Hazbin Hotel is Vizipop's creation. I only own my OC the Doe-Eyed Killer Josephine Grace, and any not canon characters, nothing else! Nor do I own the artwork you will see within this story all rights go to the artists!
Also a few villains, one mor...
"Soooo Queen Lilith...how's the whole 'bun in the oven' plan of yours going over with the King? Can we expect to see a little heathen running around while we're in the middle of our meetings, or are you both still even trying anymore? It's been how many 🤬 eons now and still nothing to show for it? Honestly, I'm surprised, with how—salacious—you both are all the time I'm surprised you don't have a thousand little heathens running around the palace—gah!"
Blood splattered the table and floor as Lilith violently tore out Satan's tongue and then stuffed it down his throat. Lucifer watched in a stoic silence, the only giveaway to his rage being the glass windows cracking when Lilith stormed out of the meeting room in sobbing fit of tears. She was followed shortly afterwards by Rosie, who was still technically Lilith's chief adviser. She excused herself after getting a nod of approval by Lucifer to leave.
The other Princes were silent as Satan managed to get his own tongue out from his throat and was hacking up blood as his wounds slowly healed when he worked on reattaching his own tongue!
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Lucifer slowly stood up with a hauntingly intense gaze that had the other Princes gulping in dread. Satan was oblivious.
Lucifer glared at Satan and casually grabbed his cane. He slowly walked over towards Satan. The normal clicking sound of his cane against the tile floor was muffled, but each time the cane touched the floor another ten cracks were added to the windows. His anger grew the closer he got to the Prince of Wrath.
He stopped behind Satan, who's back was turned and listened to Satan's ranting as he finally reattached his tongue.
"What the 🤬 is wrong with that Succubus Queen? Grahhhh does she have any idea how inconvenient it is to has to reattach your own 🤬 tongue? Oh 🤬 Hell, it's no wonder there's no 🤬 heirs yet! She's a 🤬 bitch!"
The room suddenly turned dark as all the light faded, even the outside light was non existent now. The foreboding darkness reminded Satan of where he was in that moment, and of who he had just insulted...in the presence of a being who doesn't give two shits about what you do in Hell—so long as you treat his wife like a 🤬 Queen.
Lucifer — King of Hell.
Aka. Morning Star/Light Bringer...
Aka. The only light source in the room.
Satan gulped as he felt the presence of someone behind him. He sighed and cursed over accepting his fate. "Oh 🤬 Hell..."
"Oh 🤬 Hell indeed. Sadly it would seem that I've failed to hear you Satan. Care to say all that again? But this time, I want you to say it to my face."
