Hazbin and Helluva Shorts II

Nitroglycerin

Nitro Fuse was sitting on the roof of a building. To be more specific, he was on top of Porn Studios. And he was waiting for a particular demon to leave. The wait was incredibly dull. But it'd be worth it. Valentina had been abusing her employees for far too long. And it was time for revenge. Today would be the last day anyone worked at Porn Studios. The cycle of abuse and exploitation had to end.

About an hour later, Angela Dust walked out with some of her coworkers. She glanced up. Nitro was watching. They nodded to one another. One by one, all the employees quickly left the building. They were all in on the plan. And Nitro was ready. But taking down an Overlord was no easy feat. They had spent months preparing for this moment. Angela had rallied her coworkers into mutiny. Anyone against the end goal of killing Valentina was eliminated. Nitro had crafted a special little bomb for this occasion.

Finally, the woman herself appeared. Valentina made her way through the parking lot and to her limo. As usual, the thought of her precious moneymakers was making her grin viciously. And Nitro hated it. Without any hesitation, he tossed his new creation. He wasn't worried about anyone getting caught in the blast. Even the limo driver was gone. It was time. Nitro threw his latest and greatest invention right at her go-go heels. A moment later, Valentina had painted her limo and the face of her HQ purple and red. Nitro grinned. It was some of his finest work yet. But the show wasn't over. He placed charges along the side of the building. And detonated them as his last act of the show. The grand finale was a beautiful sight.

Angela and her coworkers were watching from a distance and cheered. The explosions were visible from miles around. They were finally free from the tyrant. Her reign was finally dead and done. It was over. And the first thing they all did was party the night away to celebrate. It was a night of drinking, games, and shit-talking Valentina to their heart's content. Nitro watched his best friend laugh with her crew and couldn't help but grin. This was Angela's genuine smile. And he loved it. As she chatted away, he brought her another drink. Seeing him approach, her friends excused themselves with a smirk. They knew Angela had a crush on him. It was no secret. And this was the perfect chance. Nitro stuck up a conversation and offered her a ride home, which she gladly took with the intent of hooking up. And he had the same thing in mind.