Hells Chef (fem!Hazbin hotel & Helluva boss x Male reader)

Chapter 18

Hey there, another long one. Hope you enjoy.

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"Man this sucks." Another day, another sad existence. I was back at the bakery, we were closed since Ava had some errands to run, doing the usual. Mopping the floor and thinking about my life. Now you're wondering, "where's Sophia or Alastor or Niffty or Husk?" Well, Sophia didn't feel like getting up so she just stayed home. Alastor did what she usually does and disappeared with Niffty on her shoulder and Husk was at the casino I'm sure playing poker and getting drunk. So today I have to entertain myself. ".... I don't know what to do." Alright entertaining myself is very hard, we don't have a T.v. neither do I have any games on my phone. I mean I could play with my tail but I'm not some fucking dog nor am I a cat... well maybe I could play with it a little. "..." I move my tail a little in front of me and watch as it sways back and forth. I grab it a couple of times and not going to lie, this is a little fun. I never knew something so simple could be so fun to do. *Knock Knock* Who the yack is at the door? When I look up I see a girl with two long pigtails with a giant grin on her face pointing at the door as if I am supposed to let her in. I walk over and point to the "closed" sign to which she smacks her head, laughs, and then proceeds to try and break the window. Yes, she is trying to break in. I do the most rational thing to do in this situation, call Ava. "Aaaavvvva someone's trying to break into the store." A long sigh comes from the other side of the call, "what do they look like?" I look back at her and study her face and body, "Short, has a black, velvet, and white tea-length dress with short puffed sleeves including various heart designs and velvet lace at the bottom. Some fingerless gloves that," Ava cuts me off. "Is this person a she and have two really large pigtails and a white eyeliner over both her eyes?" I check and she does, "yes she does." Another long sigh is heard, "you can let her in, just don't let her into the pantry. Just make whatever she wants and kick her out." Alright, that sounds easy, she sees me start walking towards the door and follows me with that same giant grin. 'This woman is starting to scare me.' The second I unlock the door she slams it open and runs to the back. "Finally!" Before she can open the door I pick her up by the back of her shirt. "You're not going anywhere near the pantry you weirdo." She starts giggling like a maniac, "come on come on please!?" No, I sit her down and she instantly pulls out her phone. "Can you make this?" She shows me a photo of a cake I had made a little while ago. "Yeah sure." Nice, this takes about 45 minutes this shouldn't be hard. I head towards the back and hear her get up, when I turned around she had the display counter open reaching for a cupcake. We lock eyes, I think she got the message and backs away to her seat. 'Why do I feel like the moment I turn my back she's going to get out of that chair again.' I turn around and wait for her to move, on queue I hear her get up again. Before I can turn around she wraps her arms around my neck, "cheese!" She takes a selfie of us then runs back to her chair and starts doing god knows what on her phone. "That woman has more energy than Niffty."

"I'm not drinking that." She pushes it in my face a little more, "come on, a little won't hurt. My friends have it all the time and they're fine." I neither know her friends nor do I ever want to know them if they're anything like her. After baking the cake she gave me some money but didn't have enough, so she decided to pay me with some strange pink liquid. "Look, just take the cake, it's fine." She starts laughing again, which she has been doing a lot, then pats my back. "Come on buddy! How else am I supposed to pay for this cake? Unless you want something else, if so I have a friend who's good at blo—." Yeah, I'm stopping that there, guess I'm drinking the weird liquid. I chug it down and regret it instantly, my mouth, throat, lungs, and liver felt like they were on fire. "W-What was t-that?!" She looks at the bottle then starts to sweat, "oopsie, gave you the wrong bottle." Why didn't she check it first?! Why didn't I check it first?! The feeling intensified as I tried to breathe, I started coughing and soon lost all control of my body and started shaking uncontrollably. "Well, this isn't good. I don't have anything for that at the current moment." It wasn't long before blood started rushing to my nose and lungs, before long I passed out.