It's been a week since Baxter installed his laboratory in the Hazbin Hotel, being the most peaceful place he could find in hell, he couldn't care less about whatever that redemption thing was, all he wanted was a place to work alone in his own experiments without any interruption, of course, some days things just couldn't go as planned.

During the obligatory breakfast reunion in the long table, he was given fish food in a can, he wasn't that desperate for food so he walked back to his room without a word, as expected, not even the cook Alastor took notice of him leaving.

His lab was simply a table with places to hold test tubes and other tools involved in the art of chemistry, the only comfort he had in such a nasty world he had to live in, so he took of his cheap pajamas, took a shower and put on his scientist uniform.

6 hours of mixing potions, heating up some test tubes with an improvised lighter, trying antidotes on plants and of course... mixing more potions.

An explosion could be heard from the outside of his room, the other tenants that passed went on shock when they heard it and began to panic, even the fire alarm was triggered.

Baxter had 2 testing tubes in both of his hands that surprisingly didn't broke despite his face and torso being covered in ashes, he was a bit angry but not enough to quit his hobby for the day.

"Guess i shouldn't add chlorhydric acid". He sighed in defeat.

The door to his room was opened by a kick from Vaggie's leg, literally, Alastor used her leg to open the door and check what the issue was.

"May i know what's happening, Baxter?". With his creepy smile he walked in.

Minutes later at Charlie's office, Baxter explained her what happened.

"You almost caused a fire! Do you have any idea of the danger you were putting us through?".

"It's nothing compared to that spider guy, you know, the one you haven't kicked for some reason!"

She took a deep breath "Listen, i know you love science but we can't allow that to happen again, so, consider this a warning, also, we are taking your lab out of your room-"

"You WHAT?!"

"I think you need to socialize more often, it's nice that you manage to avoid problems and this was just an accident but i think you need to make some friends, until then, we are keeping your tables and science glass things"

"It's called 'test tubes' and what makes you thing i wouldn't just go for my shit and get the fuck out of this place".

"Because... If you want them back you had to find them first."

"What?!"

He quickly left the office and went to his room, his lab was no longer there, just his bed.

"YOU FUCKING WHORE!"

He came back to the office with a kick, using Vaggie's other leg.

"Could you guys stop doing that!?". Vaggie's yells could be heard through the hall.

"Where's my shit?! Did you know how hard it is to get stuff like that in fucking hell?"

"Oh, i'll give it back, when you make friends"

Baxter's veins could be seen through his neck, arms and face, his fangs were revealed like he turned into a shark, he took as much air that he could through the nostrils in his neck and with the force of his throat he screamed...

"COCK-SUCKING BITCH!".

"It's okay, chill out, i've already have a friend you can hang out with, in fact, i convinced him to hang out with you!" Said the princess with a smile in her face despite Baxter's rude response.

"What, who?"

"You'll see him soon, for now get ready, you have an appointment tonight"

"You? Who? What? Where?"

Before he could say anything, Vaggie came into the room jumping with one leg and showing a face of anger that startled the fish man, in fact, her teeth, missing eye and the way she walked made his expression of fear look like a little kitty.

When he heard her ominous growls he knew what she wanted.

He raised his arm to give her the leg, he was shaking out of fear but that didn't stopped Vaggie from taking it from his hand and put it in the wound where it should be, it quickly merged into place.

She kept making the face of doom and anger at him, now scared he decided to slowly walk away from the office.

"Grrr...!"

But then decided to grab speed and vanish from the room leaving a cloud of dust behind, if there's something he wasn't fond of is angry moths.

He came back to his room in deep frustration, fell to his bed, didn't even bothered to take his uniform.

Nifty was walking through the halls with her cleaning tools to Baxter's room, she knocked on his door.

An angry fish man opened the door, his fangs clearly shown that he wasn't having a nice day, didn't stopped Nifty from saying "It's cleaning time!".

Before she took a single step inside his room, Baxter grabbed the mop, broom, bucket and other cleaning tools from Nifty's hands then close the door in front of her.

"Oh, it's nice to see someone who actually cares about hygiene" Despite Baxter's rude behavior, Nifty was happy to see that he had the determination to clean his own room.

After a few minutes, the door was opened, Nifty was waiting there "Can you please give me the tools ba-". She got interrupted by the bucket with the cleaning tools getting thrown at her, tossing her away.

After aggressively closing the door, Baxter returned to his bed.

After a few minutes of looking at the ceiling, he opened the drawer of his nightstand and took a Rubik cube out of it, it was unsolved, he took a deep breath and tried to concentrate, he moved the blocks from one side of the cube to the other, his strategic skills were put to the test.

But then it was his patience that got put to the test after 10 attempts, there was always a side left incomplete, he twisted and twisted the sides, over and over.

"Fuck this bullshit!" He dropped the cube in the floor out of frustration "Everything fucking sucks".

In an attempt to relax he looked at the window, opened it and popped his head out.

The wind caressing his scales was a comfy sensation, finally, after a wave of stress of the day, he finally found enough peace to smile looking at the streets under the hell's sun.

Until a thunder showed up and started to rain.

His cute smile slowly turned upside down into a face of hatred and frustration, anger beyond comprehension was starting to fill his mind.

"Could this day, be just a little bit more shitty than it already is?".

He got an answer, a magazine just fell to his head, without any even looking up due to the rain, he went inside and took the magazine off his head.

Before he could throw it in the trash, he was hooked when the picture in the cover grabbed his attention, it looked the spider guy, it probably was but he wasn't sure since he's not the kind of person that enjoys talking with others.

The cover was a picture of the spider guy being shown from the head to the abdomen without any visible clothing, holding a bottle of whine and dripping it's liquid in his fluffy chest, the other 3 arms were resting on his hips which couldn't be seen in the picture, the title of the magazine read "Fuckable boiz" with a small text in below that said "Sorry my boss wanted a catchy phrase and he barely gave me enough time to think of something less shitty so please look inside for something to masturbate and forget about the title". He immediately knew what kind of "book" was.

That kept his attention strong enough to go back to his bed and open it, he got welcomed by a picture of the spider guy in a bed, covering himself with a red blanket, smiling at the camera, the text on the side read "Angel Dust: Double the arms, double the dicks".

"So that's his name..."

He moved to the next page, it was Angel doing sexy poses in both pages, the left one was a picture taken with the camera inside his chest while pointing at his face with a smile that showed his yellow fangs, on the right one was a picture of him in a red suit and pink panties presenting his ass to the camera, also smiling.

Before he knew it, he felt a funny sensation down there.

"Oh, haven't done this in a while".

Being a lonely guy, he got used to have fun with himself, and this was just another occasion.

He quickly grabbed his pants and pulled them off his legs along with his underwear and shoes.

He kept reading, on the next 2 pages he was looking at similar photos of Angel, the funny feeling was rising as he kept going.

He finally reached a picture, taken from a low perspective of Angel with his pants down and his dick exposed to the camera, Baxter's imagination flew the more he looked at it, the spider's penis had the size of a flashlight, a flashlight that could perfectly fit inside his mouth, slowly being shoved until it reached the throat, he would rub his tongue in it while moving his head back and forth, constantly touching the testicles with his chin.

The other page was another picture in a low perspective of Angel, but this time taken from his back, showing his naked butt resting on a chair, his bottom occupied plenty of room in the photo.

The pleasure was getting stronger, he put the magazine on the bed, then he reached for his above average size blue dick to grab it and pull it at a slow pace.

With the other hand he moved the page of the Magazine, this time it was one photo in 2 pages of Angel showing up his whole anus to the camera, his two lower arms were holding both butt cheeks out of the way, the top arms were pointing at his butt-hole as he looked at the camera with a nasty grin with his tongue out.

Baxter couldn't resist the feeling anymore, he simply dropped his face on between the pages, he licked the surface between the pages as he kept pulling his dick at a faster speed.

The ecstasy ran through his body, he could only imagine his head being pushed against Angel's ass with the force of the spiders arms, he imagined his head resting between the butt cheeks as his tongue does the dirty work on the cave, licking the walls of the inside, then lowering his head as his tongue comes out of the butt, sliding through the skin of the scrotum and reaching the pair of pearls, moving his tongue back and forth in between the balls.

"Ah...AAAH!...AAAAAAH!"

He dropped himself in the bed as he felt the semen dripping from the tip of his dick to the smooth sheet of the bed.

After a very frustrating half of a day, Baxter finally found a way to chill out, he could only smile after feeling a joy that he hasn't feel in weeks.

"Hello". Somebody with a New York accent knocked at his door.

"Oh fuck". Whispered the dirty fish man as he got up from the bed and slowly walked to the door, moved his head to the peephole and... It was Angel Dust on the other side.

He covered his mouth to avoid making any noise... without realizing the he still had cum in one of his hands.

He had to ignore the feeling of disgust, having a porn star on the other side of his door was the last thing he expected in his life, somewhat in the list but he wasn't ready for that.

He could open the door, being a porn star it wouldn't be a problem but he was too shy to interact.

He kept thinking for a while until Angel's began to fade away,

"Great, oh gawd, please be on the other room, ple...".

He was finally alone again, alone to clean up some wet chemical that he left on his bed, the floor and... his own lips.