you mess with the Radio Demon? That's what happens!"

During his last words, his hands shot forward and he shoved them under Charlie's arms, when he got onto the bed himself. The young woman had no chance to resist, let alone protect herself from his sudden attack. As she pressed her arms tightly against her body, she only trapped Alastor's hands underneath and it was only a few seconds, before her surprised shriek turned into loud and cheerful laughter, as he started tickling her.

"If you call me a little kid, then I'll act like one, if that's what you want me to do."

His teasing words didn't make it any better, only worse and soon Charlie was rolling from side to side, laughing and squealing with pure mirth, trying to kick at him, to push his hands from her body, but she could do neither, could only lie there and laugh, laugh, laugh. And Alastor also joined in her laughter, albeit with a slightly more sadistic undertone in his voice.

"Do you remember the little warning I gave you a few weeks ago? My radio tower is right next door, you know? The two of us can go on the air now, Charlie~. I am sure this is going to be a very entertaining broadcast for my listeners. And for me too, of course."

His teasing words made her laugh even louder and her efforts to free herself from his ticklish grip redoubled, which he noted with great amusement.

"You're so easily flustered, my dear. You tell me I'm easily provoked and look what's happened to you now: you're lying here under me, laughing your head off and all because of a few words of mine and some wiggling claws. Isn’t that just adorable~?”"

The amusement was clear in his voice and when Charlie managed to open one of her eyes and look at him, she was relieved to see that he looked the same as always. His eyes were back to normal, his antlers had shrunk and his grin reflected the amusement she had just heard in his voice. And that showed her that he wasn't really angry with her, that he was just messing around with her and that he was enjoying the whole thing and had fun. She also had fun messing around with him like this, but it wasn't going according to plan. He was supposed to be lying here, laughing and not her. She just had to hang in there and wait for him to let his guard down, so she could fight back.

"Al, pleahahahase! Stohohohohop it! Not there!!" she squealed, as his claws carefully attacked her belly. Laughing, she grabbed his wrists and tried to push them away from the attacked area, but she just couldn't do it.

"Oho, what's that? Did I find your weak spot there~?"

She didn't answer, but the blush on her cheeks told him all he needed to know and his grin grew so wide it nearly split his face in half.

"If you apologize to me for calling me a kid, then I would be quite inclined to stop."

"Y-you should apologize to me!" Charlie squeezed out between fits of laughter, as she continued to try and fend off his hands.

"And for what exactly?"

"You know whahahahat!"

The tickle attack stopped and Charlie let her body fall back into the bed sheets, still giggling, and wiping a tear from the corner of her eye.

Alastor's hands were still lying on her belly and here and there he curled his fingers briefly to keep her in a fit of giggles, letting her know it wasn't over yet.

"You want an apology from me?" he asked with great mischief in his voice.

She looked at him with a silly grin and nodded her head. A strong shiver ran through her entire body when she saw that ominous glint in his eyes, which he gave her in response and his claws slowly pulled her shirt off her belly.

"Fine. Here's your apology..."

His head rushed downwards and a loud, mirthful scream erupted from Charlie's throat, followed shortly after by equally loud laughter, as Alastor pressed his mouth against her belly and blew a big raspberry into her skin; just like his beloved mother had done to him when he had been a kid.

But the resulting loud laughter from Charlie got interrupted a few seconds later by a yelp from Alastor, as the young princess tried to fight back.

"Ow, Charlie! Stop that! That hurts!" he growled into her stomach, as the young princess pulled at his ear, while laughing her heart out and it was just the distraction Charlie had been waiting for to turn the tables on him.

She wriggled out of his grasp and immediately went for a counterattack, when she let go of his ear and when she saw how Alastor let his guard down for a second, as he sat up and rubbed his ear, grumbling.

As her fingers pressed into his ribs, it was now his loud shriek that echoed throughout the room and Charlie was really glad that his room was so far away from the hotel lobby and that no one else was aware of what was happening here.

She attacked him in one of his most sensitive areas and managed to push him into his pillow. Laughing, he rolled onto his side, pulled his legs close to his body and grabbed her hands, trying to push them away, as she attacked his sides and belly with wiggling fingers. At least he only gave the appearance of trying. In reality, he could have freed himself with ease, but who said that he wanted to?

One look at his wagging tail was all Charlie needed to know and that Alastor was having as much fun with this silly situation as she was. It was rare to see him like this, to see him with a genuine smile on his face and she knew that she was probably the only person in all of hell so far that he allowed to see him like this and to do something like this at all. It was nice to see how much he had started to trust her and that he let go every now and then…

The sound of radio static snapped her out of her thoughts and she grinned, as he slowly rolled onto his stomach and quickly hid his face in his pillow. He still seemed to feel embarrassed that she could see him like this. Something, that would probably never change. But she was fine with it. Just to hear him laughing like this and to know that she had the feared and usually terrifying Radio Demon at her mercy was enough reward for her.

"Look at you, Al. Where'd that big bad Radio Demon go all of a sudden, hm? I can't see him right now~," she teased, straddling his back and shoving her hands under his shirt, attacking his slightly protruding ribs with her thumbs and rubbing slow circles on the bones, which made his whole body jump. She could hear him drumming his legs against the mattress and the sound of microphone feedback briefly filled the air.

"And to come back to your offer from earlier: Of course we can go to your radio tower, because I'm sure your listeners would be very interested to know that the terrifying Radio Demon can be brought to his knees with a little tickling. Voxtech would certainly make a special broadcast about it too..."

Once again, the sound of microphone feedback mingled with his laughter and his entire body tensed, his antlers grew a little bit for a second or two and he actually managed to growl briefly into his pillow, as Charlie uttered these words.

"Apparently I struck a nerve there, huh? Like this one~."

Her fingers moved from his ribs to his armpits and as she curled her fingers, he bucked under her like a wild horse and his claws were about to tear his pillow apart.

“Heh, bad spot, Al? How adorable~.”

"Y-you're messing with the wrong Demon, Chahahaharlie!" he pressed out, but his continued fit of laughter took any venom from his words. Still, he could feel his cheeks catching fire at her teasing words.

"And you're messing with the Princess of Hell, don’t forget that!" she growled playfully, her fingers pressing a little deeper into his armpits. The barking sound of a deer came out of his mouth, followed by a loud snort, which he would deny later and Charlie thought she would explode with laughter herself at this. Especially when he pressed his now bright red face as deep as he could into his pillow to muffle any other embarrassing sounds that might come out of his mouth.

“The fuck was that, Al?” she asked, highly amused. Muffled laughter was the only answer she got to her question, as she went from tickling under his arms, to gently kneading his ribcage. He pressed his arms even tighter against his body, as he started squirming like a worm on a hook underneath her nimble fingers.

A glance backwards showed her, however, that he was still enjoying this silly game, because his tail was still lively wagging.

Good, then she could keep going…

"Last time I showed you mercy, because you were hurt, but now your wounds have healed and now there's no mercy from me. You keep messing with my Dad all day long and then you mess with me and you think there are no consequences? Radio Demon or not, but I will get an apology from you and you will promise me that you will get your act together when it comes to messing with my Dad, do we understand each other, Alastor?"

Her words still had a playful undertone, but Alastor realized that she was serious and that she was still upset about what had happened this afternoon. But his pride simply wouldn’t allow him to give in to such a childish game. But slowly he realized that his body was working against him. He could have simply merged with the shadows, but then he would only show Charlie that he was too weak to endure such a silly game. No, he just had to lie there and endure it, then Charlie would get bored and she would surely stop...

"AHHHH! CHAHAHAHARLIE!!! NOT THEHEHEHERE!"

The loud scream, that came out of his throat, shocked not only Charlie, but Alastor himself. The tickle attack stopped for a moment, but he didn't stop giggling into his pillow, as one of Charlie's hands was still placed on his ear.

"Now don't tell me that the weak spot of the terrifying Radio Demon is his ears?"

He didn't answer her, just clutched the pillow with both arms and couldn't stop giggling and that was all Charlie needed to know.

"No way!" she remarked with a grin and she slowly shoved her fingertips under the soft fur of his ears and gently scratched the sensitive skin underneath with her fingernails.

Immediately the attacked ear flicked, his whole body jumped and the sound of radio static immediately swelled in the air again, before all the gates opened for a fit of laughter of epic proportions.

The princess was now having serious trouble staying seated on his back, as he squirmed wildly underneath her, trying to escape her fingers, as she also added her second hand to the game, now tickling both ears simultaneously.

“Chahahaharlie nohohohoho! D-don’t do thahahahahat! Stohohohop thihihis right nohohow!” he demanded through his loud laughter, but his plea fell on deaf ears.

She joined in his loud laughter, as this situation was just too funny. The big, bad Radio Demon was lying beneath her and was no longer as terrifying as everyone always said. Instead, he looked like a little child, convulsing with laughter beneath her and his radio filter disappeared from his voice, revealing his real voice and the sweet sounds of his genuine laughter soon filled the entire room. His hands came out from under the pillow and reached for hers and Charlie realized that he was now really trying to push her away. Apparently the little Wendigo couldn't stand having his cute ears tickled. A thought that made Charlie grin broadly and she tried everything to keep her hands where they were.

"Stohohohop it! Chahahahaharlie, PLEAHAHAHASE!!"

Wow, who could claim to be able to make a big bad and terrifying Overlord beg for mercy?

Charlie couldn’t help but being proud of herself now.

"You know what you have to do to make me stop," she said teasingly and she didn't relent, continuing to tickle him mercilessly.

"O-okay, okahahahay! Fine! I give up! I-I'm sohohohohorry!"

"Sorry for what?"

"Th-thahahahat I keep messing with your dahahad! I'll stop it, I prohohohomise!"

Charlie knew that this was a clear lie, because in the end the two of them would somehow end up fighting again anyway. Although perhaps not like today, but they would come up with something else for sure.

Maybe she should have a serious talk with her father as well after this...

"Hm, all right, but you better stick to your promise. You know what happens if you break it."

"Yes, I knohohohohow! Now stohohohop ihihihit, pleahahahase!"

"Hmm, there's still your threat, involving a trip into your radio tower. Do you remember that?"

"I-I tahahahake it bahahahack! I r-really do! Please, Chahahaharlie! Stop it! Thihihihis is t-too muhuhuhch!" he pressed out through his laughter, while one of his hand was hitting the mattress over and over again, as if he was tapping out.

She laughed in amusement and finally her fingers came to a halt, as she took pity on him and Alastor's body dropped back into the sheets, leaving him a panting and still giggling mess.

"Then we have a deal. You better stick to it, because if you don’t..."

She squeezed his sides briefly to give her words more power and immediately the body beneath her jerked sharply and a loud squeal cut the air, as his hands reached back and shoved hers away.

"I'll stick to it! Really, Charlie, I promise!"

"Good, you know what happens otherwise," she teased him, as she swung herself off his back and sat down next to him.

Still keeping his face hidden in his pillow, he giggled softly to himself, as the tingling sensation of aftershock tickles still tormented his nerves. It took him a few moments to regain his composure, even longer to get his facial color back to normal and only then did he dare to roll back onto his back.

Charlie couldn't help but giggle herself, as he wiped a few tears out of his eyes, before glaring playfully at her.

"What?" she asked as innocently as possible, which elicited a grumble from him.

"How come every time you come into my room, something like this happens?" he asked and Charlie noted that his radio filter was covering his voice again.

"Well first off, you started it and secondly, aren't you always looking for entertainment? I mean, that’s why you’ve come into my hotel in the first place, right? And as much as you were laughing, surely that was entertaining enough for you, or am I wrong?"

As hard as he was blushing again, she had hit the bullseye with her words and she couldn't help but chuckle, as he grumbled and turned to the other side, turning his back on her.

“Awww, now look who’s blushing~,” she said with a teasing grin on her lips.

He could act as cold and creepy as he wanted to, but Charlie knew better, knew that he enjoyed these playful moments as much as she did and that he needed them every now and then. Especially after everything that had happened. But she also knew that he would never admit this out loud, but there were still other signs that showed her how much fun he had and which he couldn’t prevent from happening.

Such as…

“I can still see your tail wagging, Al~,” she kept teasing him, eliciting a low growl from him and she giggled with pure mirth, as he tried to pull his shirt over his tail to hide it from her and failed hard at it.

“Now don’t be like that. There is no need to be embarrassed about that.”

No answer from him.

“Al?”

Still nothing.

"You're not mad at me, are you?" she dared to ask with a slightly unpleasant tingling in her stomach and inwardly she hoped that he wasn’t mad at her for real now. If he was, then this wouldn’t take a good end for her…

It took a few moments to get a reaction to her question and Alastor turned his head around enough to look at her out of one eye.

An uncomfortable silence spread through the room and Charlie felt a chill running down her spine, the longer he looked at her like that.

The uncomfortable feeling in her stomach grew stronger, as he rolled back onto his back and finally got up from the bed. Wordlessly, he walked over to his armchair, on which he had placed his red coat before.

Charlie watched him nervously, as he put his coat back on and then gave her his full attention.

"Mad? No, my dear. I'm not mad at you."

Almost immediately, the Princess of Hell relaxed, as these words reached her ears. But she kept her eyes on him. He elegantly adjusted his bowtie, before slowly walking towards her and again there was that nervous flutter in her stomach. She knew how unpredictable he was and even if he was protecting her and the hotel, she should never forget who he really was and how dangerous he could be.

"Al?"

The nervous flutter within her belly grew stronger the closer he got to her. There was something in his eyes that she couldn't quite interpret. Something mischievous sparkled in them and she had to pull herself together not to back away from him again.

"Seriously, Al. What's wrong with you all of a sudden?" she asked him, trying to keep her cool, when he came to a stop right in front of her.

Wordlessly, he slightly bent down to her. One hand on his back, he stretched out the other towards her and the mischievous twinkle in his eyes grew stronger.

"Everything’s fine, my dear. I just want to thank you for taking such good care of me over the last few weeks. Would you be so kind as to lend me your hand for a moment?"

Charlie raised an eyebrow at that, not knowing what this mischievous Wendigo was up to and only slowly, almost shyly, did she hold out her left hand to him, which he took gently in his own.

The young princess could hardly believe what happened next, because when she offered him her hand and he accepted it, he brought it slowly to his mouth and pressed a gentle kiss on the back of her hand, never breaking eye contact while doing so.

Within seconds, Charlie felt like her face was on fire, as she turned bright red.

And it didn't get any better when she saw that broad grin appear on his face again. He was still standing in front of her with his hand in hers and a soft, mischievous laugh escaped his throat, when he saw the deep blush on her face his hand kiss had provoked.

“Look who is blushing now~,” he said teasingly, using her own words against her, which she had used against him earlier.

“Lovely…”

All she could do was covering her face with her hands, as he let go of her and try to block out the highly amused laughter coming from him.

Oh yes, life in the hotel was never boring with Alastor around, that’s for sure...

~Fin~

As promised I got some "fun facts" for you here:

In 2021 I was able to pet an adult male red deer in an animal park. He didn't have any antlers, because his body didn't produce that much testosterone. He was also alone in his enclosure, because the other deers would have bullied him. Since humans had raised him, he was (or rather is) a very friendly stag and he also loves to cuddle with humans. He is always looking for a human that would give him back scratches and on this day, he chosed me.

And I can confirm, that deers can be pretty ticklish, for he really didn't like it when my hands went to the sides of his belly.And the ears...ohhhh, the ears were a total no-go area XD. I tried touching them (because why not?), but they flicked away and when he gave me THE look, I knew I better stop messing with him. But there was one particular spot right behind the ears that made this powerful stag melt. Oh and the shoulder blade area was another one of these spots that made him almost melt. He loved getting gentle scratches there and sometimes it made his tiny tail wag slightly (that was absolutely adorable to watch). His name is "Karlchen" by that way :3. And I hope he is still there the next time I pay this nice park a visit. I am happy to be his personal human back-scratcher again XD

Since Al is pretty much a Deer Demon, I thought it would be amusing to share this with you XD.

I even found an old video of that day and I took two screenshots of me and my big sister, giving him all the attention he was looking for that day (my sister found THE spot behind his ear as you can see XD)

So excited!!

Readers, I need your help again. Please vote for my next Hazbin Hotel t-word fic

And a poll again, because as I stated before, I still have six more finished Hazbin Hotel t-word fics here (finished in german only) which are waiting for their translation and I would like to let you guys chose again which one you wanna read first :)

My Voodoo-tickles fic won the last poll.

Let's see which one will win this time, shall we? And by that way: I will upload all of them eventually. I just want to know which you guys want to read first.

You have one week to vote :)

Here are the choices:

Bad idea

A/N: Yeah...it's been six months since I've even touched this blog but I have a new hyperfixation so here we are. Kind of wrote this in a daze but let me know what you think, as well as any other prompts or requests you'd like to see!

Fandom: Hazbin Hotel

Pairings: Ler!Alastor, Lee!Angeldust, Switch!Charlie (All Platonic)

Summary: Angel somehow convinces Charlie to pull a prank on Alastor. Neither are prepared for the consequences this will have.

Warnings: Tickling, Swearing, Mild sex jokes

Word Count: 2145

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Yeah this was a bad idea.

Rapid footsteps could be heard booming down the hallways of the hotel as Charlie and Angeldust found themselves running for their lives away from one of the most powerful overlords in Hell.

Charlie couldn't quite say what possessed her to get involved with one of Angeldust's pranks, maybe it was boredom or a desire to bond with her friend, but common sense should've told her to back out once Angel named their target.

It was no secret the Radio Demon had a soft spot for his favorite dish which he cooked at the same time each day without fail.

It was also no secret that the demon's oral hygiene was...lacking.

No matter how many times he was informed of this fact, politely or otherwise, Alastor just did not seem to care about keep that particular area clean.

So of course, when the spider demon suggested the two of them mix toothpaste in with the demon's jambalaya, Charlie knew the deal was too hilarious to pass up.

The look on the demon's face when he came back to see that his food had turned blue was priceless.

Yeah, a bad idea, but hilarious nonetheless.

Or it would be until the demon had caught up to them at least.

Neither of them thought the demon would actually hurt them over something like this, seeing as it would hurt his own goals in the long run, but they weren't too keen on finding out what he would do instead.

The pair stopped abruptly at the end of the hallway in front of the only other elevator on that floor. Angeldust crouched and frantically pressed the down button, while Charlie's dumbass was trying to pry the doors open.

"You're seriously telling me you didn't have a better escape plan than just yelling 'Run'?"

"Hey, I didn't actually think we'd make it as far as actually getting into that creep's room. The plan was to at least be able to outrun you but you're a lot faster than I would've thought, Princess." The spider chucked.

The girl's jaw dropped at hearing that. "I thought this stupid prank was a chance for us to bond! You were just going to ditch me to take the fall for your stupid idea?!?!"

The elevator chimed as the doors opened.

"Yeah, pretty much." The spider chuckled as he jumped inside.

Betrayal and a bit of anger filled the girl as her eyes went red and horns grew on top of her head. She grunted as she tackled her friend inside the elevator, doors closing behind her.

Angel grunted as he hit the ground. "Aww, did I make the pretty princess mad? I don't see what the big deal is, whatever that red freak has planned, he'll go a lot easier on you." The demon said as he smiled up at his friend.

"Yeah, well you're gonna wish you'd stayed behind once I'm through with you."

With that, the girl began skittering her fingers rapidly underneath the spider's arms.

Whatever smartass remark Angel was going to say next died in his throat and was replaced with hysterical laughter as his worst spot was targeted.

"aaa-AAH! AHAHA-Charlie! CHARLIHEHEHEHAHA!!! WAHAHAHIT!! Wait- DONT- AHAHAHAA!!!" The spider demon cried out as he began kicking his legs viciously.

Charlie had been meaning to test her friend's sensitivity for a while now. She had seen how small touches and pokes affected her friend from time to time. She'd noticed when Husk began giving quick pinches to the spider's ribs whenever he mad a dirty joke or was becoming too much for the cat to handle. Or when her girlfriend used a pen to poke around the spider's torso whenever she needed to herd him away from something. She especially noticed how Angel's face contorted each time as he fought to suppress his smile. Charlie had been waiting for the longest time to ask the demon about it, or test her theory herself. Y'know... to bond.

So yeah, Angel had this coming for a while now.

So focused on her revenge, neither her or Angel noticed the elevator open to the main floor, where Alastor was waiting patiently for the two of them right outside the entrance.

"Well well well, seems the two little troublemakers have turned on each other already, how fun!" The demon grinned evilly before conjuring up a pair of tentacles to yank the pair out of the elevator.

The two of them yelped as they were dragged from their hiding spot and held midair by the appendages.

Alastor looked the two of them up and down, eye twitching as he did so. "So...it's clear to me that you two heathens are looking for a death sentence, which I am more than happy to provide. But before I get to teaching the two of you a lesson, I am curious who's genius idea it was to mess with the Radio Demon in the first place."

"Mine!" Angel exclaimed proudly. Earning a confused look from Charlie.

"What? He clearly thought my idea was good, obviously I want credit for it." Smug bastard. Alastor did not seem amused with his confession however, Angel's comment actually seeming to have annoyed him even further.

"I thought so." The demon said. "I'd expect this level of childishness from someone like you, although I'm thankful it wasn't of a more perverted nature. However..." He turned his focus to Charlie who was still trying to wriggle her way out of the grip the appendage had around her waist.

"I expected much more from you, Charlie. Why I'd go as far to say I'm disappointed in you."

She felt a pang in her chest at hearing the demon's words.

"No, Alastor...I'm sorry if we upset you. I just thought it would be a bit of harmless fun! And Angel never asks to do anything with me so I got a bit excited. I'm sorry."

A frown quickly replaced Angel's smug grin and he averted his gaze to the floor.

Alastor couldn't help but chuckle at the two of them. "Oh you two are so sweet...it makes me sick. But how could I not accept such a heartfelt apology coming from my favorite hostess?"

The two perked up almost immediately.

"So...we're off the hook?" Angel asked hopefully.

Alastor fiddled with his staff as if bored by this whole conversation. "Well, seeing that neither of you are getting maimed today, I'd say yes...to an extent."

"To an extent?" The princess asked.

"Well I still have to teach the two of you a lesson somehow. No one messes with the Radio Demon and gets away with it." He smiled. "However, I do believe Charlie here has given me a wonderful idea how to do that~"

She looked at him, confused. "What do you mean by-AAAAAAAA!!"

Charlie let out a shriek as she felt something wriggle on the back of her knee. She looked down to see a much smaller tentacle scribbling along the dreaded spot. She began kicking her legs out desperately only to be stopped by two more tentacles holding them in place.

The attack quickly threw the girl into hysterics, the one tentacle already throwing her into a frenzy. Screaming and whipping her head side to side, she pushed and pounded her fists against the appendage retraining her, trying and failing to reach down to stop the offending tentacle that was honing in on her worst spot.

Angeldust couldn't help but laugh at her dramatic reaction. Although, he wasn't too keen on getting his shit wrecked again. Thinking he could use his charm to smooth-talk his way out of this situation, seeing as the demon avoided him like the plague if he could talk dirty enough.

"You guys are full of surprises today, arent'cha?" He said using his little flirtatious tone, knowing it annoyed Alastor to no end. "I'm proud your old ass is finally experimenting, dust nuts. I'm more than happy to help you explore with bondage but I can't say I'm all that into this tickling stuff."

The demon turned to him and grinned evilly. "Oh, good! That's exactly what I was afraid of."

Yeah, bad idea.

Angel's wrists were snatched up by yet another appendage before two more attacked his underarms for the second time that day.

"GAHAHAHAHAHAD OKAY!! OKAY CUHUHUHUT IT OHOHOUT!!"

Angel screamed, trying with all his power to pull his arms down but it was no use, the radio demon had the two of them completely and hopelessly trapped.

Alastor just hummed, pressing a hand to his chin and pretended to think. "Don't think you two have learned your lesson quite yet. Although, I am new to this particular method. Hows about I ask an expert. Oh Charlie~" He turned to the princess again. "Do tell me, how effective would you say is tickling your enemies into submission?"

The poor girl couldn't even get a word out between her screaming fits of laughter. All she could do was shake her head and pound her fists against her restraints as the back of her knee was tickled mercilessly.

"AAHAHAHAHA- STAHAHAAAAAA- ALASTAAAHAHA PLEHEHEHEHE-"

Alastor leaned in with one hand cupping his ear. "What's that? I'm sorry, I couldn't quite understand. I don't speak heathen, after all." He teased. "Angeldust would you mind interpreting?"

Angel began to lose himself in his own fit of hysterics as yet another one of the tentacles found its way to his stomach, scribbling wildly.

Although he was tempted to sprout his extra sets of arms, Angel has been in enough tickle fights with Cherri to know that underneath those arms would be exploited as well and just make the agonizing feeling ten times worse.

It took a lot more work for Angel to reach the same level of hysterics Charlie was currently in. Even with the three tentacles making him laugh his head off, Angel would say he was still holding out better than he normally would. At least compared to Charlie, who wasn't even fully restrained but was still completely losing her mind just from that one spot.

Alastor noticed this as well and seeing as anything more would probably make the poor girl faint, he focused his attention on Angeldust.

"You still feeling smart? Tell me, you still think your little genius idea was worth the trouble?"

The demon conjured up yet another pair of tentacles to poke and prod at his victim before they settled on attacking the demon's thighs instead.

Whatever control Angeldust thought he'd maintained before disappeared immediately. The merciless tickling in three different areas proved too much for him to handle.

"NOOHOHOHO- NO! I DOHOHOHON'T! I'M SORRYHEHEHEHEHE- I PROHOHOMISE IT WON"T HAHAHAPPEN AGAHAHAHAIN!!!"

"Good enough."

And with that, the tickling stopped. The tentacles carefully setting Charlie on the ground and disappearing while Angeldust was unceremoniously dropped midair.

Charlie huffed and hugged her legs to her chest, residual laughter still wracking her body.

Angeldust peeled his face off the ground and tried to recover from the torture as well.

"Well, I certainly hope that little lesson drilled something useful into your skulls. It's almost as if you act like children, you'll be treated as such. Thank you, Charlie for that wonderful new torture tactic." He said smiling down at his victims.

Angeldust huffed and brushed himself off as he finally stood up. "Yeah, yeah. I'm glad you found something that gets your dick hard, just remember that consent is key before you go around fucking people up. I mean look at Charlie, you practically killed her." He said, gesturing to his friend who was still lying on the floor.

The demon let out a short laugh as he looked at the girl. Alastor snapped his fingers and a glass of water appeared beside Charlie's corpse.

"Well this certainly was an entertaining bonding activity." He said, turning to Angeldust once more.

"Just remember, I won't be as forgiving the next time you decide to pull a stunt like this." The demon said, finally before making his way back down the hall.

"If you took care of that rancid breath I wouldn't have too!" Angel shouted.

"Smells better than the musk you track in after one of your little shoots!"

Angeldust flipped the demon off as he watched him disappear down the hallway.

Eh, he's got a point. He thought to himself and looked down at his friend who was still in a fetal position on the floor.

Charlie had finally caught her breath and turned over on her back. Angel crouched down to inspect the damage.

"You alive?" He asked, giving her a soft punch on her arm.

The princess just glared at him and stuck a finger in his face.

"I am never listening to your dumbass again." She declared, earning another laugh from her friend.

"Yeah, that was a bad idea."

POLL TIME!!!!

Okay, I've been inactive for a HOT minute so I figured it's about time I finish some of these requests (which are still open).

There's a Radioapple fic that's been collecting dust in my drafts for a couple months now so that'll be posted either tonight or tomorrow.

In the meantime, here's some of the lovely requests I've received. I plan to write them all eventually, but I think it'd be fun to let you guys decide what I should work on next! <3

I'll leave this poll open for a week and I'll write based off supply and demand. Have fun! <3

Hello!!

I'm not sure if you can write it, I would be very happy if you write it.

I want ler alastor and lee Lucifer and Charlie.

I don't know, he might be in Alastor mode and want to catch the two of them (of course, with his tentacles, otherwise how can he fight them alone) he may make fun of "the king and heir of hell is quite ticklish" but I especially want Lee to outweigh Lucifer.

I hope you write

Royal Weakness

A/N: First of all, thank you so much to everyone who voted in the poll and to everyone who sent in their requests! I will admit this one was a bit of a challenge for me and I was on crunch time while writing it but figured I needed to get something out for y'all sometime this year lol. So yeah, not proof read and extremely rushed but hope you enjoy anyways!! <3

Relationships: Ler!Alastor, Lee!Charlie, Lee!Lucifer

Word Count: 2117

Summary: Charlie makes a bet with her father that lands them both into trouble.

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Charlie let out a scream as the tendril lifted her off the ground.

The princess had made a break for it, hoping to escape her smiling friend after he made it clear he was done with her bullshit.

The demon had no clue what had gotten into her but she had been following him around all morning hellbent on testing his patience. First it was the constant yapping, random pokes, random questions, hugging him almost every other minute. It wasn't long before Alastor retreated into his tower to get away from that wide-eyed pest.

The last thing he expected was for her to follow him in there. God, she was behaving like some snot-nosed toddler in an antique store. Bombarding him with a million questions as she put her grubby little hands on whatever she could reach.

What's worse is that he knew what she was trying to do. He'd known the girl long enough by now to decipher what her intentions were at any given moment and in that moment, it was crystal clear that she was fucking with him.

Unfortunately for him, Charlie also knew him well enough to know exactly how to push his buttons.

The demon was about to give into her game and share a laugh, he really was. Until she brought up his nemesis.

"This place could use some touching up." Charlie smiled as she dragged a finger on the table and inspected it for dust. "Y'know, I'd figured you'd pick up a thing or two about maintenance from your little bestie. Seeing as you go out of your way to impress him."

Alastor froze. "My what now?"

"Your best friend, Vox?" She grinned, knowing she had won. "I mean seeing how close the two of you are I'd hope he would rub off on you a bit. It's obvious that you look up to him and all, it's very sweet- AAAAH!"

Yeah THAT was the last straw.

Alastor finally snapped and exploded into his demon form that filled the room. That was when Charlie made a break for the door only to be swept up by her feet by one of the demon's tendrils.

The princess hung upside down and couldn't help but laugh at the reaction she'd managed to pull from her friend.

Alastor, however, was not laughing. God he was pissed. It wasn't even noon yet and this brat had somehow managed to make him lose every morsel of composure he'd carefully sustained over the years. Only for her to laugh in his face once she got the reaction she wanted. Yeah, this is why Alastor never had kids.

"Oh, this is funny to you?" He growled, smiling angrily down at her. Which only seemed to make her laugh even harder.

The demon shrank back into his normal form. Breathing deeply as he regained his composure. Though still clearly pissed off.

As much as he hated to admit it, he appreciated his friend's mischievous behavior at times. Hell, most of the time he would play along with it and direct her antics towards any other demon in the hotel. It's always fun being on the other side of the joke, and no one really expects to be blind-sided by the same girl who farted sunshine and rainbows. But jeez she really knew how to work someone's nerves.

Alastor didn't want to hurt her even if he could. Of course not, she was one of his dearest friends at this point. But that didn't mean she was going to get away with this.

"Okay, sunshine." The demon hissed through his smile. "You want to laugh? I'll give you something to laugh about."

Alastor relished the split second that smirk was wiped off her face before it was replaced by the girls hysterical screams.

Charlie shrieked and thrashed violently as she felt the demon's claws scribble rapidly on the backs of her knees.

"NO-! NO- AL-AAAAAHAHAHA!!! WAIT!- NO-WAIT PLEHEHEEEHAHAHAAAAA!!!"

Another tendril came up to hold the girls arms together as he blindly flailed around. Charlie was ridiculously ticklish enough as it is, barely ever lasting a minute before being thrown into silent laughter. So needless to say, Alastor going straight for her death spot was just down right cruel.

"STOOP-!!! STOPSTOPSTOP PLEHEHEHEHEASE!!"

Tears began to form in her eyes as that horrible tingly feeling spread throughout her body. To lost in her hysterics to even beg the other for mercy.

Alastor was far from finished, but could tell the girl needed a breather. Stopping for a moment to pace around the room as his friend dangled upside down and caught her breath.

"Heavens, you don't understand how lucky you are that we're friends." He growled, still pacing back and forth in an attempt at releasing some of his energy. "I've torn apart souls for far less than half of what you've put me through today, so congratulations. Consider yourself blessed that you're to ridiculously sensitive for me to take all my anger out on you at once, otherwise we'd be here all day!"

Charlie didn't dare laugh at this point in fear of provoking the man again. Even upside down, she could feel his eyes prying at her, no doubt to gauge when she's had enough oxygen to continue his little torture session. She wondered if this is what it was like to be a victim of one of his broadcasts. God, she prayed he wouldn't get the idea to broadcast this as well.

The demon stalked back over to her once he's decided she's had enough time to recover.

Charlie panicked. Her mind racing to come up with anything that could pull her out of the grave she'd dug for herself. Maybe if she could just deflect the blame he'd leave her alone...?

"It was dad's idea!" She blurted out.

The deer stopped in his tracks. Silence filling the room as the two stared at one another.

Charlie fell to the floor as the tendrils holding her in place suddenly disappeared. She pushed herself up off the ground, knees still a bit wobbly from leftover tingles. Brushing herself off as she regained her senses.

"His idea?" Charlie hesitated, not so sure now if she had just made the situation better or worse.

"Umm...yeah?" She admitted sheepishly. "I- uh...I made a bet."

Alastor felt his eye twitch but stayed silent and let her continue.

"Yeah, so the deal was that if I could get you to snap before noon he'd take Vaggie and I out for lunch. Apparently he thinks it's really funny when you're mad, plus he knew you wouldn't hurt me but I'm not so sure it's worth it anymore." Charlie gave a nervous laugh.

The demon stared at her for a moment, watching her fidget nervously as he thought up new recipes for angel wings.He took a deep breath and gave his friend a sweet smile.

"Well, congratulations on winning your little bet dear." He said, patting her head sweetly. "I do hope you all enjoy your little outing, hopefully it'll be worth all the trouble it caused you."

Charlie scratched the back of her head nervously and avoided his gaze. "Yeah. Sorry about all of that. Guess I just got carried away. No hard feeling, right?"

"Oh not at all, dear!" Alastor grinned. "Trust me, I understand going to great lengths in order to win a bet. Although, I can't say I think it's all that fair that I took my anger out of you instead of the person who put you in this situation in the first place."

Charlie looked at him confused. "What do you mean?"

Alastor laughed. "I mean, it's only fair that your father suffer the same consequences you endured. Seeing that he had just as much of a hand in this as yourself."

The girl smiled, recognizing her friend's playful tone. "Ooooh. Haha, sounds good to me if it lets me off the hook. Just don't hurt him, deal?"

"Deal."

A few moments later...

It was half passed noon when Lucifer heard his phone ring. Charlie had texted him to meet her in her bedroom for details.

The king excitedly teleported to his destination, politely knocking first before being told to come in.

The man couldn't see a thing upon opening the door. The curtains were drawn and the lights were off making the room pitch black.

He squinted his eyes as he felt the wall for the light switch but just as he reached it, a hand snatched his arm and yanked him into the room. The door slammed shut behind him and he was thrown into complete darkness.

"Uh, Charlie?" He called out and jumped when he felt a pair of arms wrap around him from behind.

"It's me! It's me." Charlie laughed, still hugging her father.

"Oh jeez, kiddo Don't scare me like that." He laughed. "What's going on? Why ya got all the lights off?"

"No reason." She laughed.

Yeah something was up.

"I won the bet by the way." She continued. "But I did run into a bit of trouble with Alastor after he finally snapped. And I maaaaay or may not have sold you out."

"What happened?! Did he hurt you? I swear I'll kill that prick if he so much as-AAH!!!" The king was cut off as he felt another set of hands place themselves on his sides.

"Not exactly." The voice said in front of him.

Lucifer's eyes had adjusted just enough to make out that red prick in front of him but before he had the chance to cuss him out, the demon began rapidly squeezing his sides.

He managed to hold in his laughter as he struggled to free his arms as Charlie moved them behind his back. Still holding him tight in her traitorous 'hug'.

"What the fuhuhuck are you two doing?!"

"You got sold out." Alastor chimed as he began kneeding his thighs. "Poor Charlie had to suffer the consequences of making me lose my temper, an impressive feet might I add, and spilled everything about your little bet."

"Sorry dad, my hands were tied. Alastor tickled me for so long I almost passed out." She laughed apologetically.

"You lasted a minute and a half, I counted." Alastor corrected and Charlie was grateful no one could see her face grow red.

Meanwhile Lucifer was not listening to any of this, to focused on keeping his laughter in as those claws continued to pinch up and down his legs no matter how hard he kicked.

A moment passed and the King was still holding out much to the demon's annoyance. Charlie was honestly giggling more than her father was.

Alastor looked up at his friend. "Say Charlie, do you think bad knees run in the family?"

Charlie stuttered a bit and felt her face grow hot again. "I-I uh-no! I mean...I don't know."

The demon shrugged as he fought to get a grip on the angel's thrashing legs. "Well, only one way to find out I suppose." And with that, he began scribbling his claws on the back of one of Lucifer's knees just as he's done to Charlie earlier.

"AAAAAAHHH!!! AAAHAHAHAHA- QUIHIHIT!!! QUIHIHIT IT YOU AAHAHAHA-!"

"I guess it does!" Alastor laughed triumphantly.

A few more minutes of this passed by, Lucifer handling the torture a lot better than his daughter had.

Charlie was sure Alastor could go on all night, but she was promised a nice outing with her father and girfriend plus her arms were getting tired.

"Okay, Alastor I think that's enough."

"Oh Dear, I was just warming up!" The demon pouted. "Very well. I suppose he's had his fill." And with that Charlie released the grip she had on the other angel, carefully following him to the floor as he caught his breath.

"You..." Lucifer huffed and pointed to the radio demon. "Are so dead."

Charlie looked a bit startled at her father's tone and quickly gave Alastor the signal to run.

He wasn't fazed in the slightest, of course.

"Yes, yes. You can maim me all you like but i do believe you promised Charlie a nice little outing did you not?" He smiled.

Lucifer huffed as Charlie helped him to his feet.

"You're lucky Charlie considers your dumbass a friend." He shot back.

The demon gave a satisfied hum before waving the two off and disappearing into the shadows.

And yes, the rest of the evening was lovely. The three angels enjoyed their time together outside the hotel for once. But Lucifer couldn't help but think of all the ways he was going to get back at the demon when the time had come. He was a man of his word, after all.

Okay, hear me out... Two requests...

Lee!Charlie + Ler!Vaggie (prompt: vaggie just woke up and charlie refuses to get up)

Lee!Angel + Ler!Charlie (promt: angel had a long day at work and valentino was ruthless and it broke down Angel's mental health a lot and charlie want to cheer him up)

Sleeping Beauty

Pairings: Ler!Vaggie, Lee!Charlie (Romantic, obv.)

Words: 1309

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Vaggie had never really considered herself a morning person until Charlie came into her life.

What was once her most hated time of day quickly became her favorite the moment she got to share a bedroom with her amazing girlfriend who she currently had snuggled at her side as she scrolled through her phone.

She figured she'd let her sleep a bit longer, seeing as they didn't have any real plans until around noon. But Vaggie's been up for a couple hours now and her legs were beginning to get sore.

She frowned because Charlie looked so peaceful cuddled up next to her. As creepy as it sounds, she looks so pretty when she's asleep.

But she looks even prettier when she's awake. Time to get up.

"Hey, sweetie." She whispered as she nudged her girlfriend awake. "C'mon hun, time to wake up."

Charlie groaned and stubbornly buried her face into her girlfriend's neck. "Five more minutes..."

Vaggie laughed softly as she lifted them both up. "No baby, I'm sorry but we gotta get up."

"Four minutes?" Charlie bargained, trying to hold the other down.

"Nope! C'mon, babe. We gotta get ready." The angel wriggled out of the other's grip and went to draw the curtains open, resulting in a dramatic hiss from the blonde as she hid beneath the covers.

Vaggie sighed and jumped back on the bed. "Alright, Princess. I'm gonna give you five seconds to get your royal highness out of bed before I wake you up myself. Five...four..." Charlie let out fake snores from under the covers.

"Three..." Vaggie smiled playfully as she positioned herself on top of the snoring lump. "Two..." The exorcist dragged the words out as she felt around the covers for her girlfriend's sides. "Last chance, Princess."

The blonde blew a raspberry at her girlfriend and her threat.

"One."

The blonde yelped as she felt a pair of hand squeezing rapidly at her sides. The thin blanket over her offered no protection from the attack as she wriggled frantically under her parter.

"AHAhahahaAAA!!!- nooooooo! ahahahahAHAHA!!! Vaggie stohohop! Gehehehet ohohohoff!!!"

"Nuh uh." The angel smiled and pushed a hand over her victim's back to keep her in place. "Since you want to stay in bed so bad, you're gonna stay right there while I tickle the crap out of you."

Charlie bucked and thrashed underneath the blanket, though made sure not to fling it off. On one hand, the princess wanted desperately to escape and relieve herself of this torture, on the other, she knew the thin fabric was the only thing saving her from having an even worse spot targeted.

"Ohkahahahay! OK- Vaggie, you wihihihihihin!! I'll gehehet up, i prohohomise!!"

Vaggie laughed at her girlfriend's dramatics before laying her full weight on top of the thrashing lump, still rapidly skittering her fingers up and down the other's sides.

"Five more minutes." Vaggie let out a fake yawn and mimicked the other's fake snores.

Charlie snarled through her hysterics as her words were thrown back at her before responding by bucking her hips up with all her strength and finally getting that monster off of her.

Vaggie yelped in surprise as she was launched and landed face down into the pillows. The split second of shock and confusion allowed the blonde to spring herself up and launch the blanket at her attacker. Unfortunately for her however, the exorcist anticipated the counterattack and swung a pillow to disarm the other.

This resulted in a quick impromptu wrestling match between the two, both girls laughing and cursing at the other as they fought.

Their little tussle didn't last long of course. Vaggie had taught the princess everything she knew about sparring and self defense, she eventually managed to pin the other girl on her back once more.

"You remembered our lesson!" The angel smiled proudly before digging in ruthlessly to the poor girl's hips as payback for launching her moments before. "Your technique could use some work, but I'm proud you were listening when I- WHOA!!-"

Charlie let out an ungodly shriek the second those hands touched her waist. Not hearing a word her girlfriend said as she screamed and thrashed tenfold and Vaggie had to lock her legs in place to avoid getting launched again.

Oh right. Vaggie thought to herself. Forgot that Charlie was THE most sensitive demon in Hell.

She couldn't help but laugh at the almost violent reaction from the girl before putting her hands in the air and letting the princess catch her breath.

The moth demon couldn't help but double over in her own fit of laughter after several moments had passed and the blonde was STILL laughing hysterically.

"Bahahabe. Bahabe, I stopped. Calm dohohown, please. Look! Look. I'm nohohot touching you anymore, ohohokay? Relax."

The princess paused for a second and looked down to see that the angel did, in fact, stop. She plopped her head down to the mattress and heaved as she gulped in precious air. The angel was still on top of her, but her iron grip on the other was gone due to the moth demon laughing her guts out.

Charlie saw her chance. Never being one to give up (or learn for that matter), she shot up and tackled her partner once again.

Vaggie cursed as she was caught off guard again, only this time her girlfriend had actually managed to pin her face down on the mattress. However, Charlie struggled to keep her grip on Vaggie as she thrashed underneath her, before making the grave mistake to hook one of her legs around the angel's torso just as she managed to free herself.

Yeah, talk about instant regret.

The second the angel got her hands free, she latched one onto the offending limb before mercilessly scribbling her fingers along the back of the knee with the other.

The girl's entire body seemed to glitch for a split second as if her mind had trouble processing what just happened before jolting violently and folding in silent hysterics.

Tears formed in the poor girls eyes as she twisted and turned and flailed in every direction, like her body didn't know what to do with itself but desperate to stop the torturous feeling.

Charlie couldn't even hope to get a sound out if she tried, only managing a small squeak every now and then before silent screams were punched from her throat.

After what felt like an eternity (thirty-five seconds), the angel stopped the torture altogether in fear of her victim popping a blood vessel at this point.

The princess heaved once more as she buried her face in the covers. Ignoring her sadistic girlfriend's chuckling beside her before looking up to glare at the other, only resulting in more laughter.

The angel stroked the blonde's soft hair as her laughter died down, showering her with kisses when the girl still refused to look at her normally.

"That was mean." Charlie pouted into the mattress.

"Oh please, " Vaggie rolled her eyes, laughing again when a quick poke to the side made the girl jolt once again. "Your stubborn ass brought that upon yourself. Now c'mon, it's almost noon for fucks sake and we got shit to do." She scolded and gave the other a quick kiss on the head before sliding herself off the bed.

No response from the princess, still as a stone with her face still buried in the covers.

Vaggie rolled her eyes and sighed. "Babe, now."

"Five more minutes?"

"That's it!" Vaggie launched herself towards the other for the hundreth time that morning.

Charlie squealed and threw herself off the bed. Laughing at the angry look on her partners face as she chased her around the bedroom and down the hallway.

Charlie couldn't help but smile to herself as she ran for her life. Mornings like these were the best.

Never ever mess with the Radio Demon

Summary: Playing pranks on the Radio Demon himself is never a good idea. Something Charlie has to find out the hard way, when Alastor finally runs out of patience with her childish antics…

Warnings: This story contains lots and lots of fluffy tickling, so if you don't like this, then please don't read this, thank you. As always a little OOC warning here. I always try to stay in character while writing, but I can't make promises that it stays that way during the story. Also a little warning for some swearing. And last but not least: Platonic "charlastor", because I couldn't help myself. :3

Word count: Almost 6000 (I swear these stories of mine getting longer and longer XD)

Authors note: It's not exactly a third part of my previous two stories (This one and also that one), but can be seen as such. Even though writing this story flustered the hell out of me, I still had a lot of fun with this. Buuuuuut I don't have the "balls"to upload this one to my Fanfiction.net account (yet), so it will stay on my tumblr account only (for now). I tried to add some "tickle talk" in here (because I just LOVE teasing lers ;3). I think I already did that years ago with some of my Supernatural tickle stories, but I can't remember this anymore. Let's just say I tried and I hope I delivered XD. And now excuse me, but I will go back to hiding under a rock... XD

PS: I hope my english is still okay. Remember that my mother language is german and not english and that you will find some grammatical errors in my stories^^

By that way, this is for the anon who send me this cute ask:

I tried to add this and I hope you'll like it. I, for myself, love this idea (but poor Charlie XD).

And now have fun reading :3.

(I am also open for more ideas for new stories, for I am having so much fun writing these fics :3. My ask box is open for you guys :3)

UPDATE: Revenge story can be found here.

Never ever mess with the Radio Demon

As fast as she could, her hooves carried her through the dark corridors of her hotel. She ran as fast as her surroundings would allow her, taking as many turns as she could to outrun him, because she knew that if he got his claws on her she would be screwed!

A laugh swelled behind her, soon filling the entire hotel corridor and a shudder ran through her body, as flickering lights accompany the sinister laughter.

“Run, darling. Run as fast as you can. You can’t escape from me~.”

She forced herself to run even faster upon hearing this and when she dared to turn her head briefly and look behind her, her eyes widened, for there, in the darkness, two glowing red eyes peered straight at her and she could make out the outline of his broad grin, as he sauntered slowly behind her, hands crossed behind his back, as if this were harmless child's play. And to him it was, because Charlie knew how entertaining this hunt alone was for him. Even if hunting was something he usually didn't like to do, as he had once told her, but for her he made an exception today, it seemed. Great! As if her situation wasn't shitty enough already…

Admittedly, she herself was to blame for this misery, because he had warned her often enough and she hadn't wanted to listen and now she had to face the consequences. But she wouldn’t make it easy for him and she would run away from him for as long as she could.

She quickened her steps, as she turned the next corner and saw the hotel lobby ahead of her, where the hunt had begun.

When she slithered into the lobby, it was empty except for one demon, who was standing behind the bar, looking as grumpy as ever. There was no sign of the others and Charlie knew she was on her own.

Vaggie and her father had left the hotel not too long ago, as the two fallen angels wanted to stretch their wings, as they called it. Lucifer had offered Vaggie to fly with her that morning and for Vaggie it was a huge honor to fly with the King of Hell himself and so she had gone with him earlier, beaming with joy. Angel was at the Vees' to shoot another movie and there was no sign of Niffty either. The little demoness was probably out somewhere in the hotel, cleaning something or chasing after some roaches again.

So there was only one demon left...

"HUSKER!!!"

The bartender flinched, as Charlie literally shouted his name at him and only seconds later, the princess of hell was standing in front of his bar. Completely out of breath, with a wild beating heart in her chest and with pure panic in her eyes, she looked at him, silently begging him to help her out of this situation she has gotten herself into.

"Husker, please! You have to help me!"

Her voice sounded so desperate, as if she knew no other way out than to come to him and demand help. But whether he wanted to help her was a completely different question. Especially when the sinister laughter once again echoed through the hotel corridor from which the young demoness had just emerged. A shadow slowly appeared on the floor. A shadow, with big antlers on its head and a devilish grin on his face and that was the moment Husker knew he wanted nothing to do with the whole thing.

"Whatever you did, I want nothing to do with it. I'm definitely not messing with Alastor!" the cat demon said with a growl in his voice and Charlie's last shred of hope, of getting out of this in one piece, disappeared with such dismissive words.

She opened her mouth to reply, but all that came out was a startled squeak, when she suddenly felt a dark aura behind her and shortly afterwards, two clawed hands placed themselves gently on her shoulders. From the way Husker flinched and how his fur bristled, she knew Alastor was standing behind her, still half presenting his demonic form.

"What a wise decision, Husker. At least someone who knows not to mess with me."

The words were calm and yet they sent shiver after shiver down Charlie's spine, as she could clearly hear the warning in that usually charming voice of the Radio Demon. Especially when the hands squeezed her shoulders to give the words more strength and let her know that he had actually meant her and not Husker.

"Now if you'll excuse us, my old friend. Charlie and I have something to discuss..."

More goosebumps all over her body and she felt the grip on her shoulders tighten. He was silently letting her know that he wouldn't let her get away and that she didn't even need to try.

But that was exactly what she did.

Charlie desperately tried to free herself from his grip, wriggling wildly back and forth and Alastor was so surprised by that, that he actually loosened his grip briefly and she was able to break free. But she didn't get far, as he rushed forward and wrapped his arms around her middle, pinning her against his chest.

“You’re not going anywhere, my dear!”

"NO! Al, please!!" she shrieked, a laugh mingling with her voice that she could no longer hold back.

Husker, meanwhile, stared questioningly back and forth between the two of them.

"What the hell is wrong with you? Are you guys starting to lose it too, or what did I miss?" he asked, as Alastor joined in the princess's laughter, as he lifted her slightly off the ground and turned around with that wriggling, giggling something in his arms and tried to carry her into the direction of the hotel hallway they had just come from.

"If you're determined to find out what I am going to do to her, you're welcome to be the next guest in my today’s broadcast."

Husker's eyes widened as these words reached his ears. He suddenly realized the danger Charlie was in, but...why in hell was she laughing so hard? She should be scared for her life if Alastor took her into his radio tower. After all, he knew what he did to his victims there...

"You don't really want to do that, boss? She's Lucifer's daughter! You can’t be serious!"

Alastor had managed to throw the still laughing Charlie over his shoulder and held her tight, to make sure she wouldn’t get anywhere. He gave the cat demon his widest grin and something mischievous sparkles in those red eyes of his.

"Take a good look at her, Husker. Does she look to you like I threatened to maul her, while broadcasting her agonizing screams for whole hell to hear?"

"Not really."

"Then there's nothing to worry about. Now if you'll excuse me...as I mentioned, Charlie and I have some unfinished business to deal with. Don't we, darling?"

He didn't even wait for an answer and only seconds later, he and Charlie had disappeared into the corridor from where they had come from, leaving a befuddled looking cat demon behind.

Husker could only look after them with a disbelieving shake of his head.

Yes, everyone in this hotel seemed to be going crazy lately. If even Alastor was already getting involved in some silly games...He couldn't even drink that much alcohol to put up with this shit anymore...

Meanwhile, Alastor had almost reached the door that led to his room. He could have simply teleported into his radio tower with Charlie, but where was the fun in that? It was much more fun to take his time and delay the inevitable on purpose; just to torment her some more. So he walked slowly, almost strolling through the dark hotel corridor, ignoring the playful punches that rained down on his back. The only way for Charlie to defend herself against his strong grip. But the deer demon remained truly unimpressed by these pitiful attempts. He just kept walking, grinning maliciously as the young princess got more and more lost in her laughing fit, even though he hadn't done anything yet.

Oh yes, this was already entertaining for him and he would make sure that it would get even better, once he had reached his destination. It was also a welcome change from the now monotonous life in the hotel. Although he had had a lot of fun pestering Lucifer a little since he had moved into the hotel, but he had to hold himself back a lot as he had promised Charlie and he was a demon who kept his promises...well, at least some of them...

"Al! Please! Let me go! We can talk about this!" Charlie's voice snapped him out of his daydreaming. Fingers clawed into his back, pulled lightly at his overcoat and he had to control Charlie's wriggling legs with his free hand to avoid getting kicked.

"Now you want to talk? I'm sorry, my dear, but it's too late to talk now. I warned you several times what would happen if you dare messing with me, but not once would you listen to me. Instead, you play one prank after another on me, provoking me by constantly poking my sides, no matter where I am or who is watching and last night you even had the nerve to send me Angel Dust while I was sitting in the bathtub, because Niffty made me take a bath. Do you know what he wanted from me, Charlie?"

As he asked her this question, the princess's laughter grew louder and she could probably guess what Angel had wanted from him.

"He seriously wanted to oil my hooves...and other parts of my body! And he called me an elk! It was bad enough that he saw me naked, but this? This was the most outrageous thing yet and something I will not tolerate! You seem to forget with whom you’re messing with and I am very happy to remind you of that, sweetheart. When I am done with your punishment, you will think twice of messing with me ever again!"

The last words were accompanied by a low growl, which gave Charlie goosebumps again. She could also well imagine why Angel had come back to the lobby so quickly last night...with a totally distraught look in his eyes. Apparently Alastor had presented him his demonic form, because Angel had sworn last night to never make a single sex joke in his presence ever again.

"I-it was just a prank, Al. Don't you have a sense of humor anymore?”

They had now arrived at his door and he slowly unlocked it, before stepping into his room just as slowly, locking the door behind him and then throwing Charlie onto his bed; only to take off his overcoat and roll up the sleeves of his shirt; just for a dramatic effect, of course, and to tease Charlie a little more.

When he turned to look at her, she squeaked and hid under his blanket, making him roll his eyes. Nevertheless, he couldn’t deny that the sight didn’t amuse him. And something like this seriously called herself the princess of hell. She didn't exactly behave like a princess. But perhaps that was exactly what he liked so much about her. She was almost always cheerful, had a smile on her face and managed to cheer others up or motivate them. But when it came to playing pranks at his expense, the limit was reached. Princess or not, he would teach her a lesson today which she wouldn’t forget so quickly; he would make sure about that.

"To come back to your question: I do have a sense of humor and understand fun. Only my kind of fun might be very different from your kind of fun," he explained, as he slowly sauntered towards his bed, grabbing the blanket and pulled it off Charlie in one swift move.

"How about I show you my sense of humor? I am sure you will love it, because you will have a lot to laugh about…"

He didn't even wait for an answer, but grabbed her legs and pulled her towards him.

"No, no, no! A-Alastor please dohohohn’t!"

“You can beg me as much as you want to. It won’t help you, for I won’t show you any mercy and you better save your strength, for you will need it very soon…”

Her cheerful laughter soon filled the entire room, as he wrapped his arms around her middle, lifted her up and then carried her unerringly to his radio tower, which was right next to his room. He had to give her credit for one thing: she really did try to fight back with all her might. But no matter what she did, she couldn't stop him from carrying her to his radio station. His shadow did the work of locking the door behind them, so that they were undisturbed, before he disappeared again. But not without giving Charlie a sardonic grin that made her stomach do somersaults.

It was the first time she was in his radio tower. He'd had to build it from scratch after Adam had destroyed the hotel. Normally she would have found it exciting to be allowed to see the inside of Alastor's radio tower, but at that moment she had no eyes for the interior, only for the door that loomed closed in front of her sight. Once again, she pounded her fists against his back, but it only earned her a low chuckle from him and, unchanged, he carried her to the small vintage wooden bench that stood in front of his radio desk.

As he sat down with her, Charlie made a last-ditch attempt to escape and climb over his shoulder, but he was quicker than she was, seeming to have anticipated that she was trying to escape from him, because he quickly grabbed her legs and pulled her back. When she came to sit on his lap, he wrapped his right arm around her stomach, pressed her back against his chest and slid the small wooden bench a little closer to his desk.

"NO! AL, PLEASE DON'T!" she squeaked loudly, as he reached with his free hand for the ancient microphone that stood on the desk and slowly pulled it in her direction. And it was at that moment, that she realized for the first time that he was no longer carrying his microphone staff. Come to think of it, she hadn't seen it since the fight with Adam. She wondered what had happened to it? A question she really wanted to ask him later...assuming she survived what was about to happen to her now...

By now, she was laughing so hard that she could already feel tears in her eyes. Alastor hadn't done anything yet and the Radio Demon just sat there in silence, watching her with a broad grin and waiting patiently until she calmed down on her own.

It took a few moments, before her laughter died down and silence returned to the radio tower.

Still giggling softly, Charlie let herself fall against his chest and wiped the tears from her eyes. She felt his chest vibrate against her back as he chuckled softly.

"Calm down, my dear. I haven't done anything yet," he teased her and he took great pleasure in noticing the slight blush on her cheeks that his words had triggered.

"You don't have to."

Amused, he raised an eyebrow and tightened his grip around her middle a little, as he felt the fighting spirit return to her body, as she began to fidget again.

"I'm afraid I'm going to have to, because you don't seem to want to learn any other way, Charlie. No one messes with the Radio Demon without consequences. Not even the princess of hell. And here we are now. I'm sure you're familiar with the stories they tell about me in hell and what I do with the demons I take into my radio tower. However, it will be a little different for you..."

His words were calm, teasing and yet warning at the same time and they were accompanied by claws that began to walk gently across her belly. The princess immediately burst into another fit of giggles and bend forward at the same time. Her hands rushed to his, trying to push his claws off her belly, but she couldn't do it. A twinge of mirthful panic rushed through her body, as his claws slowly picked up the speed, wiggling softly into the fabric of her thin shirt, since she didn't wear her blazer. Something she regretted now...

"Ohhh, what's wrong, sweetheart? Does that tickle~?" he asked, highly amused, his voice almost being a purr of true satisfaction and his eyes sparkled with mirth as well, as she started squirming in his grip.

"Yehehehehes!"

"Peheheherfect."

Almost immediately, Charlie felt her cheeks catching fire, as Alastor mimicked her teasingly and her fit of giggles quickly turned back into a full-blown fit of laughter that she just couldn't hold back anymore. At the same time, she threw her head back, right against his shoulder, kicking her legs a little and squealed with pure mirth, as his claws continued to move over her belly, tickling softly and yet so effectively, always in search of those little spots, that would make her squeak so adorably.

“What’s wrong, darling? Is this already too much for you to handle? Are you that ticklish~? And why are you looking away from me? Can’t you look into my face right now~? Come on, Charlie~, let me see that smile of yours.”

"Y-you ahahahasshole!" she squeaked out between fits of laughter in response, as his claws hit a particular ticklish spot on her belly.

Immediately the tickle attack stopped and Alastor pressed her even closer against his body, bending his head down to her so that his breath tickled her neck, leaving her in a steady fit of giggles.

"What did you just call me?"

His voice continued to be playful and yet a slight threat resonated within it, but she knew he wasn't really mad, that he was just teasing her, that he enjoyed this little game and she'd be lying if she would say that she didn't enjoy these playful moments too. So she gladly went along with the little power play, but kept her head turned away from him, as she addressed her next words to him.

"Are you going deaf, old man?" she shot back and this response completely threw Alastor off his act for a few seconds. He blinked a few times, before he had processed the words she had just hurled at him.

He really had to hand it to her: she had great courage to speak to him like that. So far, only one demon had ever dared to be so rude to him. A well-known TV demon, whose name was now enough to make his blood boil. But the difference between Charlie and Vox was that Charlie didn't mean what she said. And yet he let her words provoke him. He slid a little closer to his desk with her, switched on the old microphone and then stretched out his free hand towards one of the buttons on his control panel.

"See that button there, Charlie?"

She hardly dared to look, but she did anyway and nodded her head shyly, but still giggling.

"On Air" was written in large red letters above the button, but they weren’t yet lit up, showing her that he hadn’t yet switched her live.

"Shall I push it so all hell can hear how incredibly sweet you can squeal when I tickle you in all the right places?"

The teasing words caused an anticipatory tingling in her stomach and hastily she shook her head, starting to wriggle in his grip again in a pitiful attempt to free herself, but she didn't manage it. When she saw his finger slowly approaching the button, she couldn't stand it any longer. Laughing, she too reached out a hand and grabbed his, clawing at his wrist and trying to stop him from pushing the button.

"NO! Al, please don't! I'm sorry, I'm so sorry! I promise I won’t prank you anymore, I swear! Please don’t do this!" she squeaked, as she wrestled with his arm, but he stayed where he was, his finger getting closer and closer to the button and she could already see her life flashing before her inner eyes.

"It's too late for that now. If you mess with me, you have to face the consequences. And yours start in three..."

"No, Al! Don't!"

"...two..."

"PLEASE!"

"...Oooooone~..."

A loud scream suddenly cut the air, as the hand, that was still lying on Charlie's belly, came back to life and Alastor attacked her belly button through her thin shirt with his index finger. Laughing loudly, the young demoness let herself fall back against him, arching her back and trying to get his hand off her belly at the same time.

"Oops, I must have pushed the wrong button, hmm?" he purred teasingly into her ear and he had to laugh himself at all those lovely sounds, coming out of her mouth. She twisted wildly back and forth now, trying to pry his hand off of her and all the while laughing her heart out and squeezing her eyes shut, as the mirth rushed over her like a tidal wave.

Apparently he had hit the jackpot already...

"How cute~. The princess of hell has a laugh button on her belly~. That information alone would be worth a live broadcast, don't you think?"

His continued teasing made it so much worse and she almost jumped out of her own skin when the remaining fingers of his hand started moving as well.

"Let's see if I can find any more buttons like that," he whispered playfully into her ear and as his claws scratched gently over her shirt, it happened: a noise that sounded like the bleating of a young goat escaped from her throat; so loud that it filled the entire radio tower. The hand on her belly immediately came to a halt and Charlie, completely shocked by the sound herself, clapped her own hands over her mouth.

An awkward silence suddenly fell over the small radio station and Charlie felt like her head was going to explode from embarrassment at any moment. And it didn't get any better when Alastor started laughing. Quietly at first, but then louder and louder and more and more unabashedly, until the Radio Demon's own eyes were filled with tears of joy.

"What in the unholy hell was that?" he asked through his fit of highly amused laughter.

Charlie didn't answer, kept her face turned away from him and hidden behind her hands. She simply couldn't and wouldn't look him in the face at that moment. It was just embarrassing! It was rare for sounds like that to escape her throat and so far only her father had managed to do that when he had been fooling around with her many years ago. She had thought that it wouldn’t happen again. But apparently she had thought wrong...

Claws broke through her thoughts, tickling her sides and catapulting her back into a fit of laughter in a matter of seconds.

"Do that again," she heard Alastor say excitedly, but she wouldn't give him that satisfaction again. She squirmed wildly back and forth, managing to turn around on top of him and quickly hide her bright red face in his chest.

But Alastor was stubborn. He kept tickling her with both hands now, looking for that one spot that would elicit that sound from her again and sure enough, his claws found that one spot one more time. Charlie's fingers clawed into his shirt, as she laughed into his chest and as the claws grazed the sides of her belly, the bleating of a young goat mingled with her laughter once more. And again, and again, and again, until Alastor was forced to stop tickling her, as he was laughing almost as hard as she was by now.

"Stop laughing, Al! That’s not funny!" Charlie grumbled into his chest, as the Radio Demon doubled over in laughter. He held her with one hand so that she wouldn't fall off him and Charlie couldn't help but join in his laughter. It just sounded so contagious to her and the whole situation was so stupid and maybe it was exactly what she needed after all the stress of the last few months. Just letting go, laughing, having fun and forgetting about all the bad things that had happened...

And from the looks of it, Alastor was feeling no different. He seemed to have been through a lot too...and he was probably still going through a lot. When she thought about it, she had rarely seen a genuine smile on his face. One, that even reached his eyes. When she looked up at him briefly and shyly, she saw the cheerful laughter not only on his lips but also in his eyes. Something that filled her heart with great joy. And he seemed to feel the same way, considering that his cute little deer tail was wagging excitedly the whole time, as she managed to get a short glimpse at it, when he was slightly bending forward in mirthful laughter...

"And how funny that is hahahaha! The Princess of Hell sounds like a goat when she is being tickled too much, oh, that's too good!" he said, wiping a small tear from the corner of his eye with his free hand.

A growl escaped Charlie's throat, which didn’t go unnoticed by Alastor and his laughter died down to giggling. He was looking down at her, as she lifted her face from his chest and looked him in the face again. Staring up at him darkly, she growled once more, before sitting up straight and jabbing her index finger gently into his chest, careful not to hit the scar hidden underneath his clothing.

"Damn big words for someone who barks like a fucking deer when he's being tickled in the right places!"

Abruptly, Alastor's giggles died down and it was now his turn to growl and Charlie to smirk, as he scowled at her.

"I don't bark like a deer!"

"Oh no?"

Charlie very quickly convinced him otherwise, because when she slipped her hands under his arms and moved her fingers, he threw his head back in loud laughter and it wasn't long before the loud, barking sound of an alarmed deer stole itself from his throat, followed by a loud snort, which now made his cheeks catching fire from embarrassment.

"Ha, see? I was right! You sound like a fucking deer!"

He growled darkly, as he managed to grab her hands and holding them away from his body, before looking straight into her eyes.

“You just dug your own grave, my dear…”

A massive shudder ran through Charlie's own body, as she saw how radio dials appeared in his now black eyes and how his antlers started growing, which was never a good sign!

Without saying another word, he spun her around, pressed her back against his chest with one arm and moved even closer to his control panel. She could feel his breath on her neck and she could practically hear the sadistic grin in his next words, as he whispered "Speak clearly into the microphone, sweetheart~," into her ear, while his free hand pushed the button with the "On Air" symbol...

It had been a tough day of shooting for Angel Dust and he was glad when he stepped through the front door and saw his favorite bartender, cleaning some glasses. With a smug grin, Angel sauntered over to the bar, sat down on one of the bar stools and gave Husker a cheeky look, who only commented this with his usual eye roll.

"Are you alone, whiskers? Where did the others go?"

"Hopefully far away..." the bartender answered with a low growl in his voice, which made Angel laugh.

"Good mood as ever, eh?"

"Can you blame me, with all you weirdos around?"

Angel was about to say something appropriate as a reply, but he didn't get that far, when suddenly the intercom speakers and the old radio, that Alastor had placed in the lobby, came to life all over the hotel.

"What the...?!"

That was all the porn star could get out, when shortly afterwards loud laughter filled the entire hotel, interrupted here and there by Alastor's highly amused voice.

"Greetings to all sinners who can hear me. The latest news from the Hazbin Hotel: not even the Princess of Hell is safe from the wrath of the Radio Demon. Listen carefully to what will happen if you dare to mess with me."

His voice was interrupted by a loud squeal from Charlie, which was immediately followed by loud, but happy laughter.

"Well, I have to admit that's not really my style, as you're used to a very different broadcast from me. One with less laughter and more of this..."

A loud scream from Charlie was heard and her laughter faded into silence for a few seconds.

"...but a little variety in my broadcast really doesn't hurt, don't you think so too, my dear listeners?"

Another loud burst of laughter was heard and something seemed to fall over in the background.

"Oh no, no, no Charlie. You can't just knock over my microphone. That's pretty rude. Our listeners want to hear you, so I ask you kindly to speak clearly into the microphone...if you can still do that, of course."

More squealing was heard, which turned into hysterically giggling and Alastor’s sinister laughter mingled with the mirthful sounds.

“What`s that? Did I find another sweet spot of yours? Right here on your siiiiiiides~? You’re shaking your head? But how can you deny this? I can clearly see how much it makes you giggle when I drag my claws slooooooowly down your sides. Just like that~.”

More happy squealing from Charlie and amused laughter from Alastor was heard.

“How about I check how ticklish you are under your arms? I am sure our listeners want to know about that too, right? Now let’s see…Ohhh, it seems like you’re even more ticklish here, hmm?”

“G-get your hands out of thehehehere!”

“I am afraid I can’t do that. They seem stuck there now. Why don’t you just lift your arms a little to help me? Or…should I try to wriggle them out? Mayyyyyybe like…that?”

Loud shrieking was the response to Alastor's question, followed by almost hysterical sounding giggling.

“Oho, what is that? Did you just try to bite me, my dear? Oh, I can’t have that. Maybe I should bite you back for that impudence? And I must say…this neck of yours looks delicious. Let me get a little taste…”

Charlie’s giggling quickly rose in volume and pitch, as playful growling sounds mingled with her happy giggling and it sounded like a knee colliding with a wooden table.

“S-stohohohohop ihihihihit!!”

“Stop? But Charlie, dear. We just started~. And how can I stop when you’re giving me such a wonderful broad smile, hm?”

More loud and sugar sweet squealing was heard from Charlie.

“Oh no, no, don’t hide your pretty face from me. Come on, Charlie. Let me see that cute smile of yours…aha, there it is. Now keep your hands away from your face and stay close to the microphone, will you? After all, our listeners are eager to hear you.”

“Nohohohoho! T-turn it ohohohoff!!”

“Now, why would I do such a thing, hmm?”

“I-it’s embarassihihihihng!”

“Well, maybe you should have thought about this before messing with me?”

“I a-already sahahhaid I was s-sohohohohorry!”

“Oh, I know. But I am not convinced yet. But I am sure you will be sorry, once we are done here.”

The sounds of a fist, hitting repeatedly against a table was heard.

“Now, come on, my dear. It’s not my desk’s fault that you are so ticklish~.”

“Y-you are evil!” Charlie managed to press out between her giggles.

“Heh, tell me something I don’t already know. And now hush. Less talking and more laughing~.”

He must have targeted a sweet spot, for Charlie’s giggling rose in volume and pitch.

“Awww, if you could see her now…she looks soooo adorable~. Especially with that deep blush on her face. But at least you can hear her. Buuuuut I personally think we should change the volume of that giggling of hers, don’t you think? Turning it into laughter again. Mayyyyybe if I tickle riiiiiiiiiiiight here…”

“NAHAHAHA! A-ALASTOHOHOHOR! DOHOHOHOHN’T!!!” Charlie screeched and her giggling quickly turned into full blown belly laughter.

“That’s much better. Keep on laughing, my ticklish, little darling. Make this to the sweetest broadcast hell has ever heard~.”

Angel raised an eyebrow questioningly, as he turned his face back to Husker, who could only roll his eyes at what he was hearing.

"What's wrong with these two? Are they on drugs?" the spider demon asked as another loud shriek cut the air, followed by a very amused sounding "Oho, we have a little squirmer here too. How cuuuuuute~," from Alastor.

“I don’t even ask anymore…” the bartender growled, as he listened to Charlie’s and Alastor’s laughter.

“I thought he was a monster, feared by everybody in hell?”

“Oh, he is, buddy. Better be careful when you’re around him. I am sure he has given you a taste of the monster that’s sleeping inside of him when you were messing with him last night, right?”

Angel shuddered at the memories.

“Don’t remind me…” he murmured.

Another loud shriek echoed through the lobby and Husker rolled his eyes, as Alastor’s slightly sadistic laughter reached his ears right afterwards.

“He is only going soft on her. If it was you or me up there, he would broadcast our screams all over hell, while torturing us slowly to death. I still remember his old broadcasts. In one of them he was asking his victim which finger he should bite off first. You can be glad that he didn’t do anything like this to you after what you’ve done last night.”

“Okay, okay. Got it. No messing around with him. Understood.”

“You better keep this in mind, kid.”

A loud banging sound was heard again and more slightly hysterical laughter from Charlie, as Alastor seemed to find all of her worst spots by now.

“I thought I was clear about you not knocking my microphone over? If you don’t want to listen to me, you have to deal with the consequences, sweetheart~. Let’s see how loud I can make you laugh and maybe, just maybe, I can make you bleat like a goat one more time…”

"I need a drink..." Husker said, grumbling, shaking his head, as Charlie's loud, but happy, laughter continued to echo throughout the entire hotel and was shortly interrupted by the sound of a bleating goat.

“Make it two…” Angel replied and he could only sit there and shake his head in amusement, as he kept listening to Alastor’s broadcast.

What Charlie didn't realize at this moment, was the fact that Alastor had only put her on live through the hotel speakers, so only Husker and Angel could hear her.

The Radio Demon may be a sadist when it came to others, but there were very small exceptions that could soften his otherwise cold heart...and Charlie had become one of those exceptions for him in his time at the Hazbin Hotel...

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