helluva girlboss

s1e8: queen bee

[A/N: 2 of the pics of Lunar are made by me.

Also I can't blame Lunar for simping over Bee, the animators had no business making her that hot. I mean, I know she's like that cuz she's the Sin of Gluttony so she's meant to be super EXTRA cuz "gluttony" means to be extra, but you know]

Lunar spent forever deciding what to wear. He decided to dust off his suit and wear it, along with some chainlink bracelets on his wrists. But he let his hair stay a bit messy instead of styling it so it doesn't look like he's being too formal.

As he sat in his taxi, his index finger drumming nervously on his thigh as they approached his destination, he wondered what the party would be like. It was in the Gluttony Ring, so he expected to get a lot of free food. Would the guests be friendly to him? Would Vortex's girlfriend be friendly to him? He was the most curious of all about her.

"You want me to drop you off here?" The driver asks.

Lunar looks out the window to see a honey-coloured mansion bustling with activity, most of the demons here being imps or hellhounds. "Oh! Uh! Yeah. Yeah, this looks right. I, uh, haven't been here before."

Lunar steps out of the vehicle and music can be heard playing as the taxi drives off. He looks down at his phone and texts Vortex.

Hey, I'm her

Oh shit

*here, sry :)

Lunar looks around nervously until Vortex calls out to him.

"Loo-naaaar!" Vortex waved his hand for Lunar to come into the mansion. He grinned and pounded Lunar on the back. "Hey, brother! Glad you could make it!"

"Tex! Yeah, hey." Lunar nervously smiled and ran a hand through his hair. "Thanks for inviting me."

"Course! Course! Hey, everyone! Meet the new face!" Vortex announces to the whole party. Then he howls in excitement, prompting everyone else to do the same.

"You want a drink or anything?" The taller hellhound asks.

"Oh, uh... sure! Yeah, totally..."

As Vortex goes to the punch bowl, Lunar drops his fake smile and looks over to a group of valley girl-esque hellhounds.

Sometimes to fit in you gotta kinda throw yourself into the conversation. He thought as he walked over to them. He hoped this wasn't gonna backfire terribly on him.

"And so, I told him "I'm not gonna go get it, unless you fucking throw it this time."" Said a poodle hellhound called Vikki.

"That is so, not fetch!" A Dalmatian hellhound laughed.

"Not fetch..." Vikki agreed.

Before Vikki could continue, Lunar chimes in nervously. "Ha, ha, ha, yeah! Like, that happens all the time. Aha...aha..."

Vikki smirked. "Oh-em-gee. Lunar? Lunatic Lunar? That you?"

The slight confidence Lunar had earlier just vanished. Without meaning to, his tail lifted itself over to his hands and he started fiddling with its fur. "Uhhh, yeah. It's Lunar... yeah."

"Wow." Vikki put a hand on her hip and quirked an eyebrow at him. "I can't believe you're showing up to another party. I mean, do you even remember the last one?"

Lunar gritted his teeth. "I'm sure you'll remind me."

Vikki takes out her phone and quickly scrolls to a picture. "Yeah, this... This you, right?" She flips the phone around to show a photo of Lunar puking his guts out.