Not Like the Picture Shows (Hazbin Hotel) -Radiodust-

Chapter 17: The Deal

A/N: I laughed because my comment section was so spammed x3 I loved it, I had over 49 notifications waking up. Just from wattpad XD

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Alastor held Angel by the waist tightly, not willing to let go even if he had a scratch upon his head. If Lucifer himself walked through that door, Alastor would not let go.

Here they were, sitting in the hotel's dining hall with that monstrous pimp that once called Angel his, drinking tea. It wasn't even the good tea like Luisa or anything, no no.. it was green tea. GREEN TEA! (I could rant about tea all day) Valentino sat across from the couple, stirring his tea. How had he convinced them to talk? By coming alone of course, and since Alastor had his powers, the moth's legs and bottom set of arms were restrained by Al's tentacle things-

"What in the 9 circles do you want, Valentino?" The deer growled, Angel shifting uncomfortably in his lap. Alastor could tell his lover was bothered by the pimp's presence, and he could not blame him of course. Val had used him, and Alastor had to witness the pain of his boyfriend. If he could, he would rip apart Val as well, but his vulnerability amused Alastor.

The moth took a long sip of his tea. "As you know, you killed of my dear Voxxie.." Val looked down with a frown, and somehow Angel had a little pity for him. Only a little. It was kind of obvious how much Valentino liked Vox, it was too bad the screened demon never felt the same.

"Since then, my studio has lost a lot more money without his investment. I would hate to go bankrupt, the porn industry is they best I can run.."

Angel at up a little and drank some of his tea. "Kay, whadya' want us ta do bout'it, baldie?"

Val rolled his eyes, crossing his top arms after putting his cup down. "Well, I can't have you back, seeing as you were the best I've had."

The spider stood up and banged his fist on the table. "Well maybe if you treated me better, I would've stayed! But nooo you had to go and sleep with  Vox didn't you? And then you expected me to just go on with the shit you were givin' me!"

Alastor cringed at the thought of Valentino dating his boyfriend. How in Hell did those two even manage to get together? Valentino was a completely and utter dick. Thank Lucifer Angel was his now.. not that over-styled pimp of a moth.

Val rolled his eyes. "I know, I know! But I need someone to work and make the studio money! I could always make you, but your boyfriend's intimidating.." the moth admitted hesitantly, to which Alastor chuckled at.

"And why would we help you find someone dumb enough to work for you?" The Radio Demon asked, and eyebrow cocked.

The pimp scoffed. "Hows about I make you two gentlemen a deal?" He gave a toothy grin, that golden tooth catching the light.

Angel made a hesitant face, looking to Alastor for guidance. He could feel the tentacles and shadows swarming at their feet, the deer nodding and giving the spider's shoulder a reassuring squeeze. The spider sighed and turned to face Val.

"Alright, if we help ya, whada' we get in return?"

Valentino took another long, suspenseful sip of his tea.

"I'll give your hotel a good review, as well as leave you and your out of styled boyfriend alone,"

Alastor tapped his chin. "Hmm..." Angel looked down, then back at Alastor.