A Huskerdust Story

𝟸𝟶: 𝚂𝚞𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚗

Angel is reading in him and Husk's room when Ignite walks in. Angel looks up to see a figure standing in the doorway.

"Husky~! Don't be shy, come in here babycakes..." Angel said seductively as he let a piece of his robe fall off of his right shoulder. Ignite walked into the light and Angel's face turned red with embarrassment. "AH, HOLY FUCK I THOUGHT YOU WERE HUSK! GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY ROOM!" Angel screamed, covering his shoulder back up and jumping from the bed to shoo Ignite away. Angel shut the door after pushing Ignite out but then heard a knock on the door. Angel groaned and opened the door. "Maybe do that next time." Angel demanded and Ignite nodded.

"Angel baby, still the same, aren't you...?" Ignite said and Angel backed away from the door, scared.

"Heh... Uhm... Only Husk can say that to me..." Angel said, backing in his bed and hitting his ankle. "OW!" He cried, bending over to hold onto his ankle. He slid down the side of his bed, still staring at Ignite with fear in his eyes. Before his eyes, Ignite got about 4 feet taller and his facial features seemed to change. He bent over to reveal his true self to Angel.

"Hey, Angie, miss me?"

(HUSK'S POV)

"Baggie, do you have any idea where Anthony is?" I ask Vaggie. She's sitting on the couch next to me on her phone and she looks up at me confused.

"Who the fuck is Anthony?" I sigh.

"Anthony is Angel, anyway, any idea where he might be?" I ask. Vaggie thought for a second but then shook her head.

"I don't think so... Maybe ask Char, they're closer," Vaggie offered and smiled. "If she doesn't know, he's probably just at the studio." She reassured me, patting my shoulder as I got up to find Charlie.

"Charlie...?" I asked as I walked down the eerie hallway. Jesus this hallway is fucking scary. I think. "Charlie, where are you?!" I say a little louder now. Out of nowhere, Alastor appears with his annoying as fuck smile.

"Why hello, Husker. Lose something?" Alastor says with his radio filter on. I grumble and cross my arms.

"I need Charlie not you." I say. Alastor's eyes narrow and he does a no-teeth smile for once.

"Why, Princess Morningstar! She's out looking for new clients, per usual. I'm sure I can help you find anything you've lost, hm?" Alastor offers and I groan. He's probably the only one that can help right now.

"Fine. I know you don't like him, but where's Angel?" I ask and Alastor's voice does that weird radio static thing. They had an outing a couple weeks ago and neither have made nice about it.

"Why I'm afraid I don't know where Anthony is. Ignite might though, he's taken a liking to Angel ever since he set foot in this Hotel." Alastor says all-too calmly and walks away. Ignite. God how I hate him.

(A/N: Sorry this chapter was so short, I promise that the chapters will become longer because I have a lot more ideas for future chapters!! Thank you guys for reading! <3🎀)