helluva boss/hazbin hotel fanfic-Devils lettuce

🪽A day with emily🪽

It has been several weeks since Y/N began his rigorous training with Thor. During their intense sparring session, Y/N's physical transformation is evident. His stature has notably grown, and his once formidable strength has now heightened. Y/N skillfully clashes his axe with Thor, effectively evading the thunder god's swift and forceful strikes. In a climactic moment, as Thor hurls his mighty hammer in Y/N's direction, he employs Buer's run, enhancing his speed to that of lightning itself. Seizing the opportunity, Y/N deftly snatches Thor's hammer and swiftly maneuvers behind him, employing an unexpected move. With precision, he positions his legendary unholy guitar axe near Thor's throat, momentarily gaining the upper hand in their intense duel.

Y/N: do you yield?

Thor:[smiles] Yes, it seems your training has improved.

Y/N's triumphant smile lit up his face as he realized he had finally outmaneuvered the god of thunder. With a graceful flourish, Y/N returned Thor's hammer to him as Thor straightened his posture. The scene then shifted to Odin's magnificent hall, where Y/N and Thor were basking in the revelry of a celebration in honor of Y/N's training.

Thor:[clinks beer] Congratulations to my first student.

Y/N: [clinks beer] Thanks, Thor.

Thor:[drinks beer] Looks like your training has come to a complete.

Y/N: Ya[sighs and drinks beer] I guess that means my mom has to keep up her end of the deal, right?

Thor:[laughs] Y/N, your mom never made that deal with me! She just told me to tell you that because she knew that would give you the strength to beat me. Just like when you took on a fight with the former general of the angelic army, Adam.

Y/N: she what?! that is really fucked up.

Suddenly, with a resounding boom, the heavy wooden doors of the hall flew open, allowing a beam of daylight to pierce the dimly lit room. Y/N's gaze snapped toward the entrance as he caught sight of his uncle, Floyd, striding in with an air of grandeur, his presence commanding the attention of everyone in the hall.

Y/N: Uncle, what are you doing here? Why aren't you with my mother protecting the city beyond the holy gates?

Uncle Floyd: your mother and I have received a message that your training has been completed. I'm here to take you back to Sera to tell you of your next assignment in hell.

Y/N: sera?! Why would I ever consider seeing her again?

Uncle Floyd: she isn't the only one who has requested to see you, nephew.

Y/N: Uncle, I don't want to see my mother, right now.

Uncle Floyd: No, not your mom. Emily has requested to see you. She has been worried about you since the extermination.

Y/N: Emily? Well, I would like to see her again. She deserves to know I'm okay after she helped me. Okay, Uncle. I'll go with you.

Uncle Floyd: great, let's take our leave. Emily will be waiting at the gate with Saint Peter. Before we go, this is for you.

Floyd handed Y/N a neatly folded set of clothes. Y/N looked at the clothes with a puzzled expression, wondering why Floyd was giving him new attire.

Y/N: why do I have to wear this?

Uncle Floyd: it was requested you look presentable for the elder angels in heaven.

Y/N: [confused] umm, okay. I still wish this outfit had pants though.

a mysterious portal suddenly materializes near Floyd. Y/N, feeling a mix of curiosity and trepidation, quickly leaves to change into his new suitable attire. He comes back and walks through the swirling vortex alongside his uncle. The two emerge from the other side, coming face to face with the magnificent holy gates, where Saint Peter and Emily stand waiting. As their eyes meet, Emily's face lights up with joy as she recognizes Y/N. She rushes forward, enveloping him in a warm, heartfelt hug, conveying her happiness at their unexpected reunion.