Hells Chef (fem!Hazbin hotel & Helluva boss x Male reader)

Chapter 38

Hey look, it's me again. I actually released a chapter when I said I would, truly I am shocked. But besides that you what I just realized I did in the last chapter? Random POV switches! I am so mad at myself. So from here on, I will say what POV it is and also make a mental note while I'm editing the older chapters to do that as well. Also, that character sheet, I'm going to make two. One for the beginning and one for now. Anyway, I hope you enjoy.

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*Third POV*

"And that's why I hate Angels. The damn heathens." After Y/n was done explaining his newfound hatred for angels to Husk in a bar that she had chose, he felt a little lighter. She was quite a good listener, he was surprised he hadn't talked to her about his problems until now. Before you ask, no she isn't drunk. She hasn't ordered any strong drinks which is a great indication that she is holding back quite a bit. Oh, probably wonder why they're at a bar right? Well, I'll tell you.

Yesterday after hearing 'return'.

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"W-Wha?" He regained himself, he must have lost consciousness. Either that or he blacked out, which is essentially the same thing in a sense. Either way, he was home. Ava, Eva, Penelope, and his adorable little children were all sound asleep. Just seeing their sleeping faces made him feel so warm and fuzzy inside if only Edward could have met them. How would he have reacted to them, to us? Would he be a good older or younger brother? Would he be able to keep a conversation with his younger sisters? Would he be able to teach them how to garden? Would Lark be able to do any of that? Hah, so many questions that will never be answered. All because God made this horrible world, I'll kill them for what they did. I'll KI–. His thoughts were interrupted by a cold hand landing on his shoulder.

Penelope stood next to him with a sympathetic look. "Relax little bro, you're starting to sound like some edgy emo who thinks the world betrayed him. I'm almost positive that he would have been a great brother. Whether little or older, he would have given our children and siblings all the love they deserve." She said, gently rubbing my head. Something she would do when soothing the little ones. He would usually push her away if she dared to touch him, but it was nice being comforted. I don't deserve this, why should I after killing her? Before Y/n could further dive into his mind, he was interrupted. "Because that's behind us? Come on we had a whole discussion about this. Besides, we're going to have a child we need to drain all this bad blood and dump it into the river." This moment has now been ruined for two large reasons.

One, she had brought up the child she wanted again. She hadn't brought it up for a while so there was hope she had lost interest. Second, Y/n hasn't vocalized any of his thoughts which could have only meant she could hear his thoughts. Which also meant one thing. "La sigh, so, why'd you take the deal," Y/n asked. Hoping it was a better reason than mine, actually scratch that. He hopes it isn't the same reason as his. He most likely couldn't take another death in the family, he'd lose his mind. Penelope wraps her arm around his shoulder with, the widest smile to date.

"You know I couldn't leave my adorable little brother to suffer all by himself. So, I decided, hey, what if I took the same deal you took?" The joy that filled her voice began to disappear. "We both failed in protecting our family. We should have kept tabs on him, we both didn't make sure every last bit of her was destroyed. But long story short." She leaned in, her lips brushing up against his ear. "Our souls are one and the same~." The only solace Y/n gets from that statement is knowing that if he suffers she is suffering as well. Nora walked over and hugged Y/n's leg, he reached down and brushed a strand of hair out of Nora's mouth.