✔GETAWAY CAR | Angel Dust x Reader |(Hazbin Hotel)

Chapter I. "When I Met You"

(I know you skipped the intro)

1931

Jazz music boomed across the dance floor and people were dancing wildly but in sync with the melody as they clicked their heels on the smooth wooden floor.

Besides music, the chattering was also heard. Conversations about their lavish homes, husbands/wives, and of course money. While the upperclassmen danced the night away, lower classes were hidden in plain sight, being told that their only purpose is to follow orders.

"Y/N dear, what are you doing? You can't be out here! You'll get punished!" Your auntie reprimanded whilst dragging you back to the kitchen

Pulling your hand back from her, you argued "But it's not fair, we're humans too aren't we? So why can't we enjoy music, dances, and warm meals like they do?"

Your aunt gave an apologetic look before crouching down at you "I know this is hard for you my dear, but serving in this house is the only thing keeping us alive...If we lose this job there might be no more chances of us becoming like them so please stay out of trouble?" And with that, she kissed the top of your head and went back to work.

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To cool your mind, you headed to a secret entrance in your quarters that leads to the garden.

Perks of being a servant was you can go anywhere, well except for the Madame/Master's room without permission.

Running your hands through the water from the fountain, you spoke your thoughts out loud.

"There's no equality in this world, the rich become richer and the poor become poorer. While they sit tight beside their fireplaces, we need to get beaten just for a loaf of bread" You huffed, tossing a stone into the water with every word

"That's rough, buddy" A voice said from behind

"Z-Zuko?" (Sorry I had to)

"I don't know who the fuck that is but I'm not Zuko"

Behind the bushes revealed a tall boy who looked a little older than you, He had dark eyes, platinum blonde hair, and light skin. Based on his attire you could see that he was an upper class.

"Didn't mean to startle ya" He mumbled as he spat his toothpick

"I-Is there anything I can do for you, sir?" You asked him shyly

He let out a loud cackle before he shook his head 'no' "I just wanted to be alone, people are too fucking loud in there"

You were taken back by the word he said, you've heard a few men say it but not a boy like him.

"What? Never heard the word 'fuck' before?" He queried

"No but anyways, I'll leave you be..." You slowly nodded before beginning to walk away but you stopped in your tracks as he grabbed you by the shoulder

"I know I said I wanted alone time, but a little company won't hurt" He assured, pulling you next to him on a bench

"Mistress might fire me and my auntie if she sees me here with you"

The boy rolled his eyes and scoff " Calm your ass will ya? We're not in the 15th century or anything, I can talk to you whenever I want"

"Who are you?" You raised your eyebrow

"The name's Anthony and you?"

Giving a small smile, you said "I'm Y/N"

"So Anthony, what family are you from?" You curiously asked

"Unfortunately I can't tell you, but I can tell you a little about me" He grinned then began to tell you about his likes and dislikes, his love for the color pink and animals

It was more fun having a conversation with someone who was (almost) the same age as you, Even if you had just met this boy 15 minutes ago, you already felt like his best friend.

Sadly, your conversation was cut off by someone calling out to Anthony.

"Tony! Papà ti sta cercando (Tony! Dad is looking for you)" said a high pitched voice

"Sarò lì! (I'll be there)" Anthony yelled back

"Looks like you have to go" You sighed sadly

"Chin up buttercup, this isn't goodbye" He reassured, pushing himself off the seat

Suddenly, he grabbed your hand and placed a light kiss on it.

"We'll meet again, amore" and with that, he ran off leaving you puzzled and flustered