Hazbin Hotel Food Novels & Stories

“Okay… fine.” Then he looked back at me. “So… are we eating dinner?” I shrugged slightly. “I mean, we had that big lunch earlier, but… yeah, we can eat something.” I glanced toward the kitchen. “I don’t think Henry’s cooking tonight. He’s probably at the diner.” Zade nodded. “I can order pizza.” I shook my head. “Wait, hold on. Let’s check first. Henry always brings food back from the dinner to donate to the homeless. Let’s see what’s in there before we waste money.”

The buffet-style menu offered well cooked meat, fish, vegetarian, and vegan dishes, and a halal menu. Even the buzz of the students that filled it out each day wasn’t enough to make Georgia dislike this one feature of her school. Looking around it now, she found herself hating it for the first time. Why’d so many other students have to like it too? If they didn’t, there would be less wandering female eyes around the place all staring surreptitiously at Hayden. Georgia had never been this way before. Get it together Pearce. What the hell?

she politely said to the man, she was avoiding to look at him. She, then, handed the menu to Lystra. "Cream cheese and fries, barbeque flavor then red tea." "Dark chocolate hazelnut and two fries sour n cream, that's all," Shanoa said. Zariyah lastly replied, "Cappuccino and chicken fillet then dark chocolate waffles." After they ordered they talked about their lives until Mavis mentioned the orphanage that Lawrence, Austin, and Divine built when they were young. "Can we go there?" Fauzia asked.

***4 Months later*** ~Hazel's POV~ "Order of table number four is ready." "Coming," I said and went to the counter to take the food. I took the tray filled with spaghetti, Alfredo penne pasta, pizza, and a spinach sandwich and sighed; I hated the guys who were sitting at table number four. They not only disgust me with their filthy smirks and looks but also try to call me names. I wish I could kick their butts out of this restaurant. But as usual, nobody wants to get on a bad term with their high-paying daily customer.

He grins at me, handsome and carefree. “How did you remember all my favorite foods?” Warmth spreads inside me, especially as he looks away, a flush spreading over his cheekbones. “I remember a lot of things. As evidenced by my impeccable score on the quiz yesterday.” He smiles, and my insides flutter. “Help me eat it?” “If you insist.” We dig into spaghetti and popcorn shrimp and miniature dumplings, with orange sherbet for dessert. The hotel has kept it cold in a champagne bucket, and I shake my head at the excess.

"Just dial one if you need anything. Hope you have a pleasant stay at the hotel." I shut the door once the food is placed neatly beside the bed and the waiter is out. Harley looks at the tray with the same intensity as I did when I lift the covers up. There is no doubt that we are both hungry after the day we had. Not to forget the other...activities we indulged in a few moments ago. There are cornbreads, pot roasts, fajitas, and pecan pies for dessert along with a bottle of Pinot Noir. "It's food," Harley tells me, licking her dry lips as she looks at the dishes.

Screamed Zoe. “Honey, that’s not real food,” said Derek. “Let me see the brochure, please,” he said to Javier. “I want pizza,” said Zoe. “I can make that for you, princess,” said Javier. “Who else wants pizza?” “I’ll have whatever Zoe is having,” said Elaine, diplomatically. “This looks exciting,” said Derek, with his eyes on the brochure. “Espinacas con Garbanzos.” “Ooh, sounds exotic!” Said Rachel. “I can make it for you,” said Javier confidently. “Trust me, you will love it. It is a very delicious meal.”

Only Azizah did not appear to be joining in, it seemed that she was following the Koran schedule. Haziya forgot about Zaweel's message this afternoon but she didn't have time to reply. He opened the roomchat. Miska just gave Haziya some random answers. He deliberately didn't want to tell Zaweel's favorite food directly. "Just guess, who knows at heart." Haziya tried to write down the answer. "Omelet fried rice?" Most favorite food, Haziya chose it because indeed besides being easy to get or cook too because he likes it.

Dionysus opened three to four food covers and Zoey sprinted towards the table like a small child being given a Christmas present. "Wow. Did you cook all of these?" Zoey's hazelnut eyes were sparkling while scanning all the food on the table. One of her most favorite dishes, beef casserole, was nicely presented in front of her. There were even two bowls of smoking hot, white rice and some mouth watering side dishes waving at her, pleading with her to finally dig in and devour them.

I was aching to kiss her at that moment but held myself and instead, called for our food. The food served to us was the usual for I knew that's what Hazel liked. She wasn't into expensive meals, she prefers the usual ones for commoners. There were her favorites; mac and cheese, meatballs, pasta, and steak. But with Athena's cooking skills, I knew this usual foods that Hazel liked to eat would have their own twist and wouldn't taste like the usual ones. And for our drink, I only ordered a sparkling water which made her confused. "Really? Sparkling water for the drink?"