(Y/N is absent this episode. Sorry it's just a recap.)

After another successful job involving the deaths of several lumberjacks, Blitzo, Millie, and Moxxie return to I.M.P. As Blitzo offers to buy everyone drinks later that night, Moxxie declines, saying that he and Millie will have other plans; when asked about it, Moxxie reveals that he got a reservation at Ozzie's for their one year anniversary, causing Millie to squeal with delight. When Blitzo tries to invite himself, Moxxie sternly tells him that the reservation is for two and he is not permitted to join them. Millie can calm an angry Moxxie down by seducing him and taking Moxxie back to their home to change for that evening.

Moxxie and Millie later arrive at Ozzie's, with Blitzo secretly following behind. When Blitzo tries to enter the club, the bouncer reveals that the establishment is for couples only; thinking on his feet, Blitzo flirts with the bouncer, who quickly throws him out. Blitzo decides to call Stolas and invite him as his date; meanwhile, Stolas is at home alone because Stella has taken Octavia away for the weekend. He wearily makes a bowl of cereal and watches a romantic telenovela when the phone rings; seeing that it is Blitzo calling, Stolas trips over to answer it and immediately agrees to go out with Blitzo. He arrives about twenty minutes later in a fancy outfit, and they both walk up to the club. The bouncer moves to stop Blitzo from entering again but apologizes when Stolas asks if there is an issue and lets them in.

Getting a table near the stage, Stolas tries to make small talk with Blitzo, who is preoccupied with looking for Moxxie and Millie. The lights go down, and Blitzo is horrified to see that the show host for the night is Fizzarolli. Fizzarolli mentions the Loo Loo Land fire, aggressively remarking how he wanted to meet the person who caused it. He introduces a few of the performers for tonight, including Verosika Mayday, causing Blitzo to bemoan his situation further. The scene cuts to Verosika at the bar, shoving away Wally Wackford, who was handing her a drink at the bar.

Fizzarolli reveals that the first act is a song written and performed by Moxxie, much to Millie's surprise and delight. After Moxxie sings for some time, the other patrons show restlessness. Asmodeus comes on stage with Fizzarolli to mock his sincere song being performed in a place known for lust and desire through their own song. Blitzo tries to go to Moxxie and Millie's defense, only for Fizzarolli to turn his jabs at Blitzo. Verosika quickly joins in and sings about Blitzo not being good in bed and breaking her heart. With some surprise, Asmodeus notices that Stolas is with Blitzo and takes light of him risking the prince's seemingly perfect life by sleeping with Blitzo, apparently creating illusions of Stella and Octavia looking angry at him. Millie eventually interjects by attacking Fizzarolli and gets Moxxie to finish his song; by that point, Blitzo is incredibly upset but pulls his hand away when Stolas tries to comfort him. Blitzo and Stolas leave at Blitzo's request, looking sad and embarrassed.

After Moxxie finishes his song to a fairly positive response from the audience, Asmodeus bluntly and angrily tells him and Millie to leave.

After Stolas is driven back home, giving his gratitude and appreciation for inviting him on a night out, he invites Blitzo to come in for a while, only for Blitzo to decline, saying he is not in the mood. Stolas offers to just talk or cuddle instead, but Blitzo again refuses. On the verge of crying, Blitzo reminds Stolas that what they have is nothing but Stolas wanting to have sex with him. Given the night's circumstances, Blitzo does not have the energy to do so and apologizes. Stolas understands and bids him goodnight as the latter does the same; after Blitzo leaves, Stolas sheds a few tears before sitting outside on the front steps of his mansion.

Blitzo goes back to his apartment, and after reading a note from Loona saying she's out at a party with Vortex, he lies on his couch and pulls out his phone. He flips through several images. There is a selfie he took of him and Stolas in bed cuddling, a picture of him with Millie and Moxxie drinking boba tea together, a picture of him excitedly holding up the adoption papers with Loona, who is less excited, a picture of him shaking hands with Moxxie while holding up the I.M.P business card, implying that this was when he was first hired, a picture of him and Verosika together, and two pictures of him and Fizzarolli growing up; one as teens at a concert and the other as little kids. The last picture is of him, his sister, and another imp who appears to be their mother; that image causes him to sob, crying into a pillow.

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Now, here's a crossover with Hazbin Hotel Y/N and Helluva Boss Y/N.

Loona and Martin stood outside the Hazbin Hotel, their hands intertwined as they prepared to drop off Y/N for the evening. Despite feeling a twinge of apprehension at leaving their son in someone else's care, they knew that Charlie and Vaggie had kindly offered to babysit, and they trusted them to look after Y/N while they attended the party.

"Are we sure about this?" Martin asked, his voice tinged with concern as he glanced down at Y/N, who was bundled up snugly in his stroller.

Loona nodded and kissed his cheek. "Ya. Blitzo's been telling us we need some us time. And Charlie and Vaggie are more than capable of looking after Y/N."

With a reluctant sigh, Martin nodded in agreement, knowing deep down that Blitzo was right. "Okay, let's do this," Loona said, she pushed the stroller towards the entrance of the hotel.

As they approached, Charlie and Vaggie emerged from the lobby, their faces lighting up with smiles as they greeted Loona and Martin. "Hey there!" Charlie exclaimed, her voice warm with enthusiasm. "We're so excited to babysit Y/N for the evening."

Vaggie nodded in agreement, her expression serious yet kind. "Yeah, we'll take good care of him," she promised, her tone reassuring.

Martin reached into the stroller's storage compartment and pulled out a large, well-organized bag. He handed it over to Charlie and Vaggie, who exchanged amused yet appreciative glances.

"Alright, so here are Y/N's essentials," Martin began, his tone serious as he went through the bag's contents. "Diapers, wipes, and a couple of changes of clothes. He's got his favorite blanket in here too—he can't sleep without it."

Charlie nodded, taking mental notes as Martin continued.

"Here's a bottle of formula and some baby food, just in case he gets hungry," Martin said, holding up the items before placing them back in the bag. "And these are his teething toys. He tends to get fussy if he doesn't have something to chew on."

Loona chimed in, adding her own reassurances. "He usually takes a nap around eight, but if he's really tired, he might fall asleep earlier," she explained, her voice softening as she looked at her son.

Martin then pulled out a small notebook and handed it to Vaggie. "This has all the emergency contacts you'll need," he said, pointing to the neatly written list. "Our numbers are at the top, and there's also a pediatrician and a nearby hospital just in case."

Vaggie nodded, appreciating the thoroughness. "Got it. We'll keep this close by," she assured them.

"And if anything goes wrong, don't hesitate to call us," Martin added, his voice firm. "We'll come right back."

Charlie smiled warmly, giving them a reassuring nod. "Don't worry, we'll take great care of Y/N," she promised. "You two go enjoy the party and have a good time."

With a final hug and kiss for Y/N, Loona and Martin reluctantly handed him over, watching as Charlie and Vaggie cooed over the baby and settled him into their care. As they walked away, Loona took a deep breath, feeling a mixture of anxiety and relief.

"He's in good hands," Martin said, giving her a reassuring smile. "Let's go enjoy our night."

Charlie and Vaggie gently carried Y/N into the cozy interior of the Hazbin Hotel, cooing softly to keep him calm and content. The hotel lobby, adorned with its usual extravagant décor, felt warm and welcoming, a stark contrast to the often chaotic nature of Hell.

Vaggie led the way to a quiet corner of the lobby where a playpen was set up. Inside the playpen was their own infant baby, also named Y/N. The two babies were about the same age, and the sight of them together brought a smile to both Charlie and Vaggie's faces.

"Look, sweetie," Charlie whispered to their baby Y/N, gently lowering the other Y/N into the playpen beside him. "You have a little friend to play with tonight."

Vaggie watched with a tender smile as the two babies observed each other curiously, their tiny hands reaching out to explore their new surroundings and each other. "Aren't they adorable together?" she remarked, her voice filled with warmth.

Charlie nodded, her eyes twinkling with affection. "Absolutely. I think they're going to get along just fine."

As the two babies settled into the playpen, cooing and gurgling in delight, Charlie and Vaggie made sure they were comfortable and had everything they needed within reach.

"Okay, little ones, let's make this a fun evening," Vaggie said, her tone playful. "We've got plenty of toys and some lullabies ready for when it's time to sleep."

Charlie chuckled softly, leaning in to kiss Vaggie's cheek. "We're going to be the best babysitters ever," she declared with a wink.

Y/N Goetia, Loona and Martin's son, blinked his big eyes at the other Y/N, who mirrored the curious expression. Tentatively, they reached out with their tiny hands, touching each other's fingers with fascinated gurgles.

"Aren't they just the cutest?" Charlie whispered, her eyes sparkling with delight as she watched the babies interact.

Vaggie nodded, a soft smile playing on her lips. "Absolutely. Look at them, already making friends."

Y/N Goetia picked up a brightly colored rattle, shaking it with surprising enthusiasm, while the other Y/N watched, his own hands finding a soft, plush toy shaped like a bunny. They seemed to be communicating in their own special way, their baby babble filling the air with an adorable symphony of coos and giggles.

One of the Y/Ns let out a high-pitched squeal of delight, causing the other to break into a wide, gummy smile. They both wiggled excitedly, their tiny legs kicking in unison as they played with their toys.

Charlie and Vaggie exchanged a look of pure joy, knowing that the evening would be a success with these two little ones bringing so much happiness to their hearts.

"Looks like they're getting along perfectly," Charlie said softly, leaning against Vaggie with a content sigh.

Vaggie wrapped an arm around Charlie, watching the babies with a look of affection. "Yeah, I think tonight's going to be just fine."