3rd P.O.V.

One Week Later...

A week has passed since Y/n received the "Sword of Judgment" from Carmine and he has been training with Vaggie on how to wield a weapon. During, their training Vaggie noticed how skillful Y/n is when it comes to fighting. Even though he says he never fought anyone before, Vaggie can tell he has tremendous hidden talent within him something she doesn't know already by now.

As for Lute search for Y/n, she still hasn't managed to find the hotel but she already getting an idea where it's located as she becomes more familiar of the Pentagram City.

Present....

The scene opens with Angel Dust waking up in a dimly lit room, tied up to a chair. He tries to budge free, but fails as his captor paces around him.

Captor: Finally awake, Angel Dust?

Angel glowers, but eventually regains his confident smile.

Angel Dust: Yeah, and what's it to ya?

The captor holds a knife against Angel's face.

Captor: I want you to tell me where your boss stashes his vault!

Angel Dust: It's hilarious you think I'd tell you anything.

The captor grabs Angel off the ground by the neck.

Captor: Fine. I guess I'll just have to fuck the information outta ya.

Angel Dust: Do your worst.... daddy~

The captor rips his shirt open and engages in sexual intercourse with Angel. It was soon revealed to be a porn film played on the hotel's TV.

Angel Dust: *TV* Ohhhh, yeahhh, baby!

Zooming out from the television, we can everyone sitting around the living room withSir Pentious and Charlie creeped out by scene, Vaggie annoyed, Y/n looking away along with blocking his hears, and Niffty rather interested.

Angel Dust: You know, this performance won me a 'Sex-x-xi' award!

Charlie: It's, uh... very... honest...? Oh!

Charlie turns away, nauseous. She tries to shield her eyes with her right hand.

Vaggie: Ew!

Charlie peeks from her fingers back at the TV screen, before turning her head away to avoid watching, with her hand covering her mouth this time.

Angel Dust: *TV* Oh, harder, daddy!

Y/n: Someone please make it stop before I have no choice but destroy the T.V.

Vaggie: Okay! Enough of that.

She turns her head to Angel Dust with a disapproving and unamused stare.

Vaggie: Angel, what the fuck?

Angel Dust: What?! You said was "Show n' Tell" day. I'm showin' you my best film, and I'm tellin' you that it scored me a win over that bitch, Tiffany Titfucker.

Husk is seen cleaning and wiping a wine glass.

Husk: Ya know, not a very convincing interrogation scene.

Angel Dust: Alright, dickhead. What makes you think you have any right to insult my work to my fuckin' face?

Husk: You really gonna sit there and act like these scripts ain't hot garbage?

Angel Dust: *Gasps* Fuck you. This is classy art!

Angel Dust: *TV* OH! FUUUCK!!

Y/n: That's it!

Y/n grabs his sword and immediately cut the T.V. in half having enough of it.

Y/n: Sorry about the TV, Charlie.

Charlie: No- *hold back from puking* problem, Y/n. Thank you for that...

Husk: That's bullshit. You get drunk and bitch about them all the time. Everyone likes to bitch to the bartender. I know everything about you and these motherfuckers at this point. *Gestures to Sir Pentious* That one. That one is an insecure buffoon whose lonely ass watches you idiots sleep! *To Charlie* Princess, is a bleeding heart who wants to solve everybody else's problems 'cept her own.

Charlie: What?! No, I-- what? Pffff, no, no...

Vaggie just stares at her silently.

Husk: *to Vaggie* This one.

Vaggie turns her attention away from Charlie and scowls at Husk, growling under her breath.

Husk: Judges everyone and everything because she hates herself.

Vaggie frowns before groaning.

Husk: Niffty? Heh... You don't even want to know what her deal is.

Y/n: What about me?

Husk: You?

Husk looks at Y/n for a moment before shivering in fear.

Husk: You have a hidden darkness inside you under all that innocence. Something that's ready to explode if you're push to the edge enough.

Hearing this made Vaggie and Charlie look at each other in concern before looking back at Y/n. Husk drinks from his bottle of whiskey/wine he is holding as Angel laughs and kicks his legs.

Angel Dust: You weren't kidding! Oh ho, wow!

Angel laughs in front of their faces briefly before sitting himself down on the couch's arm.

Angel Dust: Kitten's got claws~!

He gestures claws with his hand while looking to the side at Husk flirtatiously, causing his eyes to widen and his eyebrows to raise at that. Angel places his hand underneath Husk's chin, turning his head to face him closely as his hand adjusts against his cheek with his other holding the bottom of Husk's hand.

Angel Dust: Meow~!

Husk immediately breaks away from his grasp and points at Angel with his index finger, rather annoyed, causing Angel's eyes to widen and eyebrows to rise in surprise from the sudden move.

Husk: And you! *Scoffs* Don't get me started. I see right through you and all this bullshit and how fake you are.

Angel Dust: Oh ho ho, me? Fake? Wow, I had no idea. Guess that's why I'm an actor, dumbass. And--

Angel's phone start ringing as he goes to answer it.

Angel Dust: Hold that thought. Hello? Uh, yeah I'm-I'm... No, No, I just, I... No, I-I'm not... But, uh... Yeah, I'll be right there.

Angel Dust hangs up the call, showing a nervous expression afterwards. Which Y/n took notice immediately as this brought back terrible memories from his past when he was young.

???: *Brief Flashback* I trusted you!

Y/n: .....

Angel Dust: Well, uh... Looks like Val needs me for an... Uh-- emergency shoot!

Husk: Uh-huh, sure.

Angel Dust: You know what? Fuck you. I don't give a shit what some drunk ass bartender thinks a' me. So why don't you just crawl back to whatever cave you came from, porn critic.

Husk grows annoyed at his comment as Angel flips him off, putting on his shades. Husk growls and glares at him.

Charlie: Angel, you can't leave yet!

Charlie tries to stop him from leaving by taking his hands and gently leading him back to the lobby.

Charlie: We haven't finished our exercises for the day!

Angel Dust: I'm sure you'll manage without me.

Walks back over to the door to leave, grabs the handle, and opens it. Charlie sprints back after him and closes the door with her back, trying to block him from leaving.

Charlie: There isn't much time left for the hotel to prove itself-

Angel places his hands on his hips and waist, growing annoyed and facepalming, trying to remain calm before taking off his shades with one hand, and placing another on Charlie's shoulder.

Angel Dust: Dollface, it's my job. I know you want to fix everything but unless you can fix my boss, there's nothing you can do.

Charlie frowns at what he said Angel moves her out of the way to the door, opens it, puts his shades back on, and slams the door and leaves.

Charlie: Uuugh, why is this so hard? What am I doing wrong?!

Vaggie: Well, I mean... You're the princess of Hell.

Charlie: So?

Vaggie: So, you don't really use the power that comes with that, which I love about you, but maybe you can... I don't know, command a little more... Authority?

Charlie: *Whines* But that's so mean...!

Vaggie: It's not mean, exactly. It's... uh, aggressive kindness.

Charlie: Okay... I could be so aggressively kind to Angel's boss... That I convince him to let Angel spend more time at the hotel!

Vaggie: Sure, whatever gets you there, babe.

Y/n: I don't think that's a goodnight idea.

Vaggie and Charlie turn their attention to Y/n, who has serious expression.

Charlie: What do you mean, Y/n?

Y/n: There's a thing called boundaries, Charlie and in this case, it's a bad idea confronting Angel's boss after we don't know what he's capable of. I mean didn't you see, how nervous Angel became after receiving that call. You might as well, cause more problems for Angel than you are helping him.

Charlie: You don't know that, maybe Angel's boss is a reasonable person. Besides, I'm the princess of hell like Vaggies said. I mean who wouldn't listen to me?

Y/n: Ummm.....

Charlie: Y/n, if you're worried about Angel then come with me. We can both help him if that makes you feel comfortable.

Y/n: I don know...

Charlie then makes a cute begging face. Which cause both Vaggie and Y/n to blush at her begging.

Vaggie/ Y/n: *thought* Too cute!

Seeing no other choice, Y/n decided to agree.

Y/n: Fine. You win.

Charlie: Yay!

The both of them, then leave the hotel to go meet Angel's boss.

Timeskip...

Cuts to Angel working at the porn studio. Valentino supervises and Travis appears as a director.

Angel Dust: Ohhh! Daddy, I... uhhhh... Uhh...

Angel reaches behind and underneath one of the pillows and grabs a paper to re-read the script before scoffing.

Angel Dust: Do you really expect me to memorize this whole script?

Valentino: Just improv it. You think anyone watches for the dialogue?

Valentino points to Travis, who nervously smiles and shakes his head.

Valentino: Action!

A gang of four demons slam the door open and enter the room, preparing to initiate the sex scene as raunchy music plays.

Angel Dust: Oh, no. So many burglars... and only one me! Whatever shall I do?

Angel quickly glances back at the script before hiding it and setting it aside.

Angel Dust: I guess I'll have to do all of you!

One demon grabs and pins Angel to the bed.

Angel Dust: Ohh! So what are you gonna do ta' me...

Angel hears the door squeak open as Charlie and Y/n suddenly enters the studio. His eyes widen in a panic.

Angel Dust: Charlie, Y/n?!

Rocky: Uh, my name's Rocky.

Angel Pushes Rocky off of him and the bed, sitting up.

Angel Dust: No one gives a shit.

Charlie and Y/n look around the studio as Charlie was amazed by the scenery except Y/n, who felt uncomfortable mostly by the atmosphere.

Charlie: Oh, so this is where the magic happens!

As Charlie looks around she nearly bumps into a female Hellhound actor who just got done taking her bra off. Charlie blushes and shuffles back quickly and awkwardly from how close she accidentally was to her.

Charlie: Oh, wow, that is-

Y/n: Charlie-

The female hellhound notice Y/n, she lustfully smirk to herself as she fondle her breast together for him to see.

Female Hellhound: Want to have fun with me, big boy~

Y/n: I uhh...

This made Charlie jealous as she pulled him away from her. She then gasps and her blush disappears as she sees another male actor get slathered in mud.

Charlie: That is a lot..!

Angel then appears, putting on a robe and gently takes Charlie and Y/n by their hands diverting their attention while he still sounds panicked.

Angel Dust: What in the ever-loving fuck are two doing here?!

Charlie: I am the Princess of Hell, Angel, and I go where I please. *Whispering softly* I'm here to get you some time off for the hotel. Now, where's your boss?

Angel then look at Y/n.

Ange Dust: Why didn't you stop her!?

Y/n: She bribe me with her cuteness.

Just as Charlie looks around and is about to walk away, Angel tries to gently but firmly grab her by the hand and pulls her away, frightened.

Angel Dust: Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. You are going nowhere near Val--

Valentino: Angel! What is the fucking hold up?!

Angel Dust: I'm coming!

Valentino: Not off-camera, you're not!

Angel gently pushes Charlie and Y/n back towards the door and opens it as they stands there.

Angel Dust: *Panicked, talking fast.* Please, please, just wait, wait until I'm done working and we will talk about this, I promise. But first, you've guys gotta go-

Valentino then appears behind Angel as he flinches.

Valentino: Aaaah, Your Majesty!

Angel Dust: *Whisper* Oh, shit.

Valentino walks over to them making Angel more nervous.

Valentino: Welcome to my humble sex dungeon.

He pushes Angel behind him as he bends down and leans towards Charlie.

Valentino: What can I do for such a...

Valentino takes Charlie's left arm and pulls up her suit sleeve as he lecherously licks and slurps Charlie's arm, leaving a trail of his saliva. This made Y/n upset to see as it brought back more bad memories.

???: *Brief Flashback* What couldn't you mind your own business!

Charlie: *Grossed out.* Ah, uh, no, thank you.

Angel looks away, disgusted.

Valentino: Mm! Lovely specimen! You don't want a role, do you? Because I can make you a star, make us both richer than, well, your papito--

Charlie Backs away, shocked and disgusted.

Charlie: Fuck noooo! Uh, I-I'm sorry. I have come to aggressively, kindly speak with you about Angel.

Valentino stiffens slightly when she mentions that, eyes narrowed and an eyebrow raised in suspicion. Angel waves his hands and gestures for her to stop from behind him.

Charlie: Later, of course. I wouldn't want to stand in the way of your work.

Valentino then notice Y/n as he soon recognizes who he is.

Valentino: *surprise* You must be the infamous, Y/n! I heard so much about you from Velvette.

Y/n: You have?

Valentino: She told me and Vox, what you did during one of the overlords meeting. Not to mentioned how you looked when you were still alive~

Y/n shivered at the last sentence he said.

Valentino: So, I'm wondering if you be interested in joining us. Just imagine what you can get in return... power... money... all the sluts you can mess around with~ All can be yours if you join the Vees!

Charlie and Angel Dust couldn't help but look worried and concerned what Valentino is planning.

Y/n: Sorry, but I'm not interested. I'm staying with Charlie and everyone back at the hotel.

This made Charlie happy to hear but Valentino upset.

Valentino: I see...

Valentino snaps his head to the side, peering over his shoulder and scowls at Angel as he grows more worried.

Valentino: Well then, make yourself comfortable, Your Majesty, Y/n, and enjoy the show.

Motions the film crew back to the shoot as he walks back to his chair and sits beside Travis. Y/n glares at Valentino as he reminded him of someone.

???: *Brief flashback* Don't get involve if you know what good for you, kid.

Valentino: Well, let's take this shit from the top!

Travis: *Laughs* Action!

Angel Dust: Oh, wow, mister robbers. I sure hope you don't hurt me with those... Big guns of yours.

Rocky: Don't move, you spicy little, uuh, cock sleeve or else I'll...

Pans to Charlie whispering to the cameraman about the hotel as Y/n tries to pull her away.

Charlie: *whispering* We do trust exercises everyday in the morning...

Valentino: Cut! What the fuck is going on with this?!

Charlie: Ooh! I'm sorry... Were we too loud? I was just telling him about the Hazbin Hotel!

Valentino: Not at all, Princess!

Valentino glares and gnashes at Angel as he shrinks forward, uneasy.

Valentino: It doesn't bother me one bit...!

Charlie: You know, this scene feels awfully violent. If you want help with the script, maybe I can pitch some scenarios that are more whole-- woah!

Y/n: Charlie!

Charlie screams and trips over a cable and the electricity crackles. Y/n catches her before she fell as she quickly got back on her feet.

Charlie: Okay. Okay. Ah, ah okay.

She tries reaching to fix it but the cables and wires catch fire and begins to spread as she backs away from it. Angel and the four male actors are seen watching, eyes wide.

Charlie: That's on fire. That-that, that's on fire!

The crew and actors scream and flee while Angel remains on the bed, eyes wide, backing up against the pillows.

Angel Dust: Oh shit...

Everyone runs away screaming as the room burns down. Charlie tries to put out the fire but to no avail. The same for Y/n as he tries putting out the fire, only making it worse than before. Valentino glares at Angel Dust menacingly, believing he's the cause of this mess.

Charlie: Oh, god. Okay, uh, do you have any-

Charlie grabs the corner of furry carpet in an attempt to put out the flames. Valentino watches everything play out, eyes wide before he grits his teeth, standing up from his chair in annoyance.

Charlie: Can I get a fire extinguisher?

Y/n: Charlie, the fire keeps spreading!

Charlie: Oh, man!

Charlie takes off her suit jacket and begins swaying it up and down, trying to put out the fire, but still to no avail, as the screams and running continue.

Charlie: I am so sorry. I ruined your movie. I ruined your movie.

Angel watches everything as he sits on the bed, backed against the pillows, blinking with a mortified expression. His pupils shrink when he sees Valentino's dark figure standing still in the midst of the fire, glaring at him.

Charlie: Oh, my God. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm s-s-s-s-s-sorry! Noooooo!

Y/n: I'm just making it worse!

Valentino growls and flaps his wings once, extinguishing the fire in an instant. Angel gets off of the bed quickly, reaching underneath, grabbing and putting on his robe.

Angel Dust: Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck...

Charlie: Oh, my gosh, I am so, so, so, so sorry. I-- I can clean this up. I-- I can--

Valentino walks up to Charlie and bends in front of her to her eye level.

Valentino: Don't you worry your pretty blonde head about it. We have people for that.

Valentino then turns to Angel.

Valentino: Angel... can I see you in your dressing room for a moment?

Hearing that tone of voice, Y/n knew that meant trouble.

???: *Brief Flashback* I don't have a daughter. And whoever she is got what she deserves.

Angel runs off to Val, leaving a concerned Charlie and Y/n, who reaches to stop him. Angel enters the dressing room, worried and scared, as a fuming Valentino appears from behind the door, slamming it shut. He approaches Angel menacingly as he turns around with his hands raised up in defense.

Angel Dust: Val, I didn't know that--

Before Angel can continue, Valentino grunts in annoyance as he smacks the back of his hand hard across the side of Angel's face, giving his right eye a black eye. He stumbles back in pain, holding the side of his face with his hand as he tries to speak again.

Angel Dust: Val, I--

Angel grunts as Valentino grabs the collar part of his robe and holds him up close to his face, extremely pissed off.

Valentino: You really think you can have Lucifer's little bitch!

He throws Angel back, sending him colliding back against a chair that he anxiously shuffles around. He is visibly scared, gasping and panting out of breath.

Valentino: Fight your battles for you?!

Valentino growls as he walks closer to Angel, who is still trying to explain.

Angel Dust: Val, please, I'm sorry... She's--

Valentino: You bring her here to protect you?

He reaches his left arm out to Angel with his hand open to touch or possibly grab his chest fluff as Angel backs himself away in the corner of the room in fear, instinctively grabbing his robe to try and cover his chest.

Valentino: To fuck with me?!

Red cigar smoke circles around the back Angel's wrists like cuffs, binding them together. Valentino grabs Angel by the neck and forcefully drags him back before slamming and pinning him down to the couch, causing Angel to yell in pain.

Angel Dust: Val, stop!

Valentino: You think she can get you out of work?!

Angel Dust: No! No, that-- that-- that's not--

Valentino uses his free hand and runs and touches Angel's chest fluff. Angel's voice wavers.

Angel Dust: What I'm trying to do. I-- No--

Valentino growls and violently throws Angel to the ground, causing him to slide to a stop, gasping and grunting heavily.

Valentino: You know she can't do anything. Not even your flame headed friend.

Valentino manipulates his smoke into a ball before forming it into a chain wrapped around Angel's neck, lifting his head and body up to read his golden contract that's binding him to Valentino signed with his real name, "Anthony".

Valentino: I own you. Or have you forgotten that?

Angel Dust: *Sniffling and whimpering.* No...

Valentino vanishes the contract but still holds onto his smoke chain tightly.

Valentino: When I say "cum", you say?

Angel Dust: Yes, Valentino.

Valentino: When I say "You are fucking twenty guys before lunch," you say?

Angel Dust: *Voice deepening and breaking.* Yes, Valentino.

Valentino grabs the collar of Angel's robe and holding him up to eye level. Angel has a look of pure terror on his face.

Valentino: When I say "You better get that fucking C*** out of my studio!", you say?

Angel Dust: Uh, I...

Valentino digs his nails/claws into Angel's face, leaning in closer. His voice becomes much more aggressive.

Valentino: YOU, say?

Angel Dust: Look, V-Val, she just gets involved in everything. I-I'll tell them to leave. Just don't hurt her especially Y/n...! Leave him out of this, he still innocent!

Valentino grabs the collar of Angel's robe again and lifts him up off of the ground. Angel gasps and grunts.

Valentino: I have killed bitches for less than this attitude you're giving me. You're lucky you make me money! Now, you're going to go get rid of her,

He throws Angel to the ground, who catches himself from the fall. Points at him angrily.

Valentino: And then you are filming all night! Get me?!

Angel Dust: Yes, Val.

Valentino: Good. And don't worry about your flame headed friend, I got plans for him~

Angel Dust: Please, no.

Angel reaches his arm from behind him and manages to grab the door handle, opening it a little. Valentino suddenly grabs Angel by the robe, violently dragging him out of the dressing room as he gasps. The door slams and the mirror inside falls over, smashing and shattering.

Back to the studio, Y/n and Charlie can be seen waiting outside looking worried as Angel and Valentino come bursting out of the room.

Valentino: Alright!

Valentino throws Angel forward against the bed, and he manages to catch himself, rather weakly, in front of Charlie and Y/n. Their jaw drops and their eyes widen at what they just witnessed. Charlie turned her head to stare at Valentino, an expression of disbelief and anger on her face.

Valentino: Get your asses back on set, and we are taking this from the top!

Charlie, who is now furious, grows her horns as her eyes glow red and hair floats.

Charlie: *demonic, angry* What makes you think you can treat him like that?!

Valentino simply stands there, smug, with his arms crossed as Charlie approaches, but Angel stands in between them.

Angel Dust: Charlie! Just stop!

Charlie: Angel, what are you talking ab-

Angel Dust: Charlie, leave!

Charlie: But-

Angel Dust: I didn't want you to come here. I already asked you to leave and you didn't listen. You made things worse.

Charlie: I just wanted to help you-

Angel Dust: Well, you ain't! You actually want to help me?! Get the fuck out of here! Right now, and let me finish my work...

Charlie: I... I didn't... *Sobs.* mean to!

Charlie looks at the smug Valentino while Y/n could feel his anger building up within him.

CharlieI: I'm... I'm so sorry!

Y/n gently grabs Charlie's hand to calm her down before pulling her close to him.

Y/n: Let's go, Charlie. It obvious we're not needed here.

Y/n look at Angel with a blank expression.

Y/n: Angel... you remind me of someone I once knew as a friend. But at least SHE tried to get out of a bad situation similar like this.

Angel Dust: .....

Charlie sobs in Y/n's chest as they leaves the studio together. Angel looks disappointed in himself while Valentino laughs and chuckles lowly in satisfaction, approaching Angel from behind, putting his hands on his shoulders and leaning over his back.

Valentino: Good boy.

Angel resume his film with makeup applied to his face to cover his black eye.

Valentino: And... action.

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The Next Day...

Cuts to a worn out Angel Dust returning to the Hotel while groaning. Charlie awkwardly waves at him but is ignored. Angel drops himself on a stool next to Husks' bar as he cleans a glass cup.

Angel Dust: Eugh, I need a drink. The hardest you can make.

Husk: Hmm, You look like shit.

Angel Dust: Pfft, Not possible. Just a long shoot, nothin' new.

Husk rolls his eyes as soon as he pours the liquor. Angel snatches the glass and gulps down the alcohol but leaving a small portion spilled.

Angel Dust: Eugh, I said a strong one.

Husk: Excuse me. Didn't realize this was a "drinking to forget" kind of night.

Angel Dust: Oh, I forgot. You're the wise old bartender who's seen it all. Get the fuck over yourself and pour me real drink.

Angel uses the tip of his index finger and pours the full cup of alcohol.

Husk: Look, if you've got a problem, you're not going to find the solution at the bottom of a bottle. I should know, I've been looking there a long time.

Angel takes a deep breath, smooths his hair back and slips into his porn star persona.

Angel Dust: Oh sure, and where should I Iook? Hmm? In your bedroom, maybe? Under the covers? Maybe we can go look together.

Husk: Don't. Even start.

Angel Dust: Oh, c'mon, I bet I can make those wings flap!

Angel grabs one of Husk's wings, spreading it out before he wraps it around himself.

Husk pushes Angel off of him back onto the stool as the bottle of alcohol slips from his grasp and smashes onto the floorboards, spilling.

Husk: Stop! Fucking Christ! You can cut the act already. It's never going to work on me. So all you're doing is makin' an ass out of yourself with this fake bullshit.

Angel, now agitated and filled with rage.

Angel Dust shouts angrily as his pupils and freckles glow a dark neon magenta, taking the appearance of additional eyes. Angel gets up in Husk's face.

Angel Dust: Call me fake one more time, motherfucker! I dare you.

Husk leans close to Angel and uses index finger to poke his chest fluff.

Husk: Fake.

Angel Dust: Fuckin' asshole—!

Angel Dust accidentally bumps into the bar ceiling, holding his head with his hands as he falls back off of the stool and lands on the floor.

Angel Dust: Arrgh! God!

Husk Leans over the bar counter to stare down at him.

Husk: Ya done?

Angel Dust: Ya know what? You would be fucking lucky to get a chance to fuck me!

Throws the half broken bottle of alcohol at Husk but misses as Husk stares unamused and unimpressed.

Angel Dust: Ya know how much I'm worth? You know how many people would kill to have Angel Dust come onto them? Fuck you. Have fun being a lonely piece of shit!

Angel storms out of the hotel, pushing past Vaggie.

Vaggie: Woah-- The hell? Angel, where are you going?

Angel Dust: Out!

Slamming the door behind him, Vaggie looks back at Husk wondering what's just happened.

Vaggie: Husk, what did you do?

Husk: Made him a drink.

Charlie: Oh, no. He looks really upset.

Husk: It's just Angel. He'll be fine.

Charlie: I'm not so sure. I really messed up at the studio today and he got... Ugh, it was... It wasn't good, okay?

Vaggie tucks Charlie's hair behind her ear and gives her a reassuring smile, then turns to Husk.

Vaggie: *sarcastically* Gee, sounds like someone should go after him...

Husk just stares and blinks blankly.

Vaggie: Someone named "Husk".

Husk: Oh, you gotta be fucking kidding me. Why don't you go if you're so worried?

Vaggie: Because I'm not the one who sent him storming out. You caused it. You drag him back.

Charlie: No! No... Don't force him back. Just make sure he's safe. I pushed too hard earlier and... I only made things worse. Look, he'll come back when he's ready. I just don't want anything to happen to him until then.

Vaggie shoots a pointed look at Husk, who grumbles.

Charlie: Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go write one hundred apology letters and a lesson planned for tomorrow about... Boundaries.

Husk rolls his eyes and slumps forward while whining like a cat. Just as Husk leaves, Y/n came down stairs with his sword which made Vaggie and Charlie curious.

Vaggie: Where are you going, Y/n?

Y/n: I need to get some fresh air to clear my mind.

Charlie: Want me or Vaggie to come with you?

Y/n: No, it's ok. It's something personal, I'll be back soon.

Y/n leaves the hotel leaving the two confused and worried.

Vaggie: Since when did Y/n have personal issues?

Charlie: I don't know, he been quiet after coming back from the studio. I'm worried something is on his mind. Do you think he'll be ok?

Vaggie: Y/n is a tough guy and nicest person, I've ever met. I'm sure he'll tell us when he's ready, remember what you said earlier, "boundaries".

Charlie: Your right. I wonder if he still talking with my mom?

Vaggie: If he is, he'll let you know.

Later....

Cuts to Angel entering a bar. Husk follows behind with sirens blaring in the background. Angel sits at the bar with a gang of shark demons, snorting drugs.

Angel Dust: Oh, yeah.

As Husk enters the bar someone bumps into him which makes him growl and glare in their direction briefly until he hears Angel and the gang of sharks laughing.

Angel Dust: *Laughing* I'm so fucked up!

Husk sits at the bar counter, placing money down, and orders a drink.

Husk: Gimme a whiskey...

Bartender places a glass down and pours some before Husk grabs the bottle.

Husk: I meant the whole bottle, jackass.

The bartender stares at him silently before letting him have the bottle and takes away the glass instead as Husk drinks down the bottle.

Angel Dust: Haha, ya, ya, so I said "You couldn't afford me in a million afterlives." I got better options, right boys?

Demon: You got that right!

The gangsters laugh as Husk watches and snarls.

Angel Dust: Hey, baby, be a doll and bring me another one? Daddy's outta juice!

The demon is seen taking his and Angel's empty glasses by the bar counter as he sits down on a stool next to Husk who glares at him in suspicion as the bartender pours the liquor in the two glasses. The shark demons reaches into his suit and takes out some love potion/drug and pours it into Angel's drink making the color pink. Husk eyes widen as he watches and the demon gets up from the stool to return to Angel.

Husk: Son of a--

Demon: Here you go, darling. Just for you--

Just as Angel is about to reach for the drink, Husk appears from behind the demon and grabs him by the back of his suit, lifting him off of the ground as the drinks spill.

Demon: Woah!

Husk: Nice try, fuckhead.

Angel watches in surprise as Husk throws the demon across the room, causing him to scream and land headfirst into a jukebox as up temp music plays and another demon dodges. The rest of the gangsters take out their guns.

Husk: Let's go.

Husk grabs Angel's arm and pulls him behind him while he throws a stack of cards at the demons which cuts the barrels off their guns and cuts a net loose from the ceiling, immobilizing them.

Angel Dust: What the? Hey! H-h-hey, hey!

Husk drags Angel out of the bar.

Angel Dust: Husk! What the actual fuck are you doing here? Let go of me.

Husk: No. I'm takin' you back to the hotel.

Angel Dust: Get off!

Husk: That fucker put somethin' in your drink.

Angel Dust: You don't think I can tell if someone spikes my drink? I do this all the fuckin' time!

Husk: You just let people drug you all the time?

Angel Dust: You think I ask for it? I don't ask for any of this shit! I didn't ask to be this way. I didn't ask for Charlie to save me, I didn't ask for you to save me. I can handle myself.

Husk: Really? Because I just saw someone self-destructing. It seems like... I don't know... you might need a bartender to talk to.

Angel Dust: *Chuckles* Oh, so now you're going to act like you give a shit about me? You think after how you treated me, I'm gonna open up to you? Please.

Angel start walking away.

Husk: Maybe I'd treat you better if you were real, and not some bullshit version of yourself, always pushin' my boundaries! Lemme tell ya, nobody in that hotel cares who you are. How famous, how hot, so you might as well just... cut the act.

Angel stops walking, eyes widening before tears form in the corner of his eyes. He drops the Angel Dust persona completely.

Angel Dust: It's not an act!

Husk flinches back a bit and stares at Angel in shock.

Angel Dust: *Sobbing* It's who I need to be. And this... This is my escape. Where I can forget about it all! How much I hate... everything. A place where I can get high, and not have to think about how much it hurts. And maybe... If I can ruin myself enough in the process... if I end up broken, I won't be his favorite toy anymore...

Husk stands there listening and blinking as he frowns at what Anthony says. Holding his hands as his eyebrows furrowed and his ears and tail falter.

Angel Dust: ...and maybe he'll let me go...

Angel sits down on the sidewalk, curling up into a small ball with his legs close to his chest with his arms wrapped around them and his head buried into his knees.

Husk stares at Angel with sympathy and pity, then walks over and sits down the pavement near him.

Husk: *Sighs* I was an Overlord once, you know.

Angel Dust looks to Husk, who sighs, giving an assuring smile.

Husk: Yeah, and uh... It was nice to have that power. But when you're dealing in souls

Flashback...

The scene shows a younger Husk in his prime, sitting at a gambling table, smiling in Pride as he looks to his prize consisting of piles of money stacks, then spreading out his cards

Husk: While also being a gambler, the stakes are pretty high. And losing a few hands can be more than a little dangerous.

The cards backs progressively show Husk losing his bets, his expression getting sadder as the number of card patterns shrinks

Husk: So when you're down on your luck, you turn to anything to... keep you afloat.

A card appears on screen spinning in place, showing the pattern of a sad Husk, to an evil grinning Alastor, his ominous chuckling echoing in the background as it rains hundreds of playing cards.

Husk: Even making deals yourself.

A stack of cards fall into Alastor's hand, who holds them out in a fan, and grins at a worried Husk as he has stacks of poker chips surrounding him, signifying an unbeatable winning streak, voodoo symbols floating around him as the light is dimmer and more menacing on his half of the room.

End of Flashback...

Husk: So I know what it's like to... Regret the choices made... And knowin' ya can't take it back.

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The shark demons interrupt and furiously fire at Angel and Husk.

Demon: There he is! They're fucking singing?! Get 'em!

Husk: Oh shit! Stay down. I'll deal with this.

Demon: Hehe, you're fucking dead -

Husk kills each goon with relative ease using his cards, but had trouble with one goon jumping on his back, until Angel also pulls out one of his firearms and obliterates the demon.

Angel Dust: Eat lead, sucka!! I told ya. I can handle myself baby.

Angel pulls out 5 extra guns and begins fighting the rest of the demons with Husk until all the shark demons are reduced to blood and guts.

Shark demon: This did not go as planned...

Angel and Husk looking all banged up and covered in the goons' blood.

Husk: Well, that was something I didn't expect to see.

Angel Dust: Like I said, you don't know me. Sex ain't the only thing I'm good at.

Husk: Good to know, cause this guy ain't that bad.

Anthony smiles, and the two walk out of the street.

Later...

Angel and Husk return to hotel laughing together.

Angel Dust: He had like 3 bills, and it took him 30 minutes to count them. His eyes are so shit!

Husk: Hehe, and this is the guy you gotta take orders from?

Angel Dust: I know! What a fucking joke, right?

Charlie rushes to Angel in relief and hugs him tightly.

Charlie: I'm so sorry, Angel! I promise I won't ever, ever, ever, ever-

Angel Dust: Charlie, it's fine. I get it. Thanks... for caring about me.

Charlie weeps tears of joy. Angel picks her up and gives her to Vaggie.

Angel Dust: Ehh, I think this is yours.

Vaggie: Okay missy, let's get you to bed.

Charlie: He-he-he said he - for-forgave me! *inaudible cries* It's so beautiful, Vaggie...

Husk: Hey, how about that drink?

Angel Dust: You read my mind.

Before Husk and Angel could get a drink from the bar.

Vaggie: Hey, you two have you seen Y/n on your back?

Angel Dust: No, why?

Vaggie: Because he hasn't returned for a couple of hours ago.

Husk: He probably got lost, it's nothing to worry about. He can take care of himself!

Vaggie: But Y/n said he only wanted to take a walk to clear his mind. How the hell does he get lost by doing that?

As Husk and Vaggie argue back and forward, Angel remembers something what Valentino said to him.

Valentino: *Brief Flashback* And don't worry about your flame headed friend, I got plans for him~

Angel Dust: Oh, crap...! I believe Y/n is in trouble!

Vaggie/Charlie/Husk: What?!

Meanwhile....

Y/n can be seen tied up to a chair and barely gaining consciousness.

Y/n: Where am I...?

???: Morning, papi~

From the shadows, out stepped Valentino with a wicked grin on his face as two naked female hellhounds stand beside him.

Valentino: Let get the party started~