Always Your Shadow (Hazbin Hotel X Male OC)

Chapter 4

Inside the Magne Family Limo

As we see inside the Limo is Angel playing with the limo's window roller with Damien is petting one of his pets while Vaggie is glaring at Angel.

Angel Dust: *taking notice* ...What?

Vaggie: "What?", WHAT?! What were you DOING?! *rips off her hair*

Angel Dust: *sighs* I owed my girl buddy a solid! Isn't that a "redeeming quality"? Helping friends with stuff? *rolls eyes*

Vaggie: Not with turf wars that result in territorial genocide!

Angel Dust: Eh, you win some, you lose a few hundred. Ehahahahahah! *Inhales* It wasn't that bad, anyway. *proceeds to play with the car window roller*

Vaggie: *Throws a knife at the button*

Angel Dust: Aw, come on! I had to! My credibility was on the line! I mean, what kind of reputation would I have if people found out I was tryna go clean? It just throws out my entire persona!

Vaggie: Your credibility? What about the hotels?! Your little stunt made us look like a fucking joke!

Angel Dust: *scoffs* No, no, no, babe. Jokes are funny! I made you look... uh, sad! And pathetic! Like an orphan... with no arms... or legs... Oh! With progeria! Great! Now I'm bummed thinkin' about it! *starts looking around the limousine* This thing have any liquor?

Vaggie: Can you please just try to take this seriously?

Angel Dust: Fine, I'll try. Just don't get your taco in a twist, baby!

Vaggie: Was that you trying to be sexist or racist?!

Angel Dust: *groans* Whatever pisses you off more. Is there seriously no liquor in here?!

Damien: Unfortunately no there isn't.

Vaggie: I'm gonna kill 'em.

Angel Dust: Too late, toots. Wait! Would that make me double dead? Hah, and where exactly do I go? To Double Hell? Hahahahahahahaha! Sorry, you're stuck with me, bitch. Get used to it

Vaggie: Come mierda malparido!

Angel Dust: Listen, who cares if some jack-offs got hurt? Most of 'em are ugly freaks. Look around! You got a bunch a fuckin' harlequin-looking babies down here! *laughing*

Vaggie: You're one to talk.

Angel Dust: Hey! This body is flawless! Everyone wants summa me, and I've got the creepy fan letters to prove it!

Vaggie: Grrr...

Charlie: That was really uncool, y'know, Angel.

Vaggie: "UNCOOL"? After that train-wreck, there is no way anyone is gonna wanna stay at the hotel! All thanks to you and your selfish bullshit!

Angel Dust: Does that mean I don't have a free room anymore?

Vaggie: *motions "What do you think?"*

Angel Dust: *snaps finger* Ah, well shucks.

Vaggie: And what about you got anything to say, Damien.

Damien: Nope nothing it didn't go well but also it is Katie Killjoy and she is always a bitch.

Charlie: Hey, come on. We don't know if things are over yet! Try to relax, Vaggie. *puts a hand on Vaggie's left shoulder* I-it'll be okay!

Vaggie: *smiles at Charlie*

The limousine arrives at the hotel as the hotel door opens, revealing a very old and dirty establishment. Damien went to his room to get some rest while Vaggie went and slumped to the couch.