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More of a one-shot tbh

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"Sweet cheeks, help."

I heard a whisper from behind me as I washed the dishes in the hotel's kitchen sink.

Stopping mid-wash of a dish that appeared to have had every single side sauce possible coated all over it by a rude as hell guest, I turned around to be met face-to-face with-.

Wait.

Pause. Nevermind.

I was met face-to-chest with my bestie, my ride-or-die, great buddy, my pal.

....fatherfucking Angel Dust.

Now I say face to chest because he is significantly taller than I am.

When you arrive in hell, sometimes you grow a few, if not a lot of, inches taller/shorter than what you are on Earth. Angel towers over me by about a foot, which is a bit annoying if you're me because I am constantly running into his fluff if he's behind me.

...

Wait, where the hell did he get that?

"Why do you have that?"

"Isn't he adorable? I found him about to be chopped up and eaten at a street vendor and just had to save him. Anyways, that's besides the point. I need your help. Charlie and VeggieTales arent allowing animals besides your mutt into the hotel, and I need to hide this precious little thing from Vaggie's wrath. She might cook him for breakfast tomorrow." Angel bounced back and forth on his feet impatiently, clearly needing a quick and simple answer, so I gave him one.

"No. Absolutely not."

Angel Dust nodded his head in immediate gratitude before realizing what I had actually said. "Wait what!?!? No no no no no I need your help now! They went to the grocery store and will be back any minute!!!! Please just this once?" He was practically shaking in fear as he looked to the door, slowly sinking out of view from any oncoming guests and/or hosts.

"Angel, hun, I love you most dearly, no homo, but I'm not 'bout to get sent to double hell fer a damn garbage consumer if ya get caught and I, who I already know will, get dragged down with you." I turned back around and continued washing the dishes, my (f/c) wolf tail flicking back and forth as my (s/f/c) ears twitched in annoyance.

"I will buy you a (f/beverage) for the next four weeks if you help me hide this precious child!" I froze mid-scrub. A (f/beverage)? That was one of my favorite drinks. Dammit, Angel. You know the way to a hellhound's heart.

A cold grin spread across my face, the area around me darkening as i slowly turned back around. "Alright, fine. You got yourself a deal, fluff, but only if you make it five weeks instead of four." Angel nodded rapidly, anxious to keep the ball of flubber safe.

Quickly dropping my idea of getting chores done, I grabbed Angel's arm, one of the ones that weren't cradling the pig, which I kept away from me as much as possible, and dragged him to the elevator across the lobby.

"Sweet cheeks, you are a life savior."

I growled. "Don't make me bite you. I ain't doin' this fer you. I'm doin' this fer the future drinks." He waved me off as I pressed the elevator button for the floor I resided on and situated myself beside him, shoulders slouched and all, making me look a lot shorter than i actually am.