Angel on the Balcony

Chapter 1 - Back To The Hotel

( Camera pans down through rocky terrain before emerging into the violent blood red sky of the Pride ring, surveying over the many circles that adorn its realm. )

( Camera then shifts to the far side of Pentagram City and zooms in on a lone building, the infamous Hazbin Hotel. It stands alone on the outskirts, the hotels glittering and welcoming warm lights inviting even the most lost of sinners to find themselves in the idea of redemption. )

( Camera zooms in once more through the sixth floor hallway window, glass stained panels decorated with apple and circus imagery adorn it. )

( Angel Dust, returns back to the hotel from another long night of working for Valentino. As he climbs the steps to the sixth floor and passes by the intricate stained glass window, he pauses for a moment to look outside. )

Angel : Huh.. its kinda lookin' nice out to-night.. I think I'll take Nuggsey up to the balcony with me..

( Angel climbs the steps and continues down the hallway and stops at his door, then begins patting his body down looking for something. )

Angel : now where did I?.. I could'a sworn I just had em'...

( Angel starts to mumble to himself angrily )

Angel : Grrr... dove sono le mie chiavi?!...

( translation- where are my keys?! )

( Angel rummaged through his blazers many pockets, pulling out a baggie of cocaine, a vibrating butt plug and a picture of Nuggets with Husker before FINALLY pulling out a very rusted, very old key with a small chain that held a leather tag, decorated with the snake of Lucifer and the apple of Eden. Written upon the apple was - room number 69. He grinned to himself, it always made him smile looking at that " dumb " tag. )

( Angel pushes the key into the lock and jiggles it around before the old mechanism finally latches and allows him to open the door. It's rusted hinges squeaking as the door swings inside. Fat Nuggets is curled up in a luxury fur bed next to Angels tall standing and Mirrored glass Amoire and Dresser. )

( Fat Nuggets jolts awake at the sound of the hinges, delighted in predicting who has arrived. He stretches while still laying down in his bed before quickly lifting himself up and trotting over with an adorable butt wiggle to greet Angel Dust )

Fat Nuggets : * Excited and unintelligible squeaking noises in delight *

Angel : C'è mio figlio!.○ I missed ya' my baby boy..!, did you miss me, amore mio?. ●

( ○Translation- there is my son! )
( ● Translation- my love )

Fat Nuggets : * Even more excitable and unintelligible squeaking ensues as Nuggets wiggles his way in a Chaotic dance of happiness around Angels boots *

( Angel smiles to himself, so much happiness in such a tiny creature. He Coos at Fat Nuggets as he begins undressing, whipping off his clothes and heavy boots. with a deep and satisfying sigh of relief, he drops his things on the floor next to his already overflowing washing basket teeming with lingerie, matching blazers, gym wear and some unknown underwear of mysterious origins... " uhg, fuckin' Travis. " )

( He stretches his legs, along with his fluffy spider like toes. He is so self conscious of his hell form feet because of the rules of hell. In his living mortal life, his feet had been badly scarred by his father. When he died, the rules of hell when making his demon form decided to punish him through his self consciousness of his feet. )

Angel : mmm... it feels so good to get those big ol' fuckin' boots off my..feet...

( Angel looks at his feet momentarily before clicking his tongue angrily. Looking away he shoves his feet into soft slippers, finally able to breathe and feel relaxed again. He really hates his feet.. )

( Angel puts on matching black soft booty shorts and a crop top with the words " Hells Angel " written across in neon pink writing, he then turns to his full length mirror and sighs, smiling at his reflection. Not just because he was hot and he knew it, but because Nuggets was being Nuggets and excitedly vibrating with happiness in the background waiting oh so desperately to be held. )

( Angel chuckles to himself. )

Angel : Im' sorry baby, im all undressed now.. I'm here, up ya come!

( Angel opens his arms out for Nuggets and bends down low so the piglet can easily leap into his outstretched embrace, to which he does with lightening speed. )

Fat Nuggets : happily snorting away, shaking so hard with excitement he begins to squeal.

Angel : Whoa baby... shhhh... per favore abbassa il rumore.○ We don't wanna wake up Charlie and the others, even if you're so fuckin' cute right now that I could literally die again..

( ○ Translation- please keep the noise down )

( Angel turns to leave his bedroom with Nuggets in arms, he grabs a packet of pre rolled joints on his dresser before shutting the door behind him and Nuggets, proceeding down the hallway of the hotel and up the rest of the flights of steps to his favourite place to be alone in the whole hotel... the balcony on the roof. )

Chapter 1- Back to the Hotel... ^

Chapter 2- The Balcony.