A Deathday Disaster Author's Note: Deathday is just a thing I made up, its the anniversary a demon dies.
(Nobody's POV)
Sir Pentious slammed his head onto the desk, warranting worrying gasps from the surrounding Egg Bois.
'What do I get her for her deathday?!' He hissed, half asking the Egg Bois, half asking himself.
The Egg Bois uttered traditional romantic Valentine's Day gifts: 'Chocolates!' 'A Soft Toy!' 'Flowers!'
'Where in all of Hell am I meant to find flowers?' He sighed exasperatedly, 'I'll only find dead ones. Anyway, I want something more..' The snake gestured with his hands violently, 'Personalised..'
'She likes food!' Egg Boi #22 shouted out, yelling as if he just discovered the secrets of the universe.
'I mean who doesn't!' Another Egg Boi piped up.
Sir Pentious stuttered trying to express the golden idea he suddenly came up with when he flailed his arms wildly with enthusiasm, uttering one of the single greatest ideas the world has ever faced.
'Cupcakes!'
Only to be quickly shut down by a rather pessimistic egg saying he 'can't cook'.
'I can cook and I'll show you eggs! Even though I don't need to prove myself to you unborn chicken foetuses!' He argued, crossing his arms in a harsh manner before dashing out the door to gather the required ingredients after formulating an idea that certainly was personalised.
Frantically shopping in one of the very rare shops that sell something other than drugs, he organised his idea: A batch of cupcakes where each one would look like an egg boi, except two that would like mini~cupcake versions of Y/N and himself - She was sure to absolutely love it, he thought triumphantly.
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Authors Note: Above is what I imagine Y/N to look like.
A few hours passed of trying to defend his precious gift from the prying eyes and thieving hands of the little Egg Bois, which proved to be a difficult mission.
All his hard work paid off when he presented the cupcakes, murmurs of surprise echoing around the room. An Egg Boi waddled up to the tray with a piece of paper, scrawly writing scribbled onto it as he placed the paper in the outstretched hands of the cupcake snake. The writing, nearly illegible, read 'Will You Go Out With Me?'
Sir Pentious gasped briefly, trying to disguise the growing heat on his face; He was offended in some ways, but mostly in the way how an egg captured his feelings so efficiently in a simple gesture as he begrudgingly left it there in the mini Pentious' hands.
(The Next Day - Y/N's Deathday)
Sir Pent was extremely nervous for the future encounter he was hopefully going to have with Y/N, if he had the guts to actually give the gift to her. He was sitting on his porch in the cold breeze the wind emitted. His stomach shifted uneasily and he quickly noticed that the hands that he was hugging myself with are pinching into his skin.
Egg Boi #22 was sitting next to him, supposedly reflecting on the day when he was really just thinking of how good those cupcakes would have tasted.
'Are you nervous, bossman?' 'W-What? No! I'm not nervous, I'm S-S-S-S-Sir Pentious, I never get nervous!' He laughed awkwardly, blush spreading across his face.
The Egg Boi comforted the snake in his anxious state, giving him occasional pep talks to help him become motivated to get up and present the cupcakes he worked so hard on and that the egg boi desperately wanted to eat until he decided he was going to Y/N's place of residence - The Happy Hotel.
(At The Happy Hotel)
Before he arrived in the lobby, he hovered around the door, turning the mini pentious away from first glance for the paper not to be visible. Taking a deep breath, he pushed the door handle down, attempting to regain his confident, egotistical demeanour, even though he was feeling very very anxious.
Angel immediately bombarded him with questions about the cupcakes and strangely about his love life?? Trying to get Angel to leave him alone so he could quietly present the gift to Y/N was difficult until he brought up the subject of drugs and in that moment the spider quickly left to get his daily dose of Angel Dust.
The lobby was deserted apart from Y/N, Charlie leaving to take care of some paperwork regarding the hotel with Vaggie, Husk unconscious from drinking too much and Alastor strangely not here, probably taking care of some complications.
Y/N was busy browsing her phone against a wall, when she heard deep breathing behind her (Certainly not creepy) and a tap on her shoulder. Swinging her head around with such force, she nearly made Sir Pentious drop the plate of cupcakes.
He skilfully caught the plate from regaining his balance and the two proceeded to stare at each other for an extended period of time. Until Y/N broke the eye contact from looking down at the cupcakes he presented, her eyes shining with curiosity.
'Um.. I-I brought these-' The snake was rudely interrupted by the demise of cupcake pentious in the hands (Or rather mouth) of Angel. Sir Pent watched in horror as his cupcake self was devoured by Angel, he was about to express his anger but stuttered in defeat, glancing at the ground as he realised by doing this he had to disclose the reason he was here.
Shortly after Angel eating the cupcake, he spat it out in disgust, a now soaked piece of paper ending up on the floor. As much as the snake wanted to desperately pick up the paper that exposed his feelings, in no way did he want to touch something that was infected with Angel's spit, that was probably infested with a disease.
Noticing Sir Pentious' short lived panic, Angel picked up the piece of paper, reading the contents aloud: 'Will You Go Out With Me?'
That was it. It was over. Y/N would think he's more weird than she already thinks he is and aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.
Although he wanted the run from the utter embarrassment it brought, he couldn't bring his tail to move.
He glanced over at Y/N through the heavy blush and saw she was blushing heavily, it was the blush of roses, that peak of champagne pink. The colour infused cheeks dimpled with the blossoming smile and her eyes shone in a way that revealed her deep happiness.
Confused by Y/N's seemingly positive reaction, he approached her, well that was the plan until Angel flung himself into Sir Pent's hands, 'I will go out with you Edgelord!' He shouted, 'But it might cost you..' He murmured quietly,
'Not you!' Sir Pentious hissed, promptly dropping the spider, letting him fall to the floor and crawl away as the snake crossed his arms.
Realising Y/N never said anything about his gesture, he turned around to face her, but was stopped abruptly with a kiss on the lips.
She kissed him and the world fell away. It was slow and soft, comforting in ways that words would never be. His hand rested below her ear, his thumb caressing her cheek as their breaths mingled. He ran his fingers down her spine, pulling her closer until there was no space left between them when she whispered, 'I will go out with you'.
But the real question is, did she eat the cupcakes?
