Helluva Boss x Reader Oneshots: Vol. 2

🔞 Stolas x Male Reader: The Butler

"You're retiring, and you didn't have the decency to tell me?!" Stolas yelled, saddened to see Boxley packing the last of his things.

"With all due respect sire, I have tried to tell you for almost a week. I made the mistake of trying to speak with you during your duties however, you were so enthralled with your work you paid me no mind."

"Is that why you're leaving, because I 'don't pay you any mind'? Because of my outlandish demands regarding Blitzy? Or is it...?" The butler sighed, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder.

"Stolas, it has nothing to do with you. I'm at that age, it's high time a new face took charge of these halls."

"But...I've known you since I was a child. You're more than a servant to me, you know that right? The way you looked after me, you're practically family. And you've done the same with Via, did you tell her about this?"

"I did, however her reaction was more heartbreaking. After yelling at me she cried in my arms for almost an hour. I'll never forget the nights I've tucked her in when you couldn't, the stories I've read to her..." he sighed, looking up at the portrait of the princess "Helping you raise her reminded me too much of my younger days with you. For that I thank you, although she may come off as crude, she's still just as bold as her father." Stolas smiled at his response, nearly on the verge of tears as he hugged him.

"You've been a great friend to me Boxley, thank you so much for your time here. However you can at least tell me about the bird taking your place. Not that he will ever live up to your exquisite performance here." the prince demanded, making him laugh.

"That's the part I think you will like sire, my replacement is a promising young apprentice I've been training. And he happens to be an imp, I had a feeling that little detail would tickle your fancy." he teased, making him blush.

"Honestly Boxley, and you say my habits of teasing you were cruel. Just because I toy around with Blitzy, it doesn't mean I have a fetish for imps." he argued, Boxley flashing him a skeptical look.

"What about your brief affair with that maid? She was an imp."

"Er, I-I was 18 at the time! And how was it an affair, Stella and I didn't even know each other when that happened!"

"Still a lower romance none the less, poor girl was terminated when your father found out. And what of the chef that I caught you with a few years after? Wasn't that your first time with a male imp, I believe he seduced you."

"Alright, I see your point! Ugh, I definatly won't miss your flustering comments, that is for certain."

"I only do it because I care about you, that and it was always amusing to ruffle your feathers every now and then." he laughed.

"Why you...! Fine, I'm only letting you have that because it's your last day here. Now when is this apprentice of yours supposed to arrive?"

"He will be arriving in a cab very soon, for now best I say my goodbye's to the rest of the staff. I'm certain most of them will be crushed to see me leave."

"You were like a leader to them, it's understandable...Also have they met this young man yet? You never mentioned his name either."

"Oh, I haven't? Here I am trying to talk him up and I neglected to tell you his name. It's (F/N) (L/N), as I said he's a fine young man. Diligent, respectable, and quite punctual. He should be arriving right about..."

"Boxley! Box...Oh, there you are. Your taxi just pulled up, along with your...replacement..." the maid sighed as she hugged him.

"Now now Emma, we all knew this day was coming. Where are the others, still doing their work?"