Rise of the Vees- A Hazbin Hotel Fanfic

Even Heaven Has Problems

It was a normal day for Sera: sitting draped over paperwork with stress, stress, and more stress. The time was about 5:30, an ungodly hour for many, but the perfect time to awaken and get straight to work for our lovely seraphim. She sat beside Sir Pentious's golden cage as per usual. Seeing as it was still dark out, she wasn't surprised that he was so quiet. The snake generally didn't wake up before 9:00. 

There Sera sat with her little reading light on, scribbling on paper after paper. She found the sense of writing calming and familiar whereas many would find it dull and tedious. This morning she was working on a required 75+ persuasive essay that was to convince some of Heaven's most important figures to allow a meeting with a selection of Hell's 7 Deadly Sins. Despite it seeming like Sera had been working on the same project for an extensive amount of time, taking three weeks to write and revise this essay would take her straight to the path of success.

She sat there writing over the course of the next five hours, but something seemed a bit off. The room was silent. Usually, Sir Pentious was wide awake and irritating the living shit out of her by now. His silence was concerning. 

Sera set down her pencil and walked over to his confinement. "Sir Pentious?" she asked. No answer. Peering inside, Sera focused on his desk, bed, and comfy chair. All were empty. Had he gone to the bathroom or his privacy corridors, she'd have heard him. 

She knocked on the wall. "Sir Pentious? I need you to respond or I'm breaking in there." 

The seraphim's powerful voice was impossible not to hear. It certainly would have gotten a response from him, but still, there was nothing. She was going in. 

Approaching the keypad, Sera punched in the code, 855. She had no clue what it meant. Adam created it, so maybe it had a special meaning to him. 

The golden bars vanished into the ceiling and she entered the joint room. She paced around, pounding on his bathroom door and his privacy corridors. She didn't know what he did there but was sure it was annoying to be watched constantly, so the space needed to be there. 

Nobody answered. Sir Pentious was gone. 

For once in her life, Sera was clueless about what to do. 

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"Molly, are you aware I am a fugitive?" questioned Pentious. The pair were walking through the streets in broad daylight after staying the night at Molly's place. 

"Yes, but nobody knows who you are! We just look like a couple of normal angels wandering around the afterlife we deserve. There's nothing to be afraid of," she responded. 

At that moment, to their horror, sirens rang out. 

The large screens that hung high in the city, which usually displayed a variety of ads, now showed the same video clip of Sera. "Hello, Heaven," she said, "we currently have an angel on the loose." A picture of Sir Petnious then popped up on the screen. "He responds to Sir Pentious usually but was called Septimus in his life. There is no reason to be afraid of this soul, for he is harmless. However, he is very important and must remain at my tower. A cash reward will be provided to whoever returns him. Thank you." The message then disappeared, but the bustling city remained quiet and still. 

"Nothing to be afraid of, is there?" demanded Sir Pentious passive-aggressively. 

"I didn't think she would do that! She's trying to keep your origins a secret, after all. An entire announcement broadcasted to all of Heaven isn't exactly discreet!" 

"That doesn't matter right now. We need to hide." 

"Good point." As Moll said this, she grabbed onto one of Sir Pentious's slimy hands and yanked him into an abandoned alleyway. Had the alley been in Hell, it would have been sketchy, but seeing that they were in a perfect realm, it was just as clean and safe as everywhere else. It was just empty, which was exactly what they needed.