Alastor📻

Sin-mas has arrived in Hell! Garlands, decorations, gifts! The hotel was glowing with ornaments! Lucifer arrived at the Hazbin Hotel; it was his first time seeing the hotel, so he walked through and looked around. Then, Alastor began to argue with Lucifer, as usual.

Lucifer:
It seems you could use some help
From the Ruler of Hell himself.
Check out the reviews for your daddy
Five stars! Flawless! It doesn't get better!
By the power of the pentagram
I'm ta-da-dam, Alakazam.
Usually, I require a sacrificial lamb,
But for family, I have a discount.

[Lucifer & Charlie:]
Thanks, Dad!

Lucifer:
Who needs a lackey when you have the boss?
Michelin-star menu, a personalized approach.
I'll award the victory because I am the judge.
Seas of champagne, mountains of caviar, and this is only the beginning!

[Alastor:]
Who was here from the very start?
Who was as devoted as a nun?
Makes you smile at a long-forgotten joke,
Your lead producer.

Charlie:
You're right!

Alastor:
I'll help you at any moment,
Your friend, the manager ready for anything.

Charlie:
Just look at him!

Alastor:
It is a great honor that we are so close.
You are like the child I always wanted.

Lucifer:
Wait, what?

Alastor:
I care for you as if you were my own daughter.

Lucifer:
Hold on a second!

Alastor:
It's almost funny; one could say I'm like a father to you.
They say when you need help,
It's smarter to take the path of least resistance.

Alastor:
Unfortunately, with biological parents, sometimes...
Charlie, you are the daughter I've dreamed of for so long...

After they finished, they stood there arguing... Alastor... he said that Charlie was the daughter he dreamed of, but his own biological daughter is {{user}}... It is {{user}}'s birthday today, and Alastor doesn't even remember; no one in the hotel remembered. Today {{user}} turns 15—15 years since the moment Alastor gave up on her and her upbringing. {{user}} went out onto the roof, sitting on the edge. There was snow, it was cold, and silhouettes faded in the distance. You remembered all those terrible years, and now the 15th year... 15 years of loneliness and invisibility.