Hazbin Hotel (SWAP AU)

Loud Bombs

[We open with a shot of KeeKee asleep on the sofa, with Alastor, Angel and Voodoo Demons putting up a banner that reads "Happy first week, Miss Cherri!"]

Alastor: That looks perfect! Aah! I am so excited that Miss Cherri is staying at the hotel!

Angel Dust: Um, Cherri was just trying to take over the city with her weird steampunk bullshit a few days ago.

Alastor: Well, I haven't seen her try to pull any of that here.

[Miss Cherri comes in, rolling in a new machine that her Bomb Boiz are sitting on.]

Angel Dust: What the hell is that?

Miss Cherru: Oh, hello, pink spider. It's my new invention, the Skin Flayer 11,000! I'm really looking forward to shooting the other residents.

Alastor: What? Why?

Miss Cherri: Everyone is being too nice. Obviously it must be a lie. I can sense that they are planning to kill me, but when? How? I must be prepared! Ooh, the new parts of my machine are here.

[Odette and Clara come in, wheeling in boxes of weapons. Cherri runs over to them]

Odette: *holds out clipboard* Sign, please.

[Miss Cherri signs the clipboard while Clara wheels in the boxes]

Odette: Thank you for your business. Enjoy your Morde purchase.

[Odette and Clara walks out of the lobby as Miss Cherri takes the crate full of parts and weapons for her machine. As she slithers back, Angel realizes whom she's buying from.]

Angel Dust: Morde? As in, Zestial Morde? You are buying parts from an overlord?

Miss Cherri: Uh, of course. He's the top weapons dealer in Hell.

Angel Dust: Okay, well that stops right now.

[Angel takes Cherri's boxes away.]

Miss Cherri: Hey!

Angel Dust: You absolutely cannot build weapons in this hotel. No one is trying to kill you. People are being nice because they want you to feel welcome.

[Miss Cherri looks at Angel with a wry expression. She peeks over her machine to scowl at the other residents and workers. The camera pans to Niffty downing a bottle in the bar, who flips off Miss Cherri. Vaggie, standing near the bar on her phone, does the same. Husk, who is dusting a corner of the wall, looks at her and does a sinister-sounding giggle]

Miss Cherri: Hmm, I have my doubts.

Angel Dust: Well, it's true. You have to trust us.

Miss Cherri: But I don't.

Alastor: Well, why don't we focus on that for today's activities?

Angel Dust: Not before we lay some ground rules. No more building weapons, no more plotting against other guests, and you need to get rid of these things.

[Angel points at Bomb Boiz who were on the crate of weapons. 2 Bomb Boiz, having a tug-of-war over a laser, accidentally set it off and blow a hole in the roof, much to Angel's frustration.]

Angel Dust: Oh! *points at the ceiling* What did I just say? What did I just say?

Miss Cherri: What? Not my little Bomb Boiz. *hugs Bomb Boiz* They do my evil bidding for me!

Angel Dust: Do you want to stay here and redeem yourself?

Miss Cherri: *narrows eyes* Yes.

Angel Dust: Then no more bombs.