Heartstrings in Hell

Chapter 40: The Warning

Vox limped back to Valentino's club, his mechanical frame battered and bruised from his encounter with Nifty, Vaggie, Husk, and Alastor. As he stumbled through the doors, the customers looked on in shock and horror at the sight of their once formidable enforcer in such a sorry state.

Valentino's eyes narrowed as he caught sight of Vox's injured form, his face contorted with rage. "What happened to you?" he bellowed, his voice echoing through the club.

Vox struggled to stand upright, his circuits sparking as he forced himself to speak. "It was Nifty, Vaggie, Husk, and Alastor," he managed to gasp out, his voice strained with pain. "They... they stopped me from nabbing Casper."

Valentino's face turned a dangerous shade of red as he listened to Vox's report. With a furious roar, he slammed his fist down on the table, sending glasses and bottles flying in all directions.

"Those meddling fools!" Valentino shouted, his voice filled with fury. "I want them gone – now! And as for Casper, I want him brought to me immediately. No excuses!"

But before Valentino could make another move, the customers in the club began to murmur amongst themselves, their eyes wide with fear and apprehension. They had heard Valentino's orders loud and clear, and they knew that they had to act fast to warn Casper of the impending danger.

With a sense of urgency, the customers hurried out of the club, their footsteps echoing through the streets of Hell as they raced to find Casper and deliver the warning before it was too late.

Meanwhile, back at the Hazbin Hotel, Casper received the message loud and clear. With a steely determination in his eyes, he knew that he had to act fast to protect himself and his friends from Valentino's wrath.

Gathering his allies around him, Casper prepared to face whatever challenges lay ahead, knowing that with their strength and courage, they would be able to overcome any obstacle that stood in their way. And as they set out into the night, Casper couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude for the loyal friends who stood by his side, ready to fight for what was right.