A Transformable alien in hell? Cool (hazbin hotel x Cybertronian male reader)

Masquerade

(Y/N is in Day 4 of his recovery right now only 3 more days until he is back in working order)

Angel: Huh?

Random Porn actor: Finally awake Angel dust?

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

Random Porn actor: I want you to tell me where your boss stashes his vault.

Angel: Hehehe....It's hilarious that you think I'd tell you anything.

Random Porn actor: Fine. I guess I'll just have to fuck the information outta ya.

Angel: Do your worst.....daddy Oh!! Yeahhh baby! *Moaning*

Angel: (real time) Y'know this performance won me a sex-x-x-I award.

Charlie: It's, uh very....honest...oh *covers eyes*

Vaggie: Ew! Okay! Enough of that. Angel what the fuck?

Angel: What?! You said it was "show n'tell day." I'm showin you my best film and I'm telling you it scored me a win over that bitch, Tiffany titfucker.

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 going to sit there and act like these scripts ain't hot garbage?

Angel: *gasps* fuck you. This is classy art

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. That one *points to pentious* That one is an insecure buffoon whose lonely ass watches you idiots sleep. Princess, is a bleeding heart who wants to solve everybody else's problems except her own.

Charlie: What?! No I...what? Pfff no I don't

Husk: *Points to vaggie* this one judges everyone and everything because she hates herself.

Vaggie: *groans*

Husk: Niffty. You don't even wanna know what her deal is.

Angel: *laughing* you weren't kidding. Haha wow! Kitten's got claws *seductively* meow

Husk: AND YOU! Don't get me started I see right through you and all this bullshit and how fake you are.

Angel: *laughs* Oh, Me? Fake? Wow. I had no idea. Guess that's why I'm an actor. Dumbass and *phone vibrating* hold that thought. *On the phone* Hello? Uh, yeah I'm-I'm No No I just But, uh.....yeah. I'll be right there. *hangs up* Well uh, looks like Val needs me for an emergency shoot.

Husk: Uh-huh sure

Angel: You know what? Fuck you. I don't give a shit what some drunk ass bartender thinks a' me. So why don't you just crawl back to whatever came you came from porn critic.

Charlie: Angel you can't leave yet. We haven't finished our exercises for the day.

Angel: I'm sure you'll manage without me.

Charlie: There isn't much time left for the hotel to prove itself.

Angel: Dollface, it's my job. I know you want to fix everything, but unless you can fix my boss, there's nothing you can do. *Leaves*

Charlie: ugh why is this so haaaaaard? What am I doing wrong?

Vaggie: Well, I mean.....you're the princess of hell.

Charlie: So?

Vaggie: So, you don't really use the power that comes with that, which I love about you, but maybe you can...I don't know command a little more authority.