𝐇𝐇 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄 - Hazbin Hotel

less sinners, more winners, chicken dinner

HAD NO IDEA WHAT TO NAME THIS LMAO

Out of all the things to find on a casual walk, a body was fairly normal for hell. Usually it was just some unlucky fuck that caught in the middle of something they shouldn't have and gotten the shit stabbed out of them in the process.

Usually, it wasn't an angel.

Well.

Fallen angel, technically.

He was on his knees outside the doors of the Heaven Embassy, hands clasped in prayer. Bruised, beaten, bloody...

So unmistakably Adam.

Lucifer didn't think he'd ever have to see him again but yet here he was, looking more pathetic than ever. His executioner's mask was gone, revealing his actual face-which had remained nearly exactly the same, most likely due to his ex-holyness. The rest of his body was cloaked in a dark, tattered version of his old robe, and...

Were those fucking sheep ears?

Holy fuck. Heaven's little posterboy had been turned into a sacrificial lamb. How ironic.

"What the fuck are you staring at?"

Ah, shit. He'd been caught.

"Adam. You're looking..."

Like shit.

Adam glared. Once-gold eyes had turned electric yellow, no longer heavenly and pure. "Fuck you. I don't wanna hear it." One of his ears twitched, and Lucifer had to hold back a laugh.

It was just so satisfying to watch the mighty fall.

"You know they aren't going to let you in, right?" Lucifer smirked.

The glare deepened. "I'm fucking Adam, they have to. They're going to realize their mistake and let me back where I belong. Now fuck off or I'll make you."

Oh that poor, poor man.

Lucifer shook his head, tutting lightly. "That's not how that works down here. Hell is forever, isn't that right?"

Adam's cheeks burned, enraged, as he got back up to his feet. Hooves, actually, Lucifer noticed. That's new. "It's different, these fucking losers were never angels, just stupid little mortals. It's forever for them, not for me."

"You used to be a stupid little mortal, Adam."

"And that changed. I was an angel-I still am an angel! I don't belong here."

Lucifer heavily disagreed with that. Maybe the old Adam didn't deserve this, but current Adam? The Adam that slaughtered his people and hurt his daughter? That Adam deserved to rot.

The old Adam...

Lucifer missed him.

That wasn't something he wanted to think about right now, though. Right now was the time for dealing with current Adam and his useless pleas for Heaven to help him.

"You absolutely belong here, actually. Did you forget about all the shit you've done? The murder, the bigotry, just... everything about you? You fucking belong here with the rest of the sinners, you pathetic little cuck."

That seemed to shut him up for a minute, the red in his face brightening. Teeth bit into his lower lip. No response? That's...odd for him, actually.

Lucifer decided to continue. An... experiment, if you will. "Does it feel nice? Falling from your little high-and-mighty pedestal? You're fucking filth, Adam. You're disgusting, and you're getting exactly what you deserve."