Helluva Boss/Hazbin Hotel, What If?

Masquerade

Here are the videos. Also for those who have seen the real episode already, the same warnings. If it gets too much, then skip over any parts that just seem too gut-wrenching. Now this had to be the hardest chapter I've had to write. I just can't stand how Val treats Angel.

Charlie came up with a new activity for the day called Show and Tell, where each resident would present something to the group. Angel took a bit to find what he wanted to show so Victoria went first. She showed off some of the artwork that she had done in her living time and even some from her time in Hell. Charlie told Victoria that her artwork was amazing. The next thing she knew, Angel came down with one of his films. He had a VS tape of his best film and ended up playing it for the group. Nifty was the only one in the group besides Angel who was enjoying the film.

Charlie looked like she was going to hurl, Vaggie was grossed out but kept a poker face, both Monty and Victoria looked extremely uncounterable, and even Andy and Kara looked a little concerned with Angel. "You know, this performance, won me a Sex-x-x-i award," Angel said, proudly.

Charlie was just speechless; she had no words to say about this. Charlie had to look away from the TV when she heard Angel's moans during a so-called interrogation scene. Vaggie glared at Angel as she covered Charlie's eyes. "Angel, what the fuck?" Vaggie asked.

"What?! You said it was Show n' Tell day. I'm showin' you my best film, and I'm tellin' you that it scored me a win over that bitch, Tiffany Titfucker." Angel stated.

"Really? Cause it looks like the hellhound is having you for lunch and not pleasure." Andy complains.

"Geez, thanks for the mental image," Victoria muttered.

Just then, Husk decided to add to the trouble. "Ya know, not a very convincing interrogation scene," he stated while shining a champagne glass.

Angel scoffed, "Alright dickhead, what makes you think you have any right to insult my work to my fuckin' face?"

"You really going to sit there and act like these scripts ain't hot garbage?"

Angel gasped, "Fuck you! This is classy art!" he shouted, gesturing to the TV.

Victoria covered her ears and shut her eyes during a part where the hellhound was biting Angel, hard. But Niffty was enjoying the film like it was the best thing ever. "Classy art? Really? That's like saying, Loo Loo Land is better than Lu Lu World." Kara stated.

"See? Even Kara agrees. Besides, you get drunk and bitch about them all the time. Everyone likes to bitch to the bartender. I know everything about you and these motherfuckers at this point." Husk pointed out.

He wasn't lying; if any of the members of the hotel had a rough day, they would go to Husk's bar, get drunk, and share everything with him. Well, most of the hotel members; Kara never got drunk and Victoria always told Husk everything without drinking. Husk let loose everything he knew about the others. He knew that Monty was a lonely snake who still couldn't get over both of his exes. He knew Charlie was a bleeding heart who wanted to solve everyone's problems but her own. He knew Vaggie judged everyone because she hated herself. He knew Andy had regrets about signing a contract with Valentino.

"What about Niffty?" Victoria asked.

Niffty twirled a piece of her hair, kicking her legs, and then grinned at Husk. "You don't even wanna know what her deal is," Husk stated.