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Life at the Hazbin Hotel has finally started to settle-at least as much as it can in Hell. Angel Dust and Husk have been dancing around their feelings for months, and now they're officially boyfriends, much to Charlie's delight and Alastor's endlessly menacing amusement. Vaggie keeps the chaos in check, Nifty flutters through the halls cleaning up disasters no one remembers causing, Cherri Bomb drops by whenever she pleases, and Sir Pentious is... well, trying his best.
But the calm doesn't last.
Angel Dust begins getting sick. Not the usual hangovers. Not withdrawal. Not stress. Real sickness-violent nausea, weakness, dizzy spells that leave him trembling in Husk's arms. Husk immediately knows something is wrong, something deeper than Angel wants to admit.
Then the truth comes out.
Angel is pregnant.
With HuskerDust kittens.
Angel is stunned-overwhelmed, terrified, and secretly glowing with a happiness he never thought he'd feel. Husk, on the other hand, panics. The news slams into him so hard he snaps, yelling at Angel in fear of what this pregnancy could mean in Hell, how dangerous it could be, how easily it could cost Angel his life.
The outburst wounds them both.
The entire hotel is shocked-Charlie tries to stay optimistic, Vaggie keeps everyone from spiraling, Nifty starts sewing tiny baby blankets, Sir Pentious faints more than once, and Alastor watches with a smile a little too wide to be comforting.
Cherri Bomb steps up, determined to help Angel through the pregnancy, even as the symptoms worsen. The kittens drain his strength faster each day, leaving him pale and shaking. Husk watches the person he loves grow sicker and sicker, and the fear eats him alive. He wants to protect Angel, but he feels helpless-terrified he might lose him.
As Angel fights to carry their impossible children to term, Husk must confront the fear, guilt, and love that bind them... before the pregnancy tears them apart.