Hazbin and Helluva Shorts II

CherriDust

It was a beautiful day for turf wars. Explosions rocked the ground as gunfire rang out. The smoke cleared. Angel Dust and Cherri Bomb stood there grinning as bodies dropped. They high-fived and sped off to grab something to eat. Their dates usually included one or two stops to sew mayhem in the streets of Pentagram City. And, of course, they always made their reservations on time. Walking into a restaurant in a slashed-up jacket and dress riddled with bullet holes was quite the statement. But that was why both of their cars had an extra outfit in the trunk. They never failed to turn heads and catch when they stepped on scene. And they owned every countless jealous glare that came their way. It just came with the territory.

Another day, Cherri and Angel scouted areas for a new hideout and workshop. Their search took them to the limits of the Pride Ring. And that's where they struck gold. The couple came across an abandoned building. It was only a few stories tall. And judging from the layout, it had been an office building. Cherri found an underground laboratory that still had ample power. She grinned, thinking about how much she could spend perfecting her explosive craft. Meanwhile, Angel discovered that some computers still contained files. With a bit of hacking, he helped himself. This place was perfect for a hideout. The two made it a goal to renovate this place. The only real issue was the commute from their home. But it wasn't a deal breaker. And thus, a new lair was on the map within the month.