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I HAVE AN IDEA

OK SO.... SIBLING RELATIONSHIP RADIOBELLE! EH? HEAR ME OUT OKA- *gets pushed off stage*

i dont ship romantic charlastor but its overhated, i feel like we should be concentrating on shit like lucifer x charlie or any other ship that is ACTUALLY problematic and creepy instead of hating on the ship that like it or not - was a big part the hh fandom back in 'ye olden days. and before anyone says "we can hate it cus alastor's manipulating charlie!" trust me when i say this - most charlastor fans are aware and more just ship the part where alastor has actual character development.

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)