𝐇𝐇 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄 - Hazbin Hotel

Absolutely Nothing

HI GUYS

"Stupid fucking Charlie, making me do this shit. Don't they remember who I am? I'm the fucking Adam." Adam glared at the vegetables on the cutting board, he was being made to cut them up for everyone's dinner tonight. "I hope they all get food poisoning." The mental picture of all those freaks getting sick from the food he prepped only soothed him on a small scale.

It wasn't enough, nothing would be enough.

How fucking DARE she make Adam do a bitches job. Cooking and cleaning was woman's work, Adam didn't need to be doing this. He was THE fucking man! Best man to ever live.

Redemption, what a fucking joke. Even if it were possible, Adam was damn sure that the way back into heaven wasn't at the bottom of a sack of god damned potatoes.

All he was missing was a fucking frilly little apron with some girly ass saying on it.

She could have at least had Adam do a manly job, like chopping wood, working with tools, fuck he'd even take working in a garden setting again over this shi- "AAAUUGGHHH! Son of a bitch!" Adam cursed, he pulled his hand away it throbbed in pain.

He fucking cut himself!

He glared down at the knife. This was Charlie's fault! Adam looked at his finger he hurt and froze.

He was bleeding.

Bleeding red.

Angels bleed gold. Hellborns bleed black. Sinners bleed red.

His stomach dropped, he felt hollow. You really are a filthy sinner now, here's the proof. His mind whispered to him only making a tighter knot clench his insides.

Adam watched in horror as the crimson liquid dripped from his finger onto the cutting board, soiling the food there. "Shit!" He turned and placed his finger under running water in the sink, it just seemed to not stop fucking bleeding.

"Adam, is everything okay in here? I heard you yell and- Oh my! You're hurt." Charlie came over to Adam's side. He hurt himself! She should get him a bandaid. "Here let me-"

"NO! Don't touch me!" Adam snarled pulling away. His temper flared as he looked at her, this was all hers and Lucifer's fucking fault!

Charlie frowned, but quickly tried to give him a polite smile. "You're still bleeding, there's blood all over the counter. You need a bandaid."

"I KNOW I'M BLEEDING YOU STUPID BITCH!" Adam squeezed his hand, it only made more blood ooze out which further pissed him off.

She flinched at his harsh words. "Adam, it's not a big deal. Cuts happen."

"Don't you fucking get!? The blood is red." He felt bile at the back of his throat just saying that. "That means I'm stuck down here with you freaks!" Adam spat out the last word with so much hate and venom, his eyes a blaze. A smaller, softer part of him that was sad started to set in.

Adam turned away from Charlie and took off out the door. "Just..... Just leave me alone." He took off to lock himself in his room.

Charlie watched him go, her heart broke for him. Who knew a little blood would upset him so much?

That was when her dad walked in through a portal from the family manor. "Hey there sweetie, what are you-" He stopped when he saw the blood. "What happened here?"

So Charlie told him. She has been impressed with Adam's progress that he's made, it was a shame to have him relapse over something as small as a little cut on his finger. "Would you mind talking to him? I don't think he'll be very receptive if I try."