Angel Dust woke up in a barely lit room, tied up to a chair. He tried to free himself unsuccessfully. His captor came in.
"Finally awake, Angel Dust." He said.
"Yeah, and what's it to ya?" said Angel with his typical nonchalance.
The Captor held a knife at the spider demon's face.
"I want you to tell me where your boss stashes his vault."
Angel laughed, "It's hilarious you think I'd tell you anything."
The Captor grabbed him by the neck.
"Fine! I guess I'll just have to fuck the information out of ya." He grinned.
"Do your worst, Daddy, " Angel grinned.
And...I think you know what happened next.
It turns out, none of it actually happened! It was just one of the porn films in which Angel starred and was showing to the other in the Hotel.
Sir Pentious and Charlie were creeped out, Niffty seemed interested, Vaggie was annoyed and the Doctor was very uncomfortable.
"You know, this performance won me a Sex-x-xi award," said Angel proudly.
"It's, uh... Very... Honest?" Charlie commented, shielding her eyes with her hands.
"Enough of that!" Vaggie covered Charlie's eyes better, "Angel, what the fuck?"
"What? You said was a show-and-tell day. I'm showin' you my best film, and I'm tellin' you that it scored me a win over that bitch, Tiffany Titfucker." Angel justified himself.
"It's not a very convincing interrogation scene," Husk commented.
Angel was annoyed. He laughed. "Alright, dickhead. What makes you think you have any right to insult my work to my fuckin' face?"
"You really gonna sit there and act like these scripts ain't hot garbage?" Said the cat demon.
Angel gasped. "Fuck you! This is classy art!"
"That's bullshit. You get drunk and bitch about them all the time." Husk objected, "Everyone likes to bitch to the bartender. I know everything about you and these motherfuckers at this point. The new one? is an insecure buffoon whose lonely ass watches you idiots sleep! Princess, is a bleeding heart who wants to solve everybody else's problems 'cept her own."
"What?! No, I-What? Pfft, no, no." Charlie commented.
Husk pointed at Vaggie. "This one? Judges everyone and everything because she hates herself." He pointed at Niffty. "Niffty? You don't know what her deal is."
Angel laughed. "You weren't kidding. Oh ho, wow! Kitten's got claws..." He placed his hand underneath Husk's chin, turning his head to face him closely as his hand adjusted against his cheek with his other holding the bottom of Husk's hand. "Meow~," He said with a seductive tone.
Husk immediately broke away from Angel's grasp. He accusatorily points at him. "Don't get me started with you! I see right through you and all this bullshit and how fake you are."
"Oh ho ho, me? Fake? Wow, I had no idea. Guess that's why I'm an actor, dumbass. And-" Angel's phone vibrated and rang, and he went to answer. "Hello? Uh, yeah I'm-I'm... No, No, I just, I...No, I-I'm not... But, uh... Yeah, I'll be right there." He sounded nervous through it "Well, uh... Looks like Val needs me for an... Uh- emergency shoot."
"Wait! Angel, you can't leave yet!" said Charlie, "We haven't finished our exercises for the day!"
"I'm sure you'll manage without me." said Angel, "Sorry, Dollface, but it's my job. I know you want to fix everything but unless you can fix my boss, there's nothing you can do." He left.
"Uuugh, why is this so haaaard? What am I doing wrong?" said Charlie.
"Well, aren't you the Princess of Hell?" the Doctor asked.
"Yes, so?" Charlie tilted her head.
"Why don't you use some...Soft Power, to make Angel's boss let him be for more time? Use your authority!" said the Time Lord.
"But that's so meeeeaaan..." Charlie whined.
"It's not mean exactly. It's... Uh aggressive kindness." said Vaggie.
Charlie got an idea. "I could be so aggressively kind to Angel's boss... That I convince him to let Angel spend more time at the hotel!"
"Exactly! Come on, I'll go with you." said the Doctor.
Later, at the Porn Studio, Angel was filming a scene.
"Ohhh! Daddy, I... Uhhhh?..." He forgot his line and checked the script. "Do you really expect me to memorize this whole script?"
"Just improvise it! You think anyone watches for the dialogue?" said Valentino. "Action!"
A gang of four demons slammed the door open and went inside.
"Oh, no. So many burglars...And only one me..." said Angel seductively. "Whatever shall I do? I guess...I'll do all of you!"
A demon grabbed and pinned Angel to the bed.
"Ohh. So what are you gonna do to me-Charlie?!" Angel began panicking as he saw Charlie entering the studio, escorted by the Doctor.
"Huh, my name's Rocky." said the demon.
"No one gives a shit!" Angel pushed him off put on a robe, and took Charlie by her hand to talk to her and the Time Lord in private. "What in the ever-loving-fuck are you two doing here?!"
"I am the Princess of Hell, I go where I please," said Charlie. She then whispered, "I'm here to get you some time off for the hotel. Now, where's your boss?"
"Oh, no no no! You're going nowhere near Val-"
"Angel! What the fuck is holding up?!" Valentino yelled.
"I'm coming!" said Angel.
"Not off camera, you're not!" said Valentino.
"What's the matter? You look so frightened." the Doctor asked.
"Don't...Worry about me," said Angel. "Just wait, wait until I'm done working and we will talk about this, I promise. But first, you've gotta go."
"Aaaah, Your Highness..." Valentino appeared.
"Shit..." Angel whispered.
"Welcome to my humble sex dungeon." Valentino bent down to Charlie. "What can I do for such a-" He pulled up Charlie's suit sleeve and licked her arm, leaving a trail of saliva. Needless to say, both the princess and the Doctor were disgusted.
"Ah, what a lovely specimen!" The moth Overlord commented. "You don't want a role, do you? Because I can make you a star, make us both richer than, well, your papito-"
"FUCK NOOO!" said Charlie in disgust. "Uh, I-I'm sorry. I have come to aggressively, kindly speak with you about Angel."
Valentino raised an eyebrow. Angel looked at Charlie and the Doctor with desperate eyes. Luckily for him, the Time Lord caught his signal.
"Later, of course. We don't want to bother you. I'm the Doctor, by the way."
"Then, enjoy the show, Your Highness. Same to you, Doctor," said Valentino. He turned to the actors. "Well, let's take this shit from the top!"
"Oh, wow, mister robbers. I sure hope you don't hurt me with those... Big guns of yours." said Angel seductively.
"Don't move, you spicy little, uuh, cock sleeve or else I'll..."
During the shooting, as the Doctor looked away disgusted, Charlie kept whispering to the other workers about the hotel. "We do trust exercises every day in the morning..."
"CUT!" Valentino shouted, "What the fuck is going on with this?!"
"Oh, I'm sorry, were we too loud? I was just telling him about the Hazbin Hotel," said Charlie.
"Not at all, Princess! It doesn't bother me one bit!" Valentino smiled, but everyone (minus Charlie, of course) could tell it was a fake one.
"You know, this scene feels awfully violent. If you want help with the script, maybe I can pitch some scenarios that are more whole-"
"Look out!" said the Doctor.
Charlie tripped over a cable and the electricity crackled. She went to fix it by the cable and the wire caught fire, eventually spreading.
The actors began running around and screaming in panic, as the Doctor and Charlie looked for a fire extinguisher and Valentino glared at Angel, thinking it was his fault.
Then, annoyed, the moth demon flapped his wings once and distinguished it instantly.
"Oh, my gosh, I am so, so, so, so sorry, I- I can clean this up. I- I can-"
"Don't you worry your pretty blonde head about it. We have people for that," said Valentino, he turned to Angel. "Angel... can I see you in your dressing room for a moment?"
Angel ran off to Val.
"You know, Charlie, I think we made a mistake coming here." said the Doctor.
"Did we?"
"Something's off here, have you seen how Angel is terrified of him?" the Doctor asked, "That guy didn't fear Death itself, and yet..."
"Now that I think of it..."
Meanwhile, in Angel's dressing room, it was happening exactly what the Doctor feared.
"Val, I didn't know that-"
Before Angel could explain, Val smacked the back of his hand across Angel's face, giving him a black eye.
"Val, I-"
The Overlord grabbed the spider demon by the collar of his robe, holding him back against a chair. He then held him close to his face. "You really think you can have Lucifer's little BITCH fight your battles for you?!" He threw him to the chair.
Angel sounded more and more desperate. "Val, please, I'm sorry... She's-"
"You bring her here to protect you?!" Valentino grabbed Angel's chest fluff, "To fuck with ME?!" He grabbed Angel by the neck and slammed him and then pinned him on the couch.
"VAL, STOP!" Angel yelled in pain.
"You think she can get you out of work?" Valentino asked.
"NO! No, that-that-that's not-" Angel stuttered, as Valentino touched Angel's chest fur again, "what I'm trying to do. I- No-"
"You know she can't do anything," said Valentino, menacingly. He manipulated his smoke into a ball and turned it into a chain wrapping around Angel's neck. Valentino lifted the spider demon's head and showed him a golden contract, a Soul Contract.
Signed, Anthony de' Marconi, Angel's real name.
"I own you. Or have you forgotten that?" said the Overlord, as he tightened his grip. "When I say "come", you say?"
"Yes, Valentino..." said Angel with a defeated tone.
"When I say "You are fucking twenty guys before lunch," you say?"
"Yes, Valentino..."
Valentino grabbed Angel by the collar of the robe once again, "When I say "You better get those fucking CUNTS of my studio...You say?!"
Angel hesitated. He was completely frightened and wanted to save his life, but he didn't want to endanger Charlie and the Doctor because of it.
"YOU SAY?!" Valentino yelled.
"Look, V-Val, Charlie just gets involved in everything. I-I'll tell them to leave! Just don't hurt them..." said Angel.
"...I have killed bitches for less than this attitude you're giving me. You're lucky you make me money!" Valentino threw Angel to the ground, "Now, you're going to go get rid of her, and then you are filming all night! Get me?!"
"Yes, Val..." said Angel.
Valentino grinned eerily. "Good."
Back to the studio, Val arrived dragging violently Angel.
"Alright!" He threw Angel to the bed, "Get your asses back on set, and we are taking this from the top!"
The Doctor and Charlie witnessed the scene. The Time Lord contained his fury, but the princess did not.
"What makes you think you can treat him like that?!" She roared, as she began revealing a more demonic form, rushing towards Valentino.
"Charlie, enough." the Doctor stopped her.
"Charlie, leave," said Angel.
"H-Huh?" She returned normal, "Angel what are you talking ab-"
"I didn't want you ta come here. I already asked you to leave and you didn't listen. You made things worse." said Angel.
"But...I just wanted to help you..." said Charlie, horrified by what she had done.
"Well, you ain't! You actually want to help me? Get the FUCK out of here! Right now, and let me finish my work." said Angel.
Charlie barely held tears, as the Doctor escorted her outside, not before giving Angel an understanding look.
"Good boy." Valentino grinned.
After that, they resumed the film, while make-up was applied to cover Angel's black eye.
"And...Action."
This situation could be summarised...With a song, don't you think?
I'm not above a love to cash in
Another lover underneath those flashin' lights
Another one of those ruthless nights
Yeah-yeah, yeah
A group of actors appeared to gang-bang Angel, as he winced when he got choked.
He started to remember previous..."Happenings" at work, like when he pole-danced in a club.
I shoulda' guessed that this would happen
I shoulda' known it when I looked in your red-hot eyes
Spewin' all your red-hot lies
Yeah,-yeah, yeah
What's the worst part of this Hell?
I can only blame myself
Or when Angel danced with Valentino, with him using his smoke chains...
'Cause I know you're poison
You're feedin' me poison
Addicted to this feelin', I can't help but swallow
Up your poison
I made my choice, and
Every night I'm livin' like there's no tomorrow
Or the several times he had sex with Valentino...
Oh-oh, oh-oh!
Anyway you want me, baby
That's the way you got me, I'll be yours
My story's gonna end with me dead from your poison
Or when he filmed that porn with BDSM gear...
I got so good at bein' untrue
I got so good at tellin' you what you wanna hear
I disassociate, disappear
Yeah, yeah, yeah
So far beyond difficult to resist another gulp
Or that time he danced for a pop music video...
Yeah, I know it's poison
You're feedin' me poison
I'm chokin' from the taste and I can't help but swallow
Up your poison
I made my choice, and
So, there he was, dancing happily and seductively without a care in the world as if everything was perfect and completely fine. As if Valentino didn't constantly use him, and abuse him (both sexually and in other ways), as if he wasn't in pain.
Every night I'm wasted like there's no tomorrow.
Oh-oh, oh-oh!
Anyway you want me, baby
That's the way you got me, I'll be yours
My story's gonna end with me dead from your poison
As Valentino dragged him away from the stage, Angel snapped back to reality, as he hid in his room in the studio. Exhausted and utterly traumatised, he locked the door and collapsed on the bed.
Poison, I'm drownin' in poison
I'm fillin' up my glass but it's always hollow
Full of poison, I'm sick of the poison
Wish I had something to live for tomorrow.
Angel looked at a photo on the desk, of a man he met when he was alive. He was tall, with curly blond hair and green eyes. He had a...Odd sense of fashion, as he was wearing a rainbow patchwork coat with a blue ribbon tie with polka dots and two red question marks on the collar of his shirt, he hugged the photo tight and cried.
Later, Angel returned to the Hotel, completely worn out.
Charlie awkwardly waved at him but was ignored, while the Doctor was reading a book. Angel went to Husk's bar.
"I need a drink." He said, "The hardest you can get."
"You look like shit," Husk commented.
"Pfft, Not possible. Just a long shoot, nothin' new." Angel regained his facade.
Husk obliged and poured Angel a drink, which he drank immediately.
"I said a strong one." The Pornstar commented.
"Excuse me, I didn't it was a "drinking to forget" kind of night," said Husk.
"Oh, I forgot. You're the wise old bartender who's seen it all." said Angel with a mocking tone, "Get the fuck over yourself and pour me a real drink."
"Look, if you've got a problem, you're not going to find the solution at the bottom of a bottle. I should know, I've been looking there a long time," said Husk.
"Oh sure, and where should I Iook? Hmm~?" said Angel seductively, "In your bedroom, maybe? Under your covers? Maybe we can go look together~"
"STOP!" Husk flinched, "You can cut the act already, It's never going to work on me. All you're doing is makin' an ass out of yourself with this fake bullshit."
"CALL ME FAKE ONE MORE TIME, YOU MUTHAFUCKA!" Angel yelled furious, as his pupils became neon magenta. "I dare you."
"...Fake."
"FUCKIN' ASSHOLE-" Angel bumped into the bar ceiling, and fell to the ground.
"Ya done?" Husk raised an eyebrow.
"Ya know what?!" Angel began losing it, "You would be fucking lucky to get a chance to fuck me! Ya know how much I'm worth?! You know how many people would kill to have Angel Dust come onto them?! FUCK YOU. Have fun being a lonely piece of shit!" He stormed outside.
"Oh no, he looks so upset..." said Charlie.
"I'll go looking for him," said the Doctor. "Let's go, Husk."
"Huh, why me?" Husk asked, annoyed.
"Because you sent him storming out." Vaggie joined the conversation, "You caused it. You drag him back."
Husk groaned as he and the Doctor left the hotel.
Eventually, the two managed to find him, thanks to the Doctor's sonic screwdriver calibrated on Angel's vitals (despite being dead, they still work apparently), They followed him inside a bar.
They saw him sitting at a table with a group of shark demons, snorting up drugs and laughing.
Husk drank whiskey (the whole bottle, that is), as he and the Time Lord kept their eyes focused on Angel, in case things went south.
Which they did, when the two saw one of the demons poisoning Angel's drink with some sort of drug. So, they intervened.
The Doctor broke the poisoned glass via the sonic screwdriver and Husk threw the demon across the room.
"Nice try, fuckhead." Said the cat demon.
The demon gangsters took out their guns. Husk threw a stack of cards that cut the barrels off, the Doctor took Angel's hand and the trio ran away.
"Hey hey hey!" said Angel, "What the fuck are you doing here? Let go!"
"We're bringing you back to the Hotel," said Husk. "That fucker put somethin' in your drink."
"you don't think I can tell if someone spikes my drink? I do this all the fuckin' time!"
"You...Let people poison your drink?" the Doctor raised an eyebrow.
"You think I ask for it?!" said Angel, "I don't ask for any of this shit! I didn't ask to be this way. I didn't ask for Charlie to save me, I didn't ask for you to save me. I can handle myself."
"Really? Because I just saw someone self-destructing. It seems like... I don't know... you might need a bartender to talk to." said Husk.
"Or, if things get nasty, you could need a Doctor." said the Doctor.
Angel snorted, and he turned to Husk. "Oh, so now you're going to act like you give a shit about me? You think after how you treated me, I'm gonna open up to you? Please."
"Maybe I'd treat you better if you were real, and not some bullshit version of yourself, always pushin' my boundaries! Lemme tell ya, nobody in that hotel cares who you are. How famous, how hot, so you might as well just... cut the act-"
"IT'S NOT AN ACT!"
Angel-No, Anthony shouted in desperation. The mask completely dropped, as his accent was less thicker and a bit more nasal.
"It's who I need to be." He began to sob, "And this...This place is my escape! Where I can forget about it all! How much I hate... everything. A place where I can get high, and not have to think about how much it hurts. And maybe... If I can ruin myself enough in the process... if I end up broken, I won't be his favourite toy anymore, and maybe he'll let me go..." He sat down on the ground. "I...I wish he was here with me, I'd feel safer around him."
"Who are you talkin' about?" Husk asked.
"When...When I was alive, I met a weird guy. His clothes were fuckin' ridiculous, with that rainbow coat and question marks. But he was cool, I saw lots of fucked-up and incredible stuff when I travelled with him. I wish he could be here..." Angel explained, with a warm smile.
The Doctor smirked, "Really? In what way did you travel with this person?"
"It was odd, you wouldn't believe me but, it was those police boxes ya could find in England, like you-Wait a damn minute." Angel had a realisation, he looked at the Doctor. "No...I can't believe it...I'm so fuckin' stupid!"
He blinked, and for instance, the Doctor looked exactly like the man in the photo at Angel's studio, with blond curly hair and a rainbow coat.
That man Angel talked about was no other than the Doctor himself, specifically, one of his previous incarnations, the Sixth Doctor.
"It's you...Doc!" said Angel.
"Hello, Anthony." the Doctor smiled, "You've got taller."
Angel hugged him. "Oh, you son of a bitch! I missed you so much!
"Hold on..." said Husk. "You two...Knew each other before?"
"Oh, well, yes, we used to travel together when he was alive." said the Doctor.
"Oh, you had to see it! It was hilarious travelling with him! Seen lots of fun shit!" Angel laughed. "Oh! Can we make a trip with the TARDIS?!"
"Oh, gladly, even if I don't know if you guys can come since you're Sinners." said the Doctor. "Buuuut...How about we find it out?" He grinned.
"I'd love it, let's get back to the Hote-"
"THERE THEY ARE!"
The shark demons fired their guns at them.
"I'll deal with them," said Husk. He began killing the goons using his cards with ease. Angel joined the battle, shooting them with his Tommy guns. The Doctor helped them, blocking the bullets with the sonic screwdriver. The trio, despite everything, had a lot of fun defeating those gangsters.
"That was fun!" Angel laughed.
"Yeah, it reminds me of when we first met in that casino." said the Doctor.
"I didn't expect to see you like this," said Husk.
"You don't know me, Sex ain't the only thing I'm good at." Angel grinned.
"Glad to see him this happy." the Time Lord thought.
The trio returned to the Hotel, laughing and chatting about their misadventure.
Charlie went to Angel and hugged him tightly.
"I'm SO sorry Angel, I promise I won't ever, ever, ever, ever-"
"Charlie, it's fine." Angel broke the hug. "Thanks for...Caring about me."
Charlie wept in joy.
"Now then, Charlie, could you please tell everyone to go to my room? I have a surprise to show to all of you!" said the Doctor.
The princess wiped her tears and nodded. Later, as requested, everyone was in the Doctor's room.
"So, why did you summon us here, Doctor?" Vaggie asked.
"Oh, well, see this blue box? Enter in, you're in for a surprise." said the Doctor.
"Isn't that a little...Too small for all of us?" Charlie asked.
"Oh, don't worry, we'll fit in there perfectly.' Angel grinned.
"So, who's gonna go first?" the Time Lord asked.
"I'll do." Alastor raised his hand, as he went in the TARDIS."Despite this, I can't see what entering a Police Box can ha-WHAT THE BLAZES?!"
The others, curious, went inside the TARDIS too. Their minds were blown.
Inside that tiny Police Box, there was an enormous interior, it was dark and silver-blue, with the console being at the centre, surrounded by "house" things like a library, a chair, a fireplace, and a gramophone.
"Que carajo...?" said Vaggie, shocked.
"Holy shit..." said Charlie, amazed.
"Incredible..." said Sir Pentious.
"Ah, bigger on the inside, just like how I remember it," said Angel.
"So you two weren't joking," said Husk.
"Guys, welcome to the TARDIS, Time And Relative Dimension in Space." said the Doctor, "It can travel anywhere in Time and Space. And it's mine."
"Time travelling? Like those novels by that Wells fellow?" Alastor asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I know, you may not believe me right now, but it's the truth. Angel and I used to travel together when he was alive." said the Doctor.
"Yup, the best months of my shitty life," said Angel.
"So, I thought...Who wants to take a trip in this ol' blue box?" the Doctor asked, "Just raise your hand if you want to come."
"Oh! Oh! Me! Me! Me!" Charlie raised her hand, excited. "I want to time travel!"
Alastor raised it too. "I'd be lying if I said I wasn't curious."
"Of course, I'll join!" said Angel.
"Vaggie? Aren't you coming?" Charlie asked.
"I don't know, Charlie...Someone has to remain, haven't they?" Vaggie turned to the Doctor. "Promise she will return unharmed?"
"Promise." said the Doctor.
"I'll stay, too. Seems too tiresome," said Husk.
"I'll passs, too. But, I hope we can talk about your TARDIS after your return, Doctor. It's incredible!" said Sir Pentious.
"I'll stay!" said Niffty.
"Very well then. Those who don't want to come may leave the TARDIS." said the Doctor.
Husk, Niffty, Vaggie and Sir Pentious left.
"As for you..." said the Doctor"Are you ready?"
"Always been!/Yes!/Indeed I am." Angel, Charlie and Alastor said in unison.
The Doctor pulled down the lever and the TARDIS dematerialised.
"Okay, we landed." said the Doctor checking the console. "Weird, I can't see where and when we are."
"Well, how about we find it out?" said Alastor, pointing at the door.
"Good idea," said Charlie.
The group left the TARDIS, to see where they arrived. And that place was...
...Hell?
"Well, Doctor, it appears your TARDIS is a little faulty," Alastor commented.
"Oi!" said the Doctor offended, he then patted the TARDIS. "Don't listen to him."
"There are radios everywhere..." said Charlie, she then noticed something. "Look! The hotel!"
She pointed at the hill on where the hotel is supposed to be. But it was...Different. It was bigger, more glamorous, more majestic. It was more like the Royal Palace than a hotel.
"Looks like whoever redecorated the place had some fine taste, I see!" said Alastor.
"Of course you like it," said the Doctor, finally realising where they are.
"After all, you made it."
-To Be Continued-