Pride Ring, Several Days Later
"I really do not care how many fucking times you ask; you are not getting in," The Royal guard said to the persistent gang leader Ricky.
"I mean, come on, this is a really good fucking question that only the king himself would know," Ricky said. He had been pestering the two royal guards in front of the Morningstar estate, which is just a different way to consider the Kingdom of Hell.
"I do not give two shits what kind of question you have. You think Lord Lucifer just openly accepts random requests to see him by typical demons such as yourself?" The Royal guard responded.
"So take the hint and fuck off before we physically make you leave the premises," said by Royal guard number two.
"I'm telling you, I only need a few minutes to ask him this. Is he not here at the moment?" Ricky asked, still refusing to give up.
"Whether he is or he isn't, that's just not your concern is it?" The first guard answered.
"You seem to not be good at taking the most obvious hints imaginable. So this is your last chance. Go away. And unless the king actually requests for you, I wouldn't bother showing up at any time of the day," The second Royal guard said.
"I'm sure he would want to hear this. It's about the human. What was he called again...uh...the Slayer! That's it," Ricky responded.
"There's been a lot of shit about him. I doubt whatever you have to say is anything special," The Royal guard responded.
"You seem to be hard of hearing," Lucifer said as he appeared behind Ricky with his arms folded behind his back and a stern look on his face.
"O-Oh! Hello Lucifer...sir," Ricky said as he was somewhat startled by the sudden appearance of Lucifer.
"Your Highness, we kept on trying to make him leave. But clearly, he's too stubborn to understand it," The first Royal guard said.
"Oh I am very aware of this demon refusing to leave when told so. So, do you care to fully share with me why you refuse to leave?" Lucifer said, getting closer and closer to Ricky.
"Uh. Well, it's something about that human. Something very interesting that I was hoping you could answer," Ricky responded with a nervous tone as he felt the hard gaze from Lucifer staring him down.
"Oh wow! Someone else decides to come with me shit about the human. I believe we should start a club for people like you. We could make a ton of money off of T-Shirt sales," Lucifer responded.
"Wellllll I bet this is something someone hasn't asked you yet. Unless you have, and then you could at least answer it?" Ricky asked with a nervous tone again.
Lucifer let out a small sigh as he placed a hand on his forehead, as this was becoming annoying to him now. "Fine. You have one minute," he responded. In an instant, both Lucifer and Ricky seemed to be teleported inside of the palace, where they could at least try and talk in private.
Ricky started to look around as that seemed kind of cool to be teleported from one place to another in an instant. "Woah. I've uh, never seen the inside of this place before. It is...quite fancy."
"Last I checked, you are not here to sight-see. You are here to tell me what is so fucking important that you refused to go away when you were told to leave," Lucifer quickly responded.
"Right, right," Ricky said, agreeing with Lucifer.
"So," Lucifer said as he summoned his cane and then used it to lean on. "Out with it."
"Alright so a few days ago, the human, uh, what was he called again? The...the Doom Slayer, came into my gang's territory in the pride ring, and we aren't too fond of outsiders coming into our area unannounced. To make a long story short, things got heated, and the Slayer killed all of my guys and I-" Ricky stopped talking as he saw that Lucifer closed his eyes and held up a hand, basically telling him to stop talking.
"Let me just...clear something up here before this goes any further. If what you are about to say next has something to do with the fact that you are mad that the human killed your little gang and you wish that I do something about it to avenge those he killed, I suggest you leave this place now before I go ahead and finish what he started," Lucifer said with his eyes glowing a bright red which he used to let others know he was getting pissed and that they should be afraid.
"UH NO, no, no, no, no. It's nothing like that," Ricky said as he quickly made sure that wasn't where he was going with this.
Lucifer then let out a small sigh and returned back to normal. "Alright then. Proceed," he said in a smug tone.
"So as I was saying, he killed all my guys except for me, 'cause ya know, I was smart enough to not pick a fight with that monster. But the weird thing is, it's been several days now, and they haven't came back yet," Ricky said, finishing his story.
"Haven't come back?" Lucifer asked as that sounded strange.
"Yeah, you know how sinners can't fully die, and they usually come back and shit?" Ricky said, explaining something to him that did not need to be explained.
"Did you really fucking think that's what I meant with that question? And did you really think I needed you to explain something like that to me?" Lucifer asked.
"Right, right. Stupid question," Ricky responded.
"Yes it was," Lucifer said in an annoyed tone.
"I just find it quite weird that I haven't seen them in days since that fight happened," Ricky said.
"How do you not know that they are not just hiding out somewhere being the scared little mobsters they are?" Lucifer asked, this time with a stern grin.
"Well, I did think of that but...their bodies are still there. Like, that's the weird part. I almost think that the Slayer actually has the ability to permanently kill demons. So that's what my question is. Is that even possible for him to do that?" Ricky said as he took the long way to get to the point, but he eventually got there.
Lucifer took a second to give out a response to that. "Well...does he possess some time of angelic weaponry?" He asked as he figured that could be the possible answer.
"Not that I saw. He mainly used his bare hands and that big ass blade attached to his arm to kill. That guy is fucking scary when you see him fight in person," Ricky said, having some flashbacks in his mind watching the Slayer kill so effectively.
Once again, Lucifer was slow to come up with a response. In a way, he didn't quite know what was true or not. "Well, then I think that's your answer. He is just a human. He could have no way to fully kill a sinner unless he carried a angelic weapon. I would just assume your little gang members are somewhere around the pride ring. So, if you're so desperate to find them, I guess you should really get on that instead of talking to me."
"But how would that explain their bodies still being there? Ain't they suppose to like disappear or some shit?" Ricky asked as he had seen sinners die before.
"Perhaps the effect is just taking longer than usual. Like I said. If you are that concerned about finding whatever friends you have, I'd say you should just look for them instead. I assure you, that humans cannot give a final death to anyone. So, let's get you on your way," Lucifer said as he used his powers to teleport Ricky out of the palace room and back out to the front, where he'd hopefully leave this time.
Finally, Lucifer was alone again. He now started to think to himself about what this demon was telling him. I mean sure, he could very well be lying about the situation but what would that demon gain about lying to him. It would just have been a massive waste of both of their time. There just cannot be any way that the Slayer can do what even the most powerful demons in Hell could not do to sinners. And that would be to give them their final death. This was starting to become a puzzling question. But in that moment, he remembered something, or SOMEONE, that he could talk too.
"Are you there?" Lucifer said out loud. "You did mention that you can pretty much be anywhere at once. I'm sure that this...person or whatever you want to fucking call it knows exactly who they are and could figure out that I'm not just trying to talk to myself here."
Lucifer looked all around but felt dumb for doing it as he couldn't see this being to begin with. He wasn't getting a response for several seconds now and figured he wouldn't get one. Until the being responded.
"I am here," The Father spoke up in response to Lucifer's request.
"Oh good. I figured you were ignoring me," Lucifer said in a sarcastic sense of joy.
"I was...preoccupied for the moment. I can sense that you wish to speak to me," The Father responded.
"Yes. I would. Since you came to me with so much about this human in the first place, I would have to assume that you'd be able to answer things about him?" Lucifer asked to make sure that statement was correct.
"For the most part. While I have been in contact with the Slayer for some time, I still have indefinite access to the Slayer's true origins or subjects that would ultimately fall into those lines," The Father responded.
"Well. Let's hope this is something you can answer. I do not recall if I have told you this but certain demons in this realm, such as sinners, possess an ability that I like to refer to as Longevity. In the most practical sense, they are immortal down here and will not grow old or die of natural causes. It's kind of the theme of eternal suffering. They could get hurt, have their limbs removed, take a bullet through the brain or anything along that nature twenty times over. They will always come back. But just a few moments ago I had a demon tell me that this human killed his gang which was composed of all sinner demons and yet, they may have been given what I like to call their Final Death. That human should not have the ability to make something like that happen. Right?" Lucifer said, ending his lecture with a question.
"That...is a formidable question. If I understand this correctly, the former humans that are brought down into this realm after their life cycle is complete... and are denied entry into Heaven are known as Sinners. Those demons of this world contain some type of power that doesn't allow them to be killed by natural means. With that in mind, what can give the demons of this world their Final Death?" The Father asked after his homemade explanation.
"Angelic weaponry. Special weapons that come from my old home up in Heaven. Typically the Exorcists, who come down once a year, bring these weapons into the realm to kill off the demons. Helps with that overpopulation problem I mentioned before. I know there's a large market throughout Hell where demons collect the weapons and craft new weapons out of them. THAT, is the only way a sinner and demon royalty can fully be killed. So because of that, the human shouldn't be able to achieve that on his own," Lucifer said as he forgot to mention that part of it.
"When these demons do experience their Final Death. Does anything happen to the souls that they possess in this realm?" The Father asked.
"I suppose the type of dark energy they possess can sometimes find its place throughout Hell. I am not sure if you've noticed, but some objects throughout the realm have some humanlike features," Lucifer answered.
"I see. Perhaps, there is an explanation for it," The Father responded.
"Oh? And what would that be?" Lucifer asked as he was interested to hear this.
"After the Slayer was given the Seraphim's blessing with the use of the Divinity Machine, the Slayer gained the ability to absorb the souls of the foes he has slain. It is written that the energy that possesses the soul can be absorbed by the Slayer to make him even stronger. It is possible that even though the energy that the demons possess in this realm, while it is different, could have a similar effect," The Father explained.
"What the fuck? So you are telling me that he actually could be able to absorb the souls of the demons in my realm?" Lucifer asked to make sure that was true.
"I can only render it as a possibility. I do not have enough knowledge of this realm to know the fullest extent of how it works," The Father responded back.
"What the hell. So this human could actually be able to fully kill a demon. Fucking hell this man can just defy all logic that has been put in place in Hell from the very beginning," Lucifer said, mainly to himself. "What's fucking next? Am I going to learn that this human is going into Heaven next?"
"The Slayer has already stepped foot into that realm," The Father responded, even though he wasn't being talked to.
"WHAT? That...that human has been to Heaven?!" Lucifer exclaimed as he didn't actually expect to hear those words.
"That is correct," The Father responded.
"What in the fuck! With how protective and how sacred my father thinks of his goddamn realm, why would he ever allow an outsider in. Especially a mortal human of all people," Lucifer said once again, venting to himself.
"Due to the powers that have been bestowed upon the Slayer, he is no longer bounded by the lengths of mortality," The Father responded to correct the fact that Lucifer called the Doom Slayer a mortal.
"Oh right, because he's a god or some shit like that?" Lucifer said in a sarcastic tone. He then started to pace back and forth throughout the room as new thoughts were coming to his head. "Maybe...maybe that could explain it. My father would not just allow anyone to come into his realm. Perhaps the two of them did establish some type of...agreement. That could very well be the reason why he is able to permanently kill the demons of Hell. Perhaps...my father gave me holy weaponry to enact some type of goal he has in Hell but isn't bothering to do it himself."
"I find that to be...unlikely," The Father responded to Lucifer's claim.
"Oh? Why is that?" Lucifer asked.
"While I have not been in contact with the Slayer throughout his entire existence, I have been around him through...multiple forms. Throughout that time, I tended to notice his motives and tendencies. The Slayer is not normally someone who will work in the service of others. He works in ways that he sees fit and will allow no one to stop him from reaching his desired goal," The Father explained.
"Well how do you know for sure that they didn't? Sounds like you haven't really be with him for some time. I'm assuming you know my father is...God? You know, the person who's able to grant anyone their greatest wishes. The person who created this whole universe. How do you know that he didn't offer the human something he absolutely couldn't refuse?" Lucifer asked.
"While that is not an impossible conclusion, I have witnessed the Slayer being offered a deal of such... proportions...but it was not enough to stray him from his path," The Father responded.
"But can you be for certain that the situation that I described couldn't have happened?" Lucifer asked.
"No. I can not completely rule out any outcome at this time. But I can give probable answers based on prior knowledge," The Father said, basically agreeing and disagreeing with Lucifer's claim at the same time.
"Okay, fine. I suppose that is fair. But at this point in time, whether this human has the ability to...absorb souls or he has some type of heavenly weaponry from my father doesn't really make that much of a difference. The point is he could actually be able to fully kill those under my rule. And if what you are saying is true about the fact that he gets stronger with those he kills, he could bring this realm to its knees. Do you realize how many demons are down here? No? That's because the number is incalculable. Demons are dying every day as well as former humans are being sent down here. If he decides he wants to kill everyone because he just...'hates demons', then he has to be stopped before he gets to far," Lucifer said.
"I do not advise that path to very wise. While you may be correct on the fact the Slayer may take action against this world, there is just enough of a possibility that he won't, due to the fact he has yet to do so already," The Father responded.
"Look. I'll take whatever path that I deem advisable. All I know is that this human is seeming more and more like a threat against my realm and a threat against me. It has been clear as day that you cannot get through to him through words or even scare tactics because, apparently the man lacks all sense of the word fear. So the only way to really reach him may be through the only thing he knows. Which is violence," Lucifer said as he started to plan out his next course of action.
"If you do desire to attempt the kill the Slayer, it is something that I cannot prevent or stop you from doing. It will be your decision if you feel you are prepared for it," The Father said, trying to give Lucifer one more warning of what he would be getting himself into when trying to fight the Slayer. But only time would tell now what Lucifer would do. If he wanted to engage the Slayer, he wouldn't wait around much longer.
Elsewhere in the Pride Ring
Walking down the streets of Hell was Ricky after his encounter with Lucifer. He was told by the king himself that his friends weren't fully dead and would be around Hell somewhere. But he truly didn't know what to believe at this point. As he was walking, he spotted a type of bar/club that he liked to go to. It seemed like a good spot to take a load off and get a drink right about now.
He walked up to the door and pushed it open. The bar was somewhat busy at that moment, but it was Hell after all. People loved their drinks. As he looked around he spotted a few familiar faces up at the bar's counter. Solomon and Percy. Both of them worked with his gang in different ways. Solomon was good at getting in weapons when his crew needed some. In fact, he provided them with that new shipment of RPG's. Although that didn't really work out in the end when his gang was fighting the Slayer. Now Percy was a guy that could get all the other types of things. He somehow had a knack for providing for whatever the customer wanted. As he walked closer to them, they ended up noticing him as well.
"Well look at that. Ricky finally making a fucking appearance," Solomon said to him.
"Yes. Figured I needed a drink right about now," Ricky said as he took an open seat next to him at the bar. "Get me a glass of whatever strong liquor you got," he then said to the bartender.
"Oh? Going strong today, are we? Is there some type of special occasion or did you hit some type of rough patch?" Percy said, as Ricky didn't typically like to order such strong drinks.
"You could call it a rough patch," Ricky said as the bartender poured his drink.
"What's the fucking matter? Those launchers not working out for ya?" Solomon asked.
"No, no. It's nothing like that," Ricky said as he took a sip. He made a small face at how much kick that drink had.
"So...what the fuck is the matter then?" Percy asked.
"Well. I'm sure you both have to know about that big fucking human right?" Ricky said as the question was for both of them.
"Of fucking course," Solomon answered.
"Who fucking hasn't?" Percy answered as well.
"Well...me and my boys encountered him in our turf," Ricky said.
"You did? What in the fuck was he doing out there?" Solomon asked.
"I haven't got a damn clue. I tried to talk to him but the guy is a fucking mute after all. My boys felt so threatened and wouldn't ya fucking know, they had to fight him when that wasn't necessary," Ricky responded.
"So yer mad that your gang fought the human?" Solomon asked as he didn't quite understand where Ricky was getting at.
"Did they win?" Percy asked.
"Fuck no they ain't win! That guy mowed them all down like I've never seen. He's a brutal fucking killer," Ricky answered.
"So yer upset they got killed?" Solomon asked again, wondering if this was the right answer.
"You do know they are just gonna come back, right? I mean come on, how fucking long you been down here?" Percy said, making fun at Ricky.
"No that's what I'm trying to get at here! This monster of a human killed off all my boys. It's been days and I haven't heard a single thing from any of them, have not even seen any of them around Hell or seen them back at our warehouse. That shit is fucking weird," Ricky said, giving a quick recap of his situation.
"Sure does sound like it," Solomon said as he took another drink out of his glass.
"So what are you trying to say here? They are actually 'dead dead'?" Percy asked, trying to find a way to call someone deader than actually being dead.
"Yes, I mean. Fuck I don't really know. I ain't never seen shit like this before," Ricky said as he took another swig of his drink. "I'm telling you the king knows something that I...or we don't know," He added.
"There's probably a ton of shit that Lucifer keeps to himself that we don't know about. If you are just now figuring that out then that is fucking sad," Percy responded.
"No, not like that. I literally went to the guy in person to ask him about this whole shitty situation," Ricky said, explaining it better.
Percy practically choked on his drink after hearing what Ricky had just said. After a few coughs, he was able to get out what he was trying to say. "What the fuck? You actually went and talked to the king?"
"Yeah I did," Ricky answered.
"And he didn't like...tell you to fuck off? Or make you leave?" Solomon asked as he didn't believe it either.
"Wellllll he kind of did. But what can I say? I'm quite fuckin persistent," Ricky answered.
"And quite fucking retarded, too," Solomon said, which made himself and Percy laugh.
"Sure, whatever. But at the end of the day, I did talk to him about this situation to see if he could answer it," Ricky said trying to get back to the main point.
"Okay? What did he say?" Percy asked as he was interested.
"That's the thing," Ricky said as he started waving his finger for dramatic effect. "He told me that it wasn't possible but he didn't seem to sure of his answer. He really had to think of what he was going to say in order to tell me what I wanted to hear. I think he was as lost as I was and told me something else in order to make me leave."
"That human could have very well just used like some special weapons, ya know? I've seen those things flowing around the market. They are some pretty sweet weapons," Solomon responded.
"But he wasn't using anything like that. He only used one singular gun and that was this shotgun he somehow brought from nowhere. That did not look like an angelic weapon," Ricky responded.
"So you are really saying that this human could actually be able to fully kill off demons? Like are you completely standing behind this claim?" Solomon said practically asking the same question twice over.
"I mean I'm not 100% certain as I've never seen someone do it before. But if I don't see my boys come back in the upcoming days. I will fully believe that he can," Ricky answered the best he could.
"Hm. Then that could be real fucking useful. I smell an opportunity in the rise," Solomon said.
"Oh? What the fuck is cooking in that brain of yours now?" Percy said as he took another swig of his drink.
"Think of it like this. Those Exterminator weapons ain't cheap and sometimes shit can get complicated with sellers in order to obtain them. If what you are saying is true than this human can bypass all that shit and kill without the need of those weapons," Solomon said relieving his idea.
"Ahhh. I think I see where you are going with this," Percy said.
"I hope you would. So with that being the case, and knowing how well of a killer this man is turning out to be, he could become the best bounty hunter, gun for hire, a hitman that Hell has ever seen. He could probably get rid of Hell's elite too," Solomon said, finishing his idea.
"Maybe he could even get up to the surface and kill some of the pricks up there too. Then when they get down here, he can fuck them up again," Percy said, which made both him and Solomon laugh.
"Yeah, good luck convincing him to do that," Ricky said to break up their laughter.
"Hey you never know. Sometimes you just got to know the interests of others," Solomon responded.
"Fair. But I suppose you got to even know where to find the guy. Like that was the very first time I've ever seen the guy in the months, he's been down here. I mean, where the hell would you even look?" Ricky said with his hands in the air. He then looked at Percy and Solomon who were both looking above Ricky's position. He then saw Percy point a finger up in the air towards a TV. And wouldn't you know? As if on cue, the broadcast from 666 News that was done at the hotel was playing. They were currently watching Charlie standing in front of all the cameras and microphones answering questions. And standing in the back was the Slayer himself. Ricky decided he wouldn't say anything. He would just sit back and listen.
"So the human is here because he wants to be redeemed?" Tom asked, trying to establish the Slayer's role here for everyone to figure out.
"Uhhhh...welll...no, not exactly. I don't even think that humans could even be redeemed because they are...not officially dead," Charlie answered with a nervous smile.
"Okay so then he's one of the staff? Like perhaps this place's bouncer. I mean he's got the look of it no doubt," Deboys said next, figuring that she was right.
"Um...well...that's not exactly it either," Charlie said, still with a nervous smile on her face.
"So then what is his role here? Is he literally just here for free without having to do anything?" Deboys asked.
"Are you absolutely sure there aren't some sexual favors being exchanged in order to pay rent? Cause I know there are a lot of horny and sex-deprived fucks out there that offer that," French then asked as he was going back to the affair thing.
"No! There is no sexual favors, no affair, nothing like that. I am just providing him with some help. I mean, how could he get a job or earn any type of money here being human? I doubt anyone would hire him," Charlie said with a shoulder shrug.
"I don't know, I bet a lot of people could use some extra muscle at times," Clancy said in response.
"Look, going back to the main point, that's what this hotel is meant for. Sure it's overall goal is to redeem those that wish to join, but we will still take in anyone that wants to change and give the hotel a chance. I mean, look, he gave it a chance," Charlie said, now reverting the conversation to the hotel while pointing at the Slayer. The Slayer did not care about whatever the purpose was for this hotel but obviously didn't care enough to say anything.
The feed then cut away from that and then went back to see Tom Trench and Katie Killjoy. Katie, still not being in favor of Charlie at all had the first thing to say in response to that clip. "Well look at that. Apparently the ever bat-shit crazy Princess of Hell is still up to that little...redemption project of hers. You'd think by now she would have learned his lesson from the last time she presented this little idea and done better things with her pathetic life."
"Well she sure is persistent that's for sure. And how about the fact that she has brought in the ever dangerous Doom Slayer himself as well as working along side the Radio Demon. Quite the bunch there," Tom said after Katie.
"Yes, time, quite the bunch there indeed," Katie said as she gritted her teeth and kept up her fake smile as she thought that Tom's comment was "fucking stupid."
"Well, well, well, Ricky," Solomon said as he took the final swig of his glass. He then let out a small breath. "I think all of Hell knows exactly where to find him," he said as he got up from his seat. "I think we oughta spread the word on shit like this. I'm sure a large part of Hell would be interested in knowing this."
Hazbin Hotel, Later at Night
Vaggie slowly walked down the stairs as the sound of rustling and clanking of bottles caught her ears. At first she wondered if it was just Angel's pig Fat Nuggets or Niffty's new pet Keekee. But of course that wasn't a guess she thought was very plausible as the main suspect came to be as she spotted white fur behind the bar collecting bottles. She stopped herself and placed her hands on her hips trying to create some dramatic effect before speaking.
"Really Angel?" Vaggie said as she caught him. At this point she wasn't surprised. The surprise of her voice made Angel smack his head on the side of the bar.
"Hey fuck off. I'm thirsty alright?" Angel said rubbing the part of his head he smacked.
"There are sinks you know. You don't have to steal from the bar," Vaggie responded.
"Yeah I know. But this is a way I can sneak some without Husk knowing," Angel said.
"How about I go wake him up and tell him what you are doing?" Vaggie said telling Angel a small threat.
"Aw come on. Don't go and make the already grumpy cat more grumpy," Angel responded.
BANG
BANG
BANG
Three loud knocks came from the doors of the hotel. Both Angel and Vaggie looked at one another cause this was the first time someone had ever come this late to the hotel. It could almost have been anyone at this point.
"Who the hell could that be?" Vaggie said as she walked towards the doors.
"Maybe some drunk and horny fucks looking for a place to...well ya know...fuck!" Angel said as he put all the drinks he took on the bar cause he was somewhat interested on who it was.
"Did I ever tell you how funny you are?" Vaggie responded.
"Nope, you haven't. You could always start," Angel said with a smile as he started to walk towards the door.
Vaggie opened them up to see someone she did not expect to see. It was Sir Pentious. He was standing outside the doors with a typical grin on his face. "Greetings there I-" Was what he started to say until a spear has held at his throat by Vaggie.
"What in the fuck are you doing here. Last time you were here you brought some giant death ship with you," Vaggie said.
"Yes but I-" Pentious tried to say again before Angel cut him off.
"Oh look who it is. What in the fuck you doing here huh? Came for a late night ass kicking?" Angel asked.
"Not at all. I am here on a truce," Pentious responded.
"We'll see about that," Vaggie said not taking any chances.
"It is true. I am not here to take battle against anyone for the time being. I am here after learning of this place. I here it is a hotel after all. And by how quiet it seems. I have to assume it has plenty of empty rooms?" Pentious responded as she slithered in through the door.
"Shit it ain't like demons are crawling in to stay here. But don't ya got like...yer own place. Your little shitty liar when you come up with your next dumbass idea?" Angel said with a big grin on his face.
"It is NOT...shitty as you would call it. It is a place with much more taste than the direction this place is going," Pentious said in defense to his own home.
"Okay so why the fuck can't ya just go there if you like it so much?" Angel asked.
"WELL I...um...there was a bit of an...incident. Let's just say I was working on some new inventions. A type of device that could cause massive destruction to those who opposed me. A device that could wipe them out for GOOD," Pentious said explaining it in a way where it would sound better.
"So you were making a bomb," Vaggie said with a displeased look on her face as she could see right past the BS.
"Well I sssuppose that is a word for it. But it was much better than any mediocre bomb that you'd see that imbecile Cherri having," Pentious responded.
"If they are so shitty than why does she always beat you with them?" Angel said making himself laugh.
"It is nothing but luck. She wouldn't have bested me this time if that little incident didn't happen," Pentious said.
"Wait, wait, wait," Angel said as now he was starting to laugh harder. "Did you blow up your own fucking place?! Oh my fucking god. Please tell me that's why your here! That's exactly what you did isn't it!"
"CEASE YOUR laughter at me!" Pentious said as he was getting annoyed.
"I'm going to guess that's exactly what happened," Vaggie said as she was now using her spear as something to balance against.
"Okay fine! Yesss. There is the possibility that I may have accidentally ignited the material I was using which in response cause a chain reaction to...damage a large portion of my...place," Pentious said finally admitting the truth.
"That is fucking priceless. I got to tell Cherri about this," Angel said as he finally stopped laughing.
"So that's what brought you here? You need a place to stay?" Vaggie asked.
"In the circumstances that I find myself in at the moment...yes. At least until my place is reconstructed," Pentious answered.
"You could have gone to any other place in Hell. Why come here?" Vaggie asked.
"Well It just so happens I saw that little spot on the news about this place. A place that doesn't even charge you to stay at. That's quite the deal," Pentious said.
"It seems you didn't pay close enough attention to it cause if you did, there is more to just staying here for free. And anyways, why would we even allow you to stay here? You literally damaged the hotel and tried to kill everyone with that giant ass ship of yours," Vaggie responded.
"Oh please. That small dent in the front of this hotel was nowhere near the traumatic destruction that barbarian Alastor caused to my ship and to myself," Pentious said.
"I'd argue that you were asking for that," Vaggie said as she was not convinced.
"Yeah, and why the hell would ya wanna stay here. You realize Alastor does stay here as well as muscles? Ya know the guy who you called a 'rival'?" Angel said using air quotes around the word rival.
"Y-Yesss. I have taken that into some considerations. But...I'm sure those differences can be put aside for the time being. Hell, it's the reason why I haven't made any move against YOU of all demons," Pentious said.
"Awww, baby I'm flattered that you are restraining yourself so much from attacking," Angel said putting a fake seductive tone on his words as a joke.
"I still don't think we can trust you to stay here," Vaggie said.
"Hm. Well didn't the...princessss say that this place would accept anyone?" Pentious said going back to the news story.
Vaggie let out a annoyed sigh. "Yes but we would only allow demons to stay here if they will agree to rehabilitate themselves. That's the whole idea of this place. From what it's sounding like, you are just here because you want a place to stay for free."
Sir Pentious let out a small, but loud, laugh. "You are going to tell me that Angel Dust of all demons has been here to rehabilitate himself?"
"Well that's a whole different problem," Vaggie responded. In a way, she couldn't disagree with that.
"HEY!" Angel said taking offense to that.
"And what about Alastor? Or even that large beast covered in green armor? What about them?" Pentious asked. He was starting to make a good point here.
"Well..." Vaggie said as she was trying to think of something to say in response to that. "Ugh. Fuck. This place is really starting to get away from the main point."
"Exactly. Plus if you allow me to stay, you now gain a genius intellect that I'm sure will benefit you in some way shape or form," Pentious added.
"Or blow up the hotel," Angel said making himself laugh again.
"SHUT YOUR TRAP!" Pentious exclaimed.
"Alright both of you stop talking," Vaggie said. She then placed a hand on her forehead to decide what will come next. "Look. I personally don't you think you should be allowed to stay. But I'll leave that up to Charlie to make the final decision. So you better have a real good argument for her."
Sir Pentious put a smile on his face and tightened his bow tie. "I will have the greatest argument."
"I'm sure you will," Vaggie said sarcastically. "Come on, let's go talk to her."
"With pleasure," Pentious responded.
"Don't cause any explosions before we get there," Angel said as the three of them started to proceed towards Charlie.
"Will you sssshut up about that. It was in the NAME of science," Pentious said hoping this time to shut Angel up.