At the Goetia Mansion, the sound of crashing can be heard. Inside a destroyed bedroom, Stella was sitting, had a pair of scissors in her hands with a stack of photos next to her. She quickly stabbed each photo that Stolas was in with the scissors.
STELLA (ANGER): That imp-loving cock sucker. How dare he sleep with the lowest-ranking of all demons. Now all my friends know that a Goetia is like being bottom to those retched features. Who knows how long it will take to restore the Goeiyta name and most importantly, be invited to any soiree.
There was a knock on the door and Impington entered the room.
IMPINGTON: Excuse me, Lady-
Impington flinches when a pair of scissors impale a wall that was next to him.
STELLA (ANGER): Can't you see I'm busy?!
Impington composed himself.
IMPINGTON: Pardon my intrusion, Lady Stella, but there's an associate of Master Stolas who has come to visit.
STELLA (ANNOYED): And you're telling me this because?
IMPINGTON: Because Master Stolas isn't here at the moment for you see, he made arrangements to spend the day with Lady Octavia.
STELLA (ANNOYED): Tell whoever it is to go fuck off!
IMPINGTON: Unfortunately, Master Stolas has insisted that you meet with him, stating that it's for the future of the Goetia.
Stella let out a frustrating groan and stood. Before exiting the room, she shoved Impington to the ground.
STELLA: Cleam up this mess.
IMPIMGTON: Yes, of course, Lade Stella.
She made her way through the hallway.
STELLA (IRRITATED): Can't even enjoy some quality time for myself. This person better be important to interrupt me, or someone's ass is going to be mounted over the fireplace.
When she made it to the main hall, her anger was subdued when she caught a glimpse of a familiar hellhound who was carrying a duffle bag.
STELLA (SURPRISED): Y/N?
Y/N smiled.
Y/N: It's a pleasure to meet your acquaintance again, Lady Stella.
Stella made her way to Y/N.
STELLA: What are you doing here?
Y/N: Stolas told me that you were in a bad mood today, so I decided that I should come over and cheer you up.
STELLA: You did? But Impington says-
Y/N: I might have told a little white lie to get inside. How else am I supposed to meet you? And don't have your phone number and I can't ask Stolas or he'll become suspicious.
Stella blushes from Y/N's determination just to see her.
STELLA: Seeing a friendly and familiar face put me in a good mood. Just a bit.
Y/N: Well get ready to be in a better mood because today you've got yourself your very own-
Y/N opens the duffle bag, presenting her with some massage oils and scented candles.
STELLA: Masseur?
Y/N: That's right. A young and lovely lady such as yourself puts too much pressure on your body. It isn't good for you.
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One Hell of A Home (Male Hellhound Reader x Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss) Season 1
Hayran KurguIn search of a new place to stay and a new job after moving on, a hell-born will not only fight for himself but his home and the people he cares about. Sets in the pilots and first seasons of Hazbin Boss and Helluva Boss.
