3 person POV:

"... Owww my head..." (Y/N) groans in pain. It's late afternoon of the next day.
Bruce manage to get a room on the middle floor of the three-story motel. The price for the room was pretty cheap but sketchy. After paying and getting the keys Bruce dragged his drugged out friend to their room. The bed was decently clean. To make sure that she doesn't wander away or get out he laid her on the bed and wrapped her up in a tight blanket burrito. When she was secured in the burrito blanket prison he locked it the door and barricaded it just in case. After closing the curtains, he walked to the only nightstand next to the bed and open it to see if anybody left anything inside. He found a single long dark gray thread inside, like one of those threads you find on your clothes and you pull on it and it keeps on getting longer and longer. He still have sewing needle in his bag. After 30 minutes of trying to get the thread through the hole and sewing his friend neck as carefully and neatly as possible, he stretched his arms over his head, realizing how exhausted he is. Looking back at the twin size bed that his friend is laying in with her neck now fix, trying to wiggle out the blanket, yelling that she doesn't want to become a burrito and get eaten because she's gonna give people really bad gas. She didn't realize that Bruce sewed up her neck again. He ignores her and go to the bathroom to clean up a bit. The bathroom was all right too. After freshening up he went back to the bedroom to see his friend munching on the pillow. He pulls it out of her mouth and she whines saying that he can't take her marshmallow away. Almost the whole night he stayed up feeding his friend that was begging for food and forehead rubs. She finally fell asleep at three in the morning. The moment she was out Bruce knocked out as well. (Y/N) woke up first, unraveled a bit from her burrito blanket. She sits up and rubs her head. Somehow her hat stayed on her head the whole time without falling off. " How can people take drugs on a daily basis..." She looks at her side to see her best friend with his bump sticking up and cuddling one of the pillows of the two pillows that's on the bed, his face facing her, a little drool coming out at one corner of his mouth. (Y/N) eyes softened, she remembers very little what happened yesterday but she knew that she was really out of it. Bruce had the chance to leave her but he didn't. He couldn't abandon her. Softly gliding her hand above his cheek before stopping.

...

Her hand moved to his nose instead and pinched it shut.

....

"Gah! What the fuck!" It took a while for Bruce to wake up but when he did he had slight bags under his eyes and really annoyed face. (Y/N) smiles softly and booped his nose. "Thanks Bruce." She replied simply, moving down a bit, bending down and resting her head on his lap. "My mouth is dry, nose is irritated, and think I have the munchies..."
"I hope you learn your lesson of thinking twice before you do dumb shit."
"Mmmm Nope. Pet my head."
"Ass. Do want me to remove your hat?"
"No. Just put your hand under my hat but keep it on."
"Okay." He listens to his friend could, she feel his soft small paw hands rub in small circles on her head.
"But really. Be careful with drugs."
"I'll listen to you on that. I hated it. It was like a roller coaster fast and a blur but near the end the roller coaster malfunction, crash into the hard concrete." (Y/N) feels her friend stop rubbing and pulling his paw hand out of under her hat to her disappointment, he move a bit to his side and (Y/N) hears a rustling of a plastic bag. Something poked her cheek that was moist. She looked up to see a slice of watermelon stuck on a pocket knife.
"Eat this... Don't worry I wash the knife and the watermelon is okay." (Y/N) awkwardly smiles at him before removing the watermelon off the knife and sticking it in her mouth.
"Mmm...~ I don't know if I'm starving or is the drug side effects but this is very fucking good."
"Maybe both." He respond back also put in a slice of watermelon in his mouth. After swallowing he sighed, "(Y/N)..."
"Yup?"
"We need jobs."
His female friend didn't respond well to that and starts choking on the watermelon making herself sit up and pounding on her chest.
"Coughs! W-w-heck! I think some watermelon went in the wrong hole!"
Bruce slap her behind the head before starts patting harshly on her back.
"Dumbass! Don't eat when laying down if you're just going to choke!"
"I- gags... - don't want a job!" She stops for a moment, backing away from Bruce a bit to take a deep breath, shutting her mouth tight and placing one of her fingers on right side of her nostril to block her airway. Both of them find it kinda strange that they can still breathe but don't really need to. They are used to breathing and just find it too odd to just stop suddenly even if they don't really need it. They still panic if their nose or mouth is suddenly covered.
"Having a job is part of life! You cannot keep on avoiding it!" She suddenly blows her nose making something that's not a booger coming out her nose. "Ah! Don't snot rockets at me!"
"I told you it went in the wrong hole! A piece of a watermelon seed went up my nose! And I did when I was living!"
"I'm not going to let you do that in here!" Bruce already forgetting about the snotty watermelon seed that was snot rocket at him and went back to arguing/shouting with her.
"Why not?! We are in hell! We could fucking steal, rob or even murder and nobody will give a shit unless we did it to a mobster or something but besides that we could do whatever we want!" She rubs her already irritated nose. " I am not going to let you kill anybody! Actually I don't think you have the guts to do that!"
"Not True! I killed a lot of ants and flies when I was alive!"
"That's different!"
"They act like them! I wouldn't have a problem doing it!"
"You can't!"
"You wanna bet!"

"We look like demons but we're not going to act like them!"
"We are demon!"
"(Y/N) look at this!" He pause his shouting to reach over the edge of the bed to pull out a newspaper from the same plastic bag from earlier. He shoved it in her face making her grab it. "Yester, I also found this and right now there's a lot of demon hiring."
"So?"
" The jobs are not too bad! I circled some that we could do together. The big X are big no-no's. The no-no's are obviously prostitution, assassination, work as henchmen, being a porn star, drug dealer, and hitman."
"I like some of the no-no's except for the one that involve sex and drugs. Well good luck with you-."

"You're getting one too! Both of us having job we get double the money!"

"I can steal or maybe-!"

"No! We lived in hell but we are not going to act like everybody else! We are getting jobs! Period!"

"I don't wanna!" (Y/N) whines, standing up and glaring down at her friend.

"You are! Clean yourself up and make yourself look decent we are going to a restaurant to see if they will hire us!"

Her face change into like anger of a child and start stomping her feet, swinging her arms around grumpily.
"B-but I don't wanna!" She repeated again.

"The bathroom room is behind you and don't go in the shower barefoot I don't trust the cleanliness that much."

"Agh! I told I don't want a job!"

"You don't have a choice! You killed both of us, and also I dragged your drug ass out of danger to this motel! You own me one!"

"But-I... You!-... You see! Ugh! Fine! I'm just doing it became you did babysit my ass when I was drugged out! She huffs out. " Even though I don't think I'll get hired!"

"You will! And if I get hired and you don't, you're still looking for another job!"

"What?! By myself?!"

"You're a grown woman! Stop arguing, stalling and go take a shower!"

"Just for your information we've been here for almost a week and I actually don't smell!"

"You don't smell because you've been doing nothing!"

"I've been jumping in dumpsters, sleeping in them and even eating out of them! And. I. Don't. Smell! How can you explain that!"

"Just shower already! Their are tiny tiny tiny soap samples you can use!"

"Y-you're just jealous you get smelly easily and I don't!" She yells at him while walking to the bathroom door.

"I don't! And remove that stupid heart off your hat!"

(Y/N) pause at reaching the door knob and look over her shoulder at her friend with a neutral face.

"It's mine hat. You don't tell me what I could do with it."

"It's a part of a broken moon ring! It doesn't work!"

"It does work!"

"It was a ring before but it broke! It's ugly, it's crack! It's worthless! Moon rings are for kids anyway and if you want a new one you could get that thing replaced easily!"

"I don't want to replace it or get rid of it! My dad and I won this ring at Carnival together and it means a lot to me!" Hiss the mismatch eyed woman, opening the bathroom door and walking inside.

"(Y-!"

Slam!!!

"Don't break the fucking door!"

3 hours later

"Ugh... I'm tired and bored... Can we go back to the motel now?" Whines the midnight/navy blue suit wearing woman next to lavender shirt tucked in black dress pants friend. He growled, really agitated that they went to five places that are hiring and didn't except them because one (Y/N) cursed them out, two (Y/N) was giving them attitude and three (Y/N) saying that she hates this place three seconds of walking in. 

"(Y/N) you have to get serious! And stop screwing both of us over!"

"This is not fun!"

"This is not supposed be fun!"

"I'm hungry..."

"Just wait-."

"I see a bar! We can go there!" She yells happily pointing at a distant bar.

"This is not the time to!-...- they're hiring! Perfect! Good eye (Y/N)! Maybe they will hire us for janitors or as waiters!"

"Huh? They are-oh!! Pffff! Yeah! I totally saw about that hiring sign! That's the reason I want to go there!" She rub the back of her neck awkwardly.

Bruce grabbed her arm and starts running to the bar.

5 minuets later

They enter the bar and look around it was semifull today. Demons everywhere was just drinking, chatting or eating.

"Okay listen." Bruce said releasing his friends arm. "We are going to find the owner of the bar and-... where the fuck did you go." When he turned to face his friend, but she was gone. He slightly panicked and started frantically looking around the bar to see where she went. He quickly found her since her hat stick out of the crowd a bit. She was sitting at a bar stool trying to call a bartender. Bruce stomps to her and bonks her on the head.

"What are you doing?! We are here to get a job, not to have a drink!"

"Ow-hey! I know! But one little drink will not hurt!" (Y/N) pouted. Bruce can feel a vein popping from his forehead.

"No-!"

"What do you want to drink, Street rats."

Both Bruce and (Y/N) stop their bickering for a second to turn and look at the bartender that came to take their order. The bartender raise a long red eyebrow waiting impatiently.

(Y/N) gasped and points at him rudely. " I remember you! You're the first guy I ever talk to when we got to hell! Cat in the hat rip off!"

"Call me Cat in the Hat one more time and I'll kill you. What do you want or just wasting my time?" Before (Y/N) opened her mouth Bruce quickly pinch her lip shut with both of his small paw hands.

"Mmm mmmmf fmm mf!"

"Sorry for that Mr. Husk Sir!" He chuckled nervously.

"Just Husk. What do you two want to drink?"

"Well... actually we-I was wondering about the hiring sign outside."

"Interested in the job?"

"Yes!" Bruce let go of his female friend lips when he felt a her sharp fingertip poked the side of his hip. It's Hurt and tickled him.

"I still want a drink!"

"(Y/N)!"

"You two gentlemen have to talk to my boss that's over there on the other side." Husk said pointing behind him with his thumb at a tall grey lizard demon. (Y/N) puffed out her cheeks and looked at the winged cat in the top hat with mocked anger.

"You assuming my gender?"

"(Y/N) shut up! Thank you Husk!"

"Don't thank me yet you still don't know you're getting the job."

"Still thanks! Come on (Y/N)!" Once again he grabs her arm and start dragging her to the boss of the bar.

"But Bruce he thought I was a man!"

" Who cares don't you always want people to think you're a man?!"

" I don't even have my make up done! I kind of find it a little rude!"

"Man up!"

"I would if I had my make up done!"

As they walk away Husk looks at them with a bewildered face. "That's a woman? I thought she was a pretty boy or something. Eh. I don't care." He said to himself before going to another customer who's calling him.

20 minuets later

"Thank you so muck Mr. Kim! We won't let you down! Will be here tomorrow at 10 AM sharp!" Bruce thank the tall gray lizard name Kim V. McCoy their new boss for the fifth time. (Y/N) sighed annoyingly, smacking Bruce behind his head and drag him outside. When they were outside she let go of Bruce. Bruce stumbled a bit but quickly stand up straight and dust his pants.

"Stop thanking him so much. I think he was regretting giving us the job already."

"Sorry... I was excited that we finally got a job! So you better not mess this up!" Bruce said to excitement to threatening in seconds. (Y/N) rolls her eyes and cross her arms with the sealed cheap booze bottle in her left hand she got from her new boss. She's the only one that got free booze and not Bruce.

"Fine but I kind of found a weird that he randomly just give me a free drink and not you."

"That creep probably likes you so watch your back." A new but familiar voice said behind them. Husk walked out of the bar with nothing except the empty booze bottle that he threw on the ground and shattered.

"He always had an eye for different and unique women. He likes spoiling them first before he makes his move."

"Ew... He's not my type. But if he want to spoil me, I'll let him. Husk does he ever drug his drinks?"

"Nope. He never thought he needs to since every woman he flirts with comes back."

"That's good to know. Do you want it?" (Y/N) uncross her arms, her left arm out, offering the sealed alcoholic drink to Husk. "I never really like cheap booze but if you like it, you can have it." She said with a small awkward cute smile. Husk eyes widen for a second at the booze before looking at her squinting suspiciously at her.

"What's the catch?"

"Nothing. Maybe we can talk or hang out sometimes. That's all. I'm not asking you out but maybe we could be friends?"

Husk growls before stomping towards her, stopping a foot away from her, towering her a bit since he's like 7 inches taller than her and pokes her on her right shoulder.

"What?! You think you could buy my friendship with a cute smile and some cheap booze!"
(Y/N) was baffled a bit. She didn't wanted to offend him. She still doesn't really know how to make friends. She got lucky enough to have Bruce! Before she could apologize, Husk took the booze bottle out of her hand and popping the top off.
"Well! You can!" Husk yelled before start chugging down the booze.

The two best friends look at Husk with puzzlement expressions on their face. The moment Bruce saw Husk stomping towards his friend he hid behind her and pray that he not gotta hurt them. Bruce and (Y/N) are almost the same height. (Y/N) is an inch or two taller. Bruce is slightly weirded out by the tall cat reaction. (Y/N) on the other hand snapped out of her moment of puzzlement to smile happily at the cat.
"We are friends?!"

"Whatever, just keep on bringing me cheap booze and maybe." Husk burped.

"By the way. When did you two die?"

"Like six days ago-Ah Ow! Bruce! Don't pull my hair!"

"Don't tell him that!" Bruce hiss, releasing her baby hair, getting out of his hiding spot behind her, standing almost in front of his friend at the left side.

"I'm not gonna hurt you guys, too much work. I'm curious."

" Curiosity killed the cat..." Giggled (Y/N).

"Don't fuck with me."

"Sowwy..."

"How old are you two anyways? You act like babies." He asked while taking a swing at his booze again.

"We both died on my birthday so I'm 21!"

"I'm 25."

"Both of you are so stupid for dying so young."

"It's (Y/N) fault!" Bruce said angrily and pointing at his friend.

" I don't care who's fault is it, you're both are dead now. I lived longer than you guys at my time."

"What year did you die and age?"

"1970s. At my late 60s or early 70s." For some reason (Y/N) eyes widen and sparkle, made fists with her hands to only press them against her cheeks.

"You're 70?"

"Was. I'm older than that now. But yeah it's around that age I die."

"ᴶᵘˢᵗ ˡᶦᵏᵉ ᵐʸ ᵈᵃᵈᵈʸ..."

"Huh? What you said?"

"I said-Ahhh! You elbowed me in the boob, Bruce! What the fuck!" Cried out (Y/N), as she held on her poor left boob that got elbowed and fell on her knees dramatically.

"I hear you! You better not bring him up! You can talk for hours about it!"

"Never mind than... I don't want to be standing around here for hours and I'm almost out of booze. I should be going soon."

"C-Can we talk more tomorrow?" (Y/N) got off from the ground, cradling her breasts.

"If you have more booze, yeah. We can."

"Okay!" She replied happily.

"(Y/N)!!!!"

" I have one more question for you, Husk." She ignored her friend.

"What?" He asked rudely before drinking the last drop of his booze and throwing on the ground like his last bottle.

"Can you fly with your wings or is it just for show?"

"I can fly, but I don't really want to use them. I'm too lazy." Husk said crossing his arms.

"That's cool!"

"Not to me. I don't like being a cat with wings but I don't have a choice. If I did I would've been a shape shifter like you."

Bruce jaw dropped to the ground in a silly cartoonish manner. "W-what!? She's a shape shifter?! How?!"

"I been here for years. I could tell what kind of demon you are sometimes. But... there's something a little off about her."

(Y/N) Snapped her self out her surprised state. "Are you sure about that, Husk?"

"Did you ever change any part of your body before?"

"Umm... When I was teasing Bruce yesterday my face change into a Lenny face."

"What the fuck is a Lenny face? Do you have a friend that named is Lenny that makes a certain type of face?"

"No. If Bruce and I get some phones I'll show you."

"If it's something like a dick picture I'm going to kill you."

"It's not! It's just a silly face to annoy people! That it!"

" I find that amazing that you're a shift shifter (Y/N)!" Bruce smiled at her than look at Husk with a more slightly worried face.
"But what do you mean by something is off earlier?"
"I'm not sure, I can't put my finger on it....  but She look kind of broken for some reason."

"We are in hell! Ain't everybody broken right here?!" Bruce yelled angrily at Husk.

"That's true but hers it's like a different kind. Like I seen this..."

"You seen it?" Repeat Bruce.

"Yeah. But I can't remember right now. I'm going now." Without saying goodbye he turned around and started walking a different direction than them.

"Wait?! Do I have anything cool abilities like (Y/N)!" Husk didn't stop waking or even turn around but responded anyways.

"Most likely the common ones like probably jumping pretty high or some other shit."

"Awww-Awesome!"

"Whatever. Just piss off already." He gruffly said, flicking off Bruce, before disappearing around the corner.

Bruce sweat drop at the rudeness of the winged cat.

" I don't really like him but if you can give us some information about Hell than I don't mind." Bruce sighed.

"I like Husk." Mumbled (Y/N) adjusting her hat.

"Because he looks like Cat in the hat?"

"Yes and no. I don't know. Call me crazy but I feel really comfortable around his presence."

"You're crazy."

"Hey!"

"How do you feel comfort around that guy! He's grumpy, rude, smelled like alcohol and slight body odor!"

"That maybe why I like him..."

"(Y/N) are you getting a crush on him?"

"No! I just like him! That's all! My crushes are only my anime husbandos!"

"Let go back to motel." He quickly walked away from her because he doesn't want her to start talking about all the amine crushes she has.

"Bruce!! Don't you want me to tell you all about my crushes!?" She yelled running behind him.

"Nope. By the way I wanted to ask you the same thing since yesterday that Husk said."

" The street rats part?"

"No! Abilities! When we go back to the motel let's see what exactly we could do!"

"Yeah! It will be pretty cool to shape shift into you!"

"Please don't."

"Or a pony!"

"Why a fucking pony?"

"Cuz you brony~."

"S-shut up!"

"My Little Pony, My Little Pony!"

"Shut up! Don't sing the theme song! You have a very very terrible voice!-oof!" He felt sudden weight thrown on his back. Arms wrapped around him tightly almost choking him.

"T-take that back! I can sing!"

"L-loosen up your arms! Yah-You're choking me!"

"I can sing!"

"You sing but you sound very terrible! Your voice cracks too much, you sometimes say the lyrics wrong and you don't have rhythm!" The arms around his neck loosen up but feels a head on his shoulder.

"It's true.... You didn't have to say it, it fucking hurts!"

"Well... you could get better if you practice." (Y/N) gasped loudly in his ear.
"Ah! Don't do that it feels weird!"

"Y-you're right I could practice! After we practice or find out about your abilities I'm going to start singing!"

"Please Don't... w-we have work tomorrow! We we only have time to practice our abilities and go to bed! I-it's kind of far where we live for now...."

"Awww! Then maybe after work we could go to a karaoke place! I saw one when we got kicked out of the first restaurant we went!"

"No-."

"Please! I think I deserve a little reward for able to get a job with you!"

"Reward?! Don't you have any shame!?"

"Pwease! Just for a bit! And I'll work really hard to keep this job!"

.....

"Fine.... I'm so going to regret this...."

"Yay!"

"Can you get off my back now!"

"Nope! Run towards the sun set my loyal steed!" She shouts, wraps her legs around his waist and place her head on top of his and pointing straight ahead.

"There's no sun in hell..."

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