Masquerade

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Angel Dust was seen 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:Yeah, and what's it to ya?

The Captor holds a knife against Angel's face threatening to cut him.

Captor:I want you to tell me where your boss stashes his vault!

Angel: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:Do your worst....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. Everyone in the Hotel was watching and almost everyone was disgusted. Niffty however was interested in it.

Angel:You know, this performance won me a 'Sex-x-xi' award!

Charlie:It's, uh... very... honest...? Oh! 

She 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.

Y/n:People actually enjoy this…bullshit?

Angel:*On TV.* Oh, harder, daddy!

Vaggie:Okay! Enough of that.

Vaggie tries to help Charlie by covering her vision with her hand so Charlie doesn't have to see the TV screen and turns to angel annoyed.

Vaggie:Angel, what the fuck?

Angel: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.

Y/n:Angel bud. We wanted you to show us something that was meaningful to you and brings out emotion.

Angel:This is bringing out emotion!

He said and gestured to the screen. 

Y/n:No. This brings out the feeling of murder. Specifically targeted to you. 

In the back Husk decided to put in his two cents.

Husk:Ya know, not a very convincing interrogation scene.

Angel: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:*gasps* Fuck you. This is classy art! 

He once again gestures with two hands at the TV screen while showing the Co-star literally eating his ass.

Angel:*TV*OH! FUUUCK!!

Sir Pentious covers his eyes when he sees this, while Niffty lies on her stomach on the table with smile, kicking her legs back and forth as she continues watching.

Husk:That's bullshit. You get drunk and bitch about them all the time. Everyone likes to bitch to the bartender. I know everything about you and these motherfuckers at this point. 

He points to Pentious starting off.

Husk:That one. That one is an insecure buffoon whose lonely ass watches you idiots sleep! 

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