The episode opens with Angel Dust waking up in a dimly lit room, tied up to a chair. He tries to budge free but fails. His captor paces around him.
CAPTOR: Finally awake, Angel Dust.
Angel glowers, but eventually regains his confident smile.
ANGEL DUST: Yeah, and what's it to ya?
The captor holds a knife against Angel's face.
CAPTOR: I want you to tell me where your boss stashes his vault.
Angel Dust unbrotherly laughs.
ANGEL DUST: It's hilarious you think I'd tell you anything.
The captor grabs Angel off the ground by the neck.
CAPTOR: Fine. I guess I'll just have to fuck the information outta ya.
Angel Dust stares defiantly.
ANGEL DUST: Do your worst.
Angel Dust breaks into a seductive smile.
ANGEL DUST: Daddy.
The captor rips his shirt open and engages in sexual intercourse with Angel, revealing this is a porn film played on the hotel's TV.
ANGEL DUST (ON TV): ...Ohhhh, yeahhh, baby!
Cuts to Sir Pentious and Charlie watching creeped out, Vaggie annoyed, Niffty rather interested, and Y/N staring intently.
ANGEL DUST: You know, this performance won me a 'Sex-x-xi' award!
Y/N: You deserved it considering how flexible you are.
ANGEL DUST: That means a lot coming from a legend such as yourself.
CHARLIE: It's, uh... very... honest?... Oh.
Charlie turns away, nauseous. She tries to shield her eyes with her right hand.
VAGGIE: Ew!
Charlie peeks from her fingers back at the TV screen, before turning her head away to avoid watching, with her hand covering her mouth this time.
ANGEL DUST (ON TV): Oh, harder, Daddy!
VAGGIE: Okay! Enough of that.
Vaggie tries to help Charlie by covering the side of her face with her own hand so she doesn't have to see the TV screen. She turns her head to Angel Dust with a disapproving and unamused stare.
VAGGIE: Angel, what the fuck?
ANGEL DUST: What?! You said was "Show n' Tell" day. I'm showin' you my best film, and I'm tellin' you that it scored me a win over that bitch, Tiffany Titfucker.
Husk is seen cleaning and wiping a wine glass.
HUSK: Ya know, not a very convincing interrogation scene.
Angel Dust laughs.
ANGEL DUST (ANGER): Alright, dickhead. What makes you think you have any right to insult my work to my fuckin' face?
HUSK: You really gonna sit there and act like these scripts ain't hot garbage?
ANGEL DUST: (Gasps) Fuck you. This is classy art!
Angel Dust gestures with two hands at the TV screen.
ANGEL DUST (ON TV): OH! FUUUCK!!
Co-star slaps Angel's butt and bites it.
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One Hell of A Home (Male Hellhound Reader x Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss) Season 1
FanfictionIn 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.
