New Soul [Hazbin Hotel × Reader]

here's some silly shit. (I)

Familiar pairs of arms hold on to you figure. You turn your head slightly to acknowledge Angel's prescence.

"What'cha doin' there, sugar~?"

You were currently sitting on the railing of the bar's second floor, fishing pole in hand, and a cucumber tied on the line.

"Catfishing," you mutter, observing the scene bellow you.

Alastor was currently having a one man conversation with Husk, who seemed to not spare the radio demon even a glance, favoring alcohol over the deer. Angel looked down at the scene with you confused. You take the moment as a cue to cast your rod down slowly, making sure neither of the demons noticed.

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"... so I slit the young man's throat! His expression was quite the image!," Alastor speaks with sadistic enthusiasm.

Husk groans for the umpteenth time since the radio demon approached him, taking a swig from his nearly empty bottle. A soft thud sounds besides him, but he doesn't cast a glance. It seems to have made Alastor silent though, which soon peaked Husk's curiosity. He turns his head lazily to be met face to face with a.... horrid vegetable....

It took a millisecond just for the cat to respond. His fur spiked up as well as his tail and ears before he leapt up an incredible height and landed face first back onto the ground.

The room is silent.

"Holy shit, toots! That was hilarious!"

The sound of the pornstar's laughter filled the air as he pat your back. You only stared down from the railing. Alastor's eyes traveled from the cucumber, up the barely visible string, and straight at you, his smile widening upon eye contact. Now he's standing straight and bending over to Husk to comment on his reaction. You can only hear him grumble curses.

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sorry, my ass has been lazy. take this random skit of an old(?) cat meme that wasn't really funny.