The Christmas One

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The episode begins not at IMP, but at Bendy's suite within the Hazbin Hotel. The eponymous Ink Demon himself was putting the finishing touches on stringing the lights along the ceiling. Nodding at his work, he walks past a fully decorated Christmas tree as he spots Moxxie in the kitchen.

Bendy: Lights are all up. How go the cookies?

The imp smiles at him, opening the oven to reveal cookies baked into the shapes of trees, deer, and other festive symbols.

Moxxie: Baked to perfection and ready for frosting. *to the living room* Millie, are you done decorating the fireplace?

The camera cuts to the living room, the fireplace that makes no sense of being there has stockings hung upon with care... along with Millie setting up a bear reap.

Bendy: Mills, what the fuck?!

Millie: What? I thought you'd want the kids to meet Santa.

Bendy: Yeah, by being in disguise at a mall or having him come down for a beer, not by maiming him!

Millie: You're Just-a jealous that I got a big brain for the holidays.

Bendy sighs, and shakes his head, but smiles at his wife when a knock sounds off at the door.

Bendy: That must be the girls. I told them to get some more holiday stuff at the store.

Moxxie: *sets tray down* I'll let them in.

Moxxie goes over to open the door, expecting to see his companions with bags in their arms, only to scream as a gun is pointed to his head.

Moxxie: OH CRUMB-

He runs back into the living room, the imp panting as he clutches his chest. Before the others could ask what's going on, Blitz walks in, twirling his flintlock on his finger as Loona enters behind him.

Blitz: Nice hustle, Mox. With that speed, I would've seared your tendon instead of blasting your baby dick.

Bendy: Blitz? What are you doing here?

Blitz: Eh, thought I'd spook Mox before we head down to the office, got lots of jobs to fill.

The trio's eyes go to Loona, who holds a bored expression as she shrugs.

Loona: He dragged me into this.

Bendy: Aww, what? We can't go kill, not today, Blitz! We're decorating.

At this, the imp and hellhound noticed the lights, stockings, and giant tree in the living room, Blitz looking around as he snags a cookie.

Blitz: The fuck is this shit? It's like my- *bites cookie* My old circus house decided to become a cult leader to some video game-obsessed angel dick. *gulps* Also, these are very dry.

Loona: Are you guys having a 5 way with a bright, eye-burning light theme?

Millie: Wha... No, ya silly! What do you think we're doing?

Loona: Uhh.... *refers to a Santa decoration* Worshipping some fat old hobo?

Moxxie: No, Loona! We're doing something better.

Blitz: *scoffs* What could be better than blowing a rapist's melon off his neck or slitting a cheating wife's ous as we strangle her?

Bendy: CHRISTMAS, BOI!!!!!!

The ever familiar and engraved song of Christmas plays in an earrape fashion as Bendy dances, his tuxedo turning red and green. However, the background shatters and the music stops as Blitz interrupts.

Blitz: What the fuck's a "Krimmas"?

Bendy: Him too, really?

Moxxie: Bendy, we were all born in Hell. It'd make sense that if the princess of the entire place didn't know what Christmas was, it would be safe to assume the vast majority of Hellborn don't know either.

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