One morning in Stolas's palace, Octavia, a teenage owlet who's seventeen years old, and her little brother Dagon were waking up by their parents fighting. Dagon is a four-year old, and he's an albino demon boy with white hair, red eyes, a pair of leathery wings for flying, an imp tail, and horns. He wears a dark red shirt with a crown on it, black shorts and a pair of red and black sneakers. Before he and Octavia can go to the kitchen to have breakfast, Octavia puts on her earbuds on and listens to some music on her iPod, and Dagon just puts on earmuffs.
Stella: You are a God damn embarrassment just like our pathetic excuse of a son Dagon! I'm not spending another moment, looking at your pathetic, hybrid bat, fucking face!
Dagon doesn't like Stella at all, he sticks out his tongue at her as she storms out of the kitchen while she's screams and destroying everything and Stolas turns to his children.
Stolas: Goodbye morning Octavia and Dagon
Dagon: Morning, Mommy!
Stolas picks Dagon up and gives him morning kisses and asks his adopted son in his baby voice "did mommy's little demon prince sleep well?" Before Dagon could answer that, Octavia says,"It was great until you and Mom started fighting again. "
Stolas: You know what I haven't done in a long, long time? I haven't taken you kids to your favorite place in all of Hell. Why don't we go to Loo Loo Land?
Dagon: Loo Loo Land?! I love Loo Loo Land!
Octavia: Not me, I'm not five anymore.
Stolas: You always were so happy when I took you and Dagon to Loo Loo Land when he was a baby. What do you say we go there again, have a day just the three of us.
Octavia: I rather kill myself.
Dagon: I rather get out of the house and away from Stella as possible.
Stolas: There we go, anything but staying in this house now I'll arrange our security.
Octavia: Security for a theme park?
Stolas: We're rich and we're hot, people want our money and our bodies.
Dagon: It's a good that I'm not old enough for them to want my body... but they might want me when I turn five next week.
Stolas: As long as I'm around my sweet little prince I won't let anyone harm you and Octavia, now I'm calling the only hybrid who can f###k me!
Octavia: What?
Dagon: Uh... he said who can protect us, right Mom?
Stolas: Yes! That's exactly what I said. Being part of the Goetia family is rather valuable, you know.
Dagon was eating his bowl of birdseed, and Octavia was drinking her coffee while Stolas called his boyfriend Nálio at IMP.
Nálio: Good morning Stoley!
Stolas: Good morning to you too, my big dick Náli.
In Blitzo's office, he heard what Stolas said and spit out his coffee, and Octavia did the same.
Blitzo: What!
Octavia: The!
Blitzo: Fuck!
Octavia: Dad!
Stolas: Language! Their's a child present! I have a special request.
Blitzo: Sorry, your Highness, but my brother Nálio just had a chemical peel. So you have to find someone else's face to plant that royal, feathered ass.
Nálio: I don't have a chemical peel Blitz. Plus he wasn't even going to ask that anyway.
Stolas: He's right. Although it is a great idea but no it's for my children.
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