A Sinner's Hellfire (Hazbin Hotel)

[10] ~Need~

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The Catalyst and his cat walked down the street, luckily not having more fools try to challenge him.

The demon cat meowed in question up at her new owner.

"To a strip bar I frequent, I likely won't be going there again due to my new infamy, so I plan to bury the hatchet in a way with one last visit." He responded, somehow understanding the cat.

Kogeta mewed.

"What do you want to eat?"

She meowed.

"I'll order you some when we get there."

She seemed content with that answer, bumping her head against his boot while they walked.

They soon arrived at the strip bar, he took a moment to look at its entrance for a bit since it'd be the last time he came here, he scooped up his cat and laid her on his shoulder so she wouldn't walk on the sex-filled mess that was the floors of the bar.

He pushed through the doors, already expecting the screams of fear.

"Mr. Shōdo! Thank Satan you're here!"

Talk about a twist-

Instead of the ambient fear he was expecting, he was greeted by the blonde female sinner waitress that usually served him practically throwing herself at him.

After catching the woman and ensuring his cat didn't fall off his shoulder, he set the smaller sinner down.

"What an odd greeting, Ms. Margret, is something wrong?" He may be a pyromaniacal mass murderer, but his mother still taught him manners.

The feeling of his warm hands on her waist helped calm her down enough to be somewhat coherent.

"I-It's Zyla, Hayley and Elle!" Margret informed hastily.

"The succubi?" He asked, recalling the three succubus that served him before he met Verosika, speaking of which, he should probably check in on her soon...

She nodded frantically. "Yes, them! They've been acting weird ever since you came here last! They're like horny ghouls, constantly making out and fucking each other while moaning about some 'Master', they've even refused to see any customer that wasn't you since 'no one else can compare'!"

Moji hummed at the information, Kogeta meowed cutely on his shoulder. "I'm guessing you want me to try and get them back to normal?"

Margret nodded haphazardly. "Y-Yes, please do what you can!"

Moji shrugged, not having anything else to do today. "I'll see what I can do, get me a VIP room." Kogeta meowed. "And some fried Sloth Ring trout for my cat"

Margret bowed quickly. "R-Right away, sir! Please follow me to the VIP section!" She stood up and led him to the special booths.

Once outside the designated room, he gently plucked the cat off his shoulder and set her on a nearby minibar stool, not wanting the furball to witness the things he could already tell were about to happen.

"Stay." He pet the cat, who meowed in response and affirmation. He turned to the waitress. "Get her the food, I'll be waiting inside." He then entered the room after receiving a frantic nod.

The room was actually pretty nice, it looked like a small strip club with a dancing pole on a platform in the middle of the room.

There were sleek black couches lining the wall to his left along with small tables that were filled with condoms and lubricants.