???: So, are you finally awake, Angel Dust? 

Angel Dust wakes up in a dimly lit room, tied up to a chair. He tries to budge free, but fails. 

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

His kidnapper holds a knife to his face. 

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

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

The kidnapper grabs the porn star off the ground by the neck. 

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

Angel Dust: Do your worst....

He rips open his shirt and proceeds to engage with sex. 

(Y/N): Why the hell are we watching this?! 

Yeah, it turns out Angel was showing you all this porn film he made. 

Twilight and Sunset: (closing their eyes) NO! NO! NO! 

Charlie and Sir Pentious are both disturbed, Vaggie is sitting there pissed off, and Niffty is just enjoying it. 

(Y/N): NO! NIFFTY! 

Angel Dust: You should know, Handsome, this performance won me a Sexi award. 

(Y/N): (sarcastically) Yeah, congrats. 

Charlie: It's uh ... very ... honest? 

She turned away, completely nauseous. 

Vaggie: That is so gross! 

Angel Dust: (on the TV) HARDER, DADDY! 

(Y/N): Okay, that's enough! 

You turned it off. 

Angel Dust: What?! You said it 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:  Ya know, not a very convincing interrogation scene.

Angel Dust: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! 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: HEY! Fuck you! This is classy art. 

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. (pointing to Sir Pentious) That one. That one is an insecure buffoon whose lonely ass watches you idiots sleep! (points to Charlie) The Princess is a bleeding heart who cares more about everyone's problems except her own. 

Charlie: Oh, come on, I ... pfft. No! 

Husk: (points to Vaggie) This one judges everyone and everything because she hates herself. 

Vaggie: (frowning) Ugh. 

Husk: (points to a smiling Niffty) Niffty, you don't even want to know what her deal is. 

Sunset: To be honest, those are floodgates we don't want to open. 

Angel Dust: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Kitten's got claws. Meow! 

Husk backs away from Angel's grasp and angrily points at him. 

Husk: And then there's you! don't get me started, I see right through you and all this bullshit and how much of a phony you are! 

Angel Dust: Me? I'm a pony? Wow, I had no idea. Maybe that's why I'm an actor, dumbass. And- 

His phone vibratees. 

Angel Dust: Hold that thought. (answering phone) Yeah? I ... no ... I ... but ... uh ... yeah, I'll be right there. (hangs up) Well, looks like Val needs me for an ... emergency shoot. 

Husk: Yeah, sure. 

Angel Dust: You know what? Fuck yoU! I don't give a shit what some drunkass bartender thinks about me! So why don't you just crawl back to your cave, you porn critic! 

Angel flips off Husk and storms off, while the cat bartender growls at him. 

Charlie: Angel! You can't leave yet! We haven't finished our exercises for teh day! 

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

He leaves the hotel. 

(Y/N): This is not good. 

Twilight: What is it, (Y/N)? 

(Y/N): We're going to have a talk with Angel's boss. He's in trouble. 

Soon... 

Angel is working at Valentino's studio. 

Angel Dust: Do you really expect me to memorize all of this? 

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

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

Angel Dust: Oh no! So many burglars! And only one me! Whatever shall I do? I guess I'll have to do you all! 

One grabs Angel and pins him to the bed. 

Angel Dust: Ooh! So what are you gonna do ta' me? 

At that moment, you, Twilight, Sunset, and even Charlie enter the studio as you kick the security guard down. 

Angel Dust: HUH?! Wait, what are you guys doing here? 

Charlie: Oh, wow, that is- 

Twilight: Charlie, just don't look. 

Angel Dust: What the ever-loving fuck are you dipshits doing here?! 

Sunset: You're really going to talk to people who are being backed up by the Princess of Hell? She has the highest authority here. 

(Y/N): Angel, where the hell is your Boss? 

He began to tense up as Valentino was calling out. 

Valentino: ANGEL! WHAT'S THE FUCKING HOLD UP?! 

Angel Dust: I'm coming! 

Valentino: Not off camera, your'e not! 

He begins to push you all out. 

Angel Dust: Look, just wait until I'm done working and we will talk about this, but- 

Valentino: Oh, hello your Majesty. 

Angel Dust: Oh shit. 

Valentino appeared behind him. 

Valentino: Welcome all to my humble sex dungeon. 

Sunset: Yea, classy, Moth Man. 

Valentino: THE FUCK YOU SAY TO ME YOU STUPID BI- 

You punched him in the face! 

(Y/N): NEVER! TALK TO HER LIKE THAT, YOU SELF-RIGHTEOUS ASSHOLE! 

Valentino: YOU- (calming down) How lovely. Tell me, you people come for a role? Because I can make you all stars. Even more than this chica's papito. 

(Y/N): FUCK NO! 

Charlie: We're here because, well ... it's about Angel. 

Valentino stiffened slightly and raised his eyebrow in suspicion. 

Angel Dust was desperately telling you guys to back off. 

Charlie: Well, later, we don't want to get in the way of your work. 

(Y/N): I would! What the hell are you doing to him?! 

Angel Dust: Seriously, don't anger him! 

Valentino: Come on, amigo, make yourself comfortable. Enjoy the show. Okay, people, let's take this shit from the top! 

Twilight: I do not like this guy one bit. 

(Y/N): How the hell did Angel get roped in with a monster like this guy? 

Director: Action! 

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

As the film goes on, Charlie begins to speak up. 

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!

She trips over a wire and the electricity crackles. 

Charlie: Oh, don't worry, I can fix it. 

She tries to fix it, but the acbles nad wires catch fire and it begins to spread! 

Charlie: OH NO! THAT'S ON FIRE! I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY! 

The crew and actors begin to scream and flee as you start fixing it. 

(Y/N): I got it. Though, I don't think I can fix this studio. 

Valentino growled in anger. 

Angel Dust: Oh, fuck! Oh fuck! 

Valentino: Don't worry your pretty blonde head about it. We have people for that. (angrily) Angel, can I see you in your dressing room for a moment? 

Angel enters the dressing room with a pissed off Valentino following in. 

https://youtu.be/zgxm2DXiEVE

Play from beginning to 1:28 (Also Val and Angel also talk about you and all the girls) ... 

(Y/N): HEY! STOP! LEAVE HIM ALONE! 

Charlie: WHERE DO YOU GET OFF TREATING HIM LIKE TH- 

Angel Dust: JUST STOP! 

Sunset: Angel, stop being so dismissive, we came here to hel- 

Angel Dust: I DIDN'T FUCKING ASK FOR HELP! YOU GUYS JUST HAD TO MAKE THINGS WORSE! IF YOU REALLY WANT TO HELP, LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE! 

Charlie: But... Angel- 

You glared at Valentino, who smirked evilly. 

(Y/N): Listen here, asshole! I'm watching you, if you even think you can get away with owning and putting Angel through hell as your slave, then you're going to learn what fear is! 

Valentino: Hahahahaha, I doubt it, Chico. 

You punched him in the face and left. 

(Y/N): Let's go, girls. 

They leave as Valentino got up and swore in Spanish. 

Valentino: Mmmm ... Action. 

Angel Dust starts to perform. 

https://youtu.be/AFks2cyqQGs

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