Y/N woke from his sleep and stretched due to his aching body. He yawned and cracked his neck. He got up slowly and looked at his calendar. It was now his 117th year in hell. Now making it somewhere in 1937. He's made many theories, written books, made allies, etc. He and Charlie have traveled around every part of hell. She's met people who actually seem interested in her idea to rehabilitate demons. Not many people but some. Okay maybe like 4 people including Y/N. 

[POV switch to Y/N's POV]

Charlie always asks me for more ideas when it comes to "The Happy Project". I apparently can never stop giving her ideas; but one night, I had a dream about Christmas with my family as a child. Christmas was amazing no matter what age unless you're a Jehovah's Witness or something. Now that technology is evolving it's also evolving down in hell. We now have radios and radio waves which are very cool. We also have comics! I love comics! We never ever had anything like this! When the first comics were released me and Charlie were in love with the concept!

As I daydream at the kitchen island I hear this loud rumble and some explosions. Then the radios turned to static. The ground started shaking. A possible earthquake? "Chalie? What's going on?" I asked, raising my tone so she could hear me over all the noise. "I don't know! This never happened before!" she replied. My ears started ringing, my sight blurred, my body ached. I fell off my chair and curled into a ball, covering my ears. "Y/N?!" Charlie yelled in fear. But I couldn't reply. My vision soon turned black and  I couldn't remember anything after that.

[POV switch to Charlie's POV]

The sound was a lot to bear but I could still see. I was looking at Y/N and I saw him. He was in a lot of pain. He fell of the chair. I ignored the voice on the radio and ran to Y/N. I kneeled by his side and shook him trying to wake him up, but he wouldn't. I started panicking. He couldn't be dead after all... Could he? I started panicking again. I picked him up with the power of adrenalin and carried him to his room. He had a radio in his room so I threw it out the window. After all, I could always get him a new one.

I then went downstairs again and wet a rag with some cold water. I brought it back upstairs and folded the rag nicely, then placed it on Y/N's forehead. I then realized there was some hair stuck in between the rag and his head so I brushed the hairs out of the way. I decided to look around his room and get to know him. 

I walk over to the dresser right by his bed. (Picture below of Y/N's room.)

On it were a pocket watch, a tie, a newspaper, a ballpoint pen, and a picture in a frame. The picture was in black and white. It was a picture of a little boy with a woman and a man. All of them were smiling. The woman had long straight hair and enticing eyes. The man looked menacing even though he wore a kind smile. They looked dressed formally as though they were going somewhere special or something important was happening.

The next place I checked out was the desk right by the window. On it was another ballpoint pen, some paper, another picture in a frame, and a Kodadk Box Camera. The picture was one of me and Y/N when we first opened the Happy Hotel. We had the biggest smiles ever, especially since father approved of the idea. He didn't like it but he agreed since it made me happy.

 I looked at the paper next. Nothing was written on it but just some doodles. One of a tree with a star on top of it with little boxes surrounding it. Was it a box cult? The next doodle was a cartoonish one. It was a man that resembled Y/N but the resemblance was still there. The next doodle was a flower. The flower was a bit slouching and a petal was falling off. It had 2 leaves on the stem.

I snapped out of the trance of looking around his room and realized the radio noise stopped. I don't know when. But that's good that it ended. I took the rag off of Y/N's head and rewetted the rag. As I was wetting the rag in the sink I heard a knock at the door. "One second!" I yelled at the person behind the door. " I put the rag on the counter and walked over to the door. I opened the door and saw a tall man with deer-like horns. "Hello there!" he said with a smile. After he spoke I slammed the door and realized he was the radio demon that made Y/N faint. 

I  breathed in and out for a few seconds and then opened the door again. "Hello!" he greeted again. "W-What would you like?" I said stammering but smiling in the slightest. "I would like to know you and your male friend!" "Y-Y/n?" I asked in reply. "Yes! Him!" "W-Well, he's ill at the moment so would you like to come back when he gets better?" I told him. "Of course! Tell him that I hope he gets well! Goodbye now!" He said then walked off. "Thanks...." I said wearily. 

I closed the door and walked back to the kitchen. I wetted the rag for the third time and brought it back upstairs to place it back on Y/N's head. I could tell that he was famished so I asked Razzel and Dazzel to make him a sandwich and a glass of water.  It only took them about 3 minutes to do that and they placed it on the table stand by his bed. I yawned then went to my room and plopped on my bed to take a nap.

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A/N: BOOM! Over a thousand words! AYYYY!