Helluva New Life(Helluva Boss x Hazbin Hotel x male reader)

Harvest Moon Festival

[Scene opens up to a sunlit exterior of Stolas's mansion. A sigh of contentment from big birb is heard. Blitzø shown lighting a cigarette on Stolas' bed and folds his arms behind his head.]

Stolas: [Arms tied up] "I'm sorry for having to move our little rendezvous early. I have an engagement this month on the full moon."

[Stolas is shown wearing a ball gag and harness, his hands tied to the headboard with rope.]

Blitzø: "When this happens, it's not really something I fuss about..."

[He uses cigarette to burn rope, freeing Stolas, who takes Blitzø's cigarette from him and takes a long drag of it.]

Blitzø: "But, do you really need the book for this farm bullshit? I have, like, fifteen new clients waitin' for heads to roll."

Stolas: "As shocking as it may seem, Blitzy, my grimoiiiiiire is actually incredibly important. And it isn't supposed to be lent out to itty-bitty Imps like yourself."

[Stolas puts out the cigarette in one of Blitzø's horns and pinches his cheek before Blitzø shoves him away.]

Stolas: "The Harvest Moon is a very special occasion! It's been my annual duty to showcase it in the Ring of Wrath. It's celebrated by a very charming little festival with the locals."

[Blitzø pulls a feather out of his mouth in disgust.]

Blitzø: "Wrath, huh? Some of my employees are from there. I've never really been. I hear it's full of inbred chucklefucks."

Stolas: [Sits up] "Oh! Why don't you all join me at the festival? I can guarantee you all..."

[Stolas pulls the covers over his head and his head appears near Blitzø's crotch.]

Stolas: "...special access~" [Chuckles]

Blitzø: "Look, I told you, we're not bodyguards. Okay? That was a one-time thing we did badl- well I guess (Y/n) did his job, but still we're killers not bodyguards! Fuck I said that twice!"

[Stolas stands up with the covers on his head. He does a playful owl head tilt.]

Stolas: "I'm simply offering a work-free day of fun! I feel quite safe at the Harvest Festival. It's the same every year."

Blitzø: "Well if you promise this isn't some fuck fest invite, it does sound like it could be a blast and a half. Plus, it's not like we can do jack shit without your book anyway."

Stolas: [Baby voice] "Aww, I'm sowwy your clients will have to wait..."

Blitzø: [Waves a dismissive hand] "Oh, fuck my clients!"

[At the same time the camera pans over to Octavia's room where a very sleepy and very cute Octavia is snuggling up to (Y/n), who is slowly waking up]

(Y/n): [Rubbing his eyes and stretching a bit, doing his best not to wake Octavia] "Mmmngggh." [Sighs] "Fuck I don't want to go to work."

Octavia: [Mumbling] "then don't." [She hugs him closer] "Just stay in for today."

(Y/n): [Looking at her and rubbing her back soothingly] "I would really love to baby, but I don't want Blitzø being a shitstain about not being at work tomorrow."