There was a big part down at Rough n' Tumbleweed Ranch this weekend, and everyone related to the family was also invited. Striker wasn't family, nor had he married into it. However, he had been a valuable employee and got a pass. Personally, he wasn't big on parties. It was more of Verosika's gig. But he couldn't refuse. So, they packed some bags for the trip and headed off Friday evening. Millie and Moxxie were already there, along with Blitzo and Loona. Thankfully, Joe and Lin had fully equipped guest quarters near the main house.
Things kicked off right after breakfast. Millie's brother Salvador was cooking and had the table set. After fueling up, everyone headed out. The main barn was decked out with a dancefloor, stage, and decorations. Striker somehow felt at home. Just being back in the fields took him to when he was a mere ranch hand working from dawn to dusk. As he reminisced, Verosika kissed his cheek and took his hand. He couldn't help but smile. But having a moment would have to wait. They were the entertainment, and music didn't play itself. She changed into a more Western look, which made him go crazy inside. Sadly, fun had to wait too. Striker followed his wife to the stage. Of course, Verosika knew he was staring at her. They practiced a new number they had quickly composed just for this party.
As night fell, the real fun began in the main barn. Joe and Lin took the stage and thanked everyone for coming. It was finally time to throw down. The tables were full of food and drinks, all kinds of games were ready to go, and the dance floor was ready for stomping. Striker and Verosika were on point on stage. And they delivered. They started the night with classic folk music, line dancing, and square dancing. Every demon hit the dance floor. Working on a ranch was difficult. But that didn't mean they never had fun.
After the party ended and everyone turned in for the night, Striker and Verosika were still away. They were somewhat nocturnal and preferred to stay up for a while. And there was only one thing on his mind. Without a word, he swept his wife off her feet once she dried off after a shower. While he was usually a patient man, this was one thing he couldn't wait for. Verosika didn't need to ask. She giggled and kissed him as he carried her to bed. Fortunately, each guest room was far apart. Because a determined man doesn't stop until he succeeds.

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Hazbin and Helluva Shorts II
FanfictionThis is a collection of shorts inspired by the YouTube series Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss made by VivziePop with the help of an army of creative talent in addition to her own. All fanart, fanmade music, fanmade animations, and ocs (original charac...