𝐇𝐇 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄 - Hazbin Hotel

tantrum

FIRST TIME WRITING THIS BE GREATFUL PLS

A loud thud could be heard in the middle of the night, followed by a bunch of angry cries. Some seconds later, glass shattering and objects hitting hard on the ground were added to the list of sounds that disrupted the quietness that reigned over the Vees' tower.

"Next time I see that whore, I'm gonna make everyone on the studio fuck all of his holes at the same time! Raaarrgh!!"

More things being thrown to the floor and more aggressive screaming. That was enough to make the TV demon to open his screen eyes and search in the Internet for the current time.

5.26 a.m.

Vox grunted and turned his head, trying to go back to sleep by leaning back against the pillow. Luckily enough, Valentino's tantrum would be over by now. He used to calm himself after destroying some stuff.

"FUCK THEM, I'M GONNA TEAR OPEN EVERYONE IN THAT HOTEL! Arrggh!!"

He heard another loud crash, and hoped for that not to be their newest TV screen that they had bought just two days ago. That was when he realized Val wasn't going to stop any time soon.

He grunted one more time and finally lifted from bed, grabbed a gown, and headed downstairs.

When he got to the private hall, he turned on the lights of the nearest designer lamp. There he met Val, eyes shining in pure hatred as his gloved claws digged onto the nearest furniture piece he had found.

"What the fuck is up with you, Val? Do you have any idea how damn late it's for you to be throwing such a tantrum?" Vox inquired.

The moth demon turned his head to face him, but his red eyes were still bursting with fury.

"I DON'T FUCKING CARE!! I WANT 'EM DEAD RIGHT THIS INSTANT UGH I HATE THISSSSSSSS!" He shouted, agitating his four arms in frustration.

"Who? The hotel staff?"

Valentino nodded, clenching both his hands and his jaw.

"How come? Did those nobodies do anything to you, V?" Vox asked cautiously, reaching out to Val.

The moth demon paused for a moment, and then laughed in response.

"Hah, of course not, who do you think I am? Hahaha!" His laugh was dry and hysterical. "They just messed with the wrong fucking guy, so I'm gonna end their pathetic lives!"

The TV demon arched a brow in confusion.

"Then why are you so mad, Val?"

"Yeah, what's up, you fucking idiots?" Asked a voice in the background.

A short and slim figure emerged from the shadows of the lounge, with its extremely long wavy hair tied up in a high bun. Her face was covered in some kind of cream and a couple of cucumber slices concealed her eyes, but not for too long, as Velvette removed them shortly after she got to the room. At that, her eyes opened slowly, trying to adjust to the dim light, but she already stood crossing her arms over her chest.

"Look at that, you even managed to wake Velv up!" Vox complained. "She's gonna hate you for blowing up her sleep schedule."

"Oh, I already do, Vox, but now I need to know WHY THE FUCK this big moron is making such a pitiful scene and NOT LETTING ME SLEEP, YOU ASSHOLE!" She pierced Val through her stare, getting near him to threaten him accordingly, but as she approached the moth demon, her face contorted and her eyes grew wide on her face. "YOU DIDN'T!! WHAT'S THE MEANING OF THIS, VALENTINO?" She asked in disbelief, pointing to the collar of his coat. The fur in there wasn't as thick as the other sides of the coat, and it looked all messy.