Last Updated: 2025 Dec 29

Delivery

“How about one last question for the road, princess?

“Do you think I could be redeemed?”

At the edge of Pentagram City, there lived a hellborn princess who sang of hope within the sunless pit. Charlie Morningstar operated a hotel to help sinners find a path to Heaven. Today, the doorbell rang. She eagerly opened the door, expecting a new guest, but there was only a cardboard box.

“Um, did anyone order something?” she called to the lobby.

No response.

On a closer look, the cardboard box wasn’t sealed. Could there be a sinner inside instead?

Sinners came in various shapes and sizes, some monstrous and some small and even adorable! She opened the box to find…

“Vox?!”

The startled princess accidentally threw him into the air then stumbled to catch him before he met the concrete.

Vox was a television-headed demon, now disembodied and disgraced. He had only his head and an equally shocked expression drawn on his flat screen. He was the CEO of VoxTek Entertainment. The last time he visited the hotel, he recorded and edited a documentary as a hit piece.

His list of transgressions against Hell’s royal family extended far beyond that. However, the Princess of Hell was very forgiving, and a complete reset from her wasn’t completely unexpected.

“Well, uh!

“Welcome, Vox, to the Hazbin Hotel, our home of healing and a path to redemption. You came here to be redeemed, right?”

Charlie’s nervous smile betrayed her own unconfidence.

Vox knew he wasn’t on good terms with the hotel staff.

“I didn’t exactly get here on my own,” Vox couldn’t recall what happened.

His lover? his partner (in business) planted a boot to his chest then tore his head from his body. Vox was then carried around like a tablet then discarded into a corner. As there was a power outage, the lights were off. He should’ve been home at V Tower, reflecting on what he did, gaining his bearings after post-mania clarity. But he wound up in a cardboard box delivered to the Hazbin Hotel.

“Well, we can get you settled in the lobby, and you can decide whether to check in and —!”

Charlie, holding Vox, turned around to find her father with both hands on his cane. Lucifer the King of Hell wore a heavy frown and was unamused.

“Charlie… heh. Char-char,” Lucifer briefly chuckled before frowning again. This couldn’t have been more than his daughter being silly. “You aren’t serious, right.”

“But dad, I believe anyone can be redeemed.”

The girl sounded as though she was bidding her father to let her keep her new pet.

“Charlie.

“I don’t want to THINK about what could have happened!” Lucifer fumed.

“It could have been my own misappropriated power that killed my daughter.

“Box? Vox? He, I just don’t see things working out with him around.”

“He did cause a big mess,” Charlie winced. “But it starts with ‘sorry’.

“Give it a try, Vox.”

Did Vox have any other choice? The princess held him by the borders of his face to the King of Hell. Vox resigned his defeated expression and rebuffed himself to better fit who he used to be.

A deep breath.

A reminder that he was the charismatic CEO of VoxTek.

“Lucifer,” Vox lightheartedly chuckled, “I’m sorry for holding you hostage and pointing a death ray at your daughter.”

The King of Hell is forbidden from hurting his subjects. Vox punctuated with a closed lip smile.

Lucifer paused. He deliberated more on how to react. His daughter’s smile and her newfound pet sinner couldn’t make up for what happened.

“Mhmm. That’s, uh, something alright.”

Lucifer retained his frown after Charlie walked into the hotel lobby with Vox. Not much has changed since Vox last visited. The interior design of the hotel was regal. But the choice of colors was excessively red, and the lobby had tacky, conflicting themes much like an amusement park for the bar, the lounge, and front desk.

“You might have a longer ways to go than others, but here is our lobby after you dropped off your giant TV and—”

Vox’s smile quickly inverted when Alastor the Radio Demon manifested himself from the shadows.

“You already know Alastor!” Charlie continued. “Our host of the hotel!”

Charlie knew Alastor perched in radio tower attached to the side of the hotel’s upper floors. The two media demons spoke poorly of each other in their respective mediums on the day radio somehow won over television. Even she knew this wasn’t going to be easy.

“Excellent work, Charlie,” Alastor said. “You apprehended my most hated nemesis!

“I was looking forward to adding his screams to my broadcast!”

Alastor was self-restrained not to snatch Vox from Charlie’s hands. Alastor could have easily, and Vox recognized the chill of Alastor’s shadow creeping along the plastic frames of his face.

That shadow quickly withdrew when Charlie said.

“Alastor, wait, you can’t hurt guests of the hotel!”

“And I never did!” Alastor shrugged. “Vox isn’t checked into the hotel now, is he?”

“He was?” Charlie guessed, “thinking about it?”

Alastor always smiled and never let a frown slip. But his forced grin signaled his discontent on where the conversation was going.

Vox could imagine and knowing Charlie’s hotel was understaffed…

“Alastor, I could use room service.

“Alastor, I need my pillows to be extra fluffy for the night.”

“I’ll have continental breakfast and extra accommodations for persons with disabilities.”

Alastor the Radio Demon, one of Hell’s most feared overlords, picking up the fork for me, a guest of the hotel. Like Lucifer, he can’t do anything to me when I’m here. Dead pixels in a pair of red rectangles dripped from the corner of Vox’s mouth.

“I AM!” Vox interjected with a smile. “Princess, I was wrong about redemption.

“You showed all of Hell that redemption was possible. So I’m giving it a try.

“I’m checking in!” Vox announced.

“I said ‘checked in’ not ‘checking’,” Alastor stepped forward for a last chance of ending Vox.

“Alastor, no!” Charlie pulled Vox away. “Don’t hurt him.”

“Fine,” Alastor growled then shrugged.

“You? Redemption?” he said to Vox. “You really lost your way, old friend.”

To that, Vox chuckled.

“Let’s see the quality of service around here.”