RavenDragon: Ok, next episode is where you all meet Victoria and her twin sister.
Victoria: Just great. My sister.
Angel: You two hate each other?
Victoria: More like I loath her. Nothing worse than being a twin.
Fred and George popped in.
Fred/George: What's wrong with being a twin?
RavenDragon: (jumps) Seriously?!
Fred: What? It's fun!
Lucifer: You know these two?
RavenDragon: Meet Fred and George Weasley, they are twins and wizards.
Arackniss: Oh great. A pair of twins worse than Anthony and Molly.
Molly and Anthony: Hey!
Fred: Another set of twins? You hear that George?
George: Indeed Fred.
Angel: You guys seem like fun.
Fred: We are indeed, spider demon
George: We happen to own a joke shop in Diagon Alley.
Fred/George: The Weasley Brothers Joke Shop for all your pranking needs!
Angel: Ooh!
Husk: Here we go...
RavenDragon: Why don't you boys go get the ballroom all set up for the Yule Ball? I will not have you all behaving like a babbling bumbling band of baboons!
Andy: Try saying that ten times fast.
Fred: You sound like Professor Mcgonagall, right George?
George: Right Fred.
RavenDragon: Boys...
Fred and George left.
RavenDragon: Sorry about those two. Anyway, on with the episode.
(The scene opens to Kara's club. The club is buzzing with activity. The doors swing open, and a striking cat demon, MARTHA VALENTINE, enters. She has pure white fur, pitch-black eyes, and a dress reminiscent of Jessica Rabbit. Her presence turns heads.)
ANDY: (leaning toward ANGEL) Hey Angie, I think this one might give you a run for your money.
(Angel rolls his eyes, visibly annoyed. Kara approaches Martha with a polite smile.
KARA: Welcome to Hell. What brings you here, Miss...?
MARTHA: (smirking) Valentine. Martha Valentine. I'm a pageant queen.
Angel: Your last name is Valentine?
Victoria: Yeah it's a family name.
ANGEL: (snickering) Honey, you may want to change that name. Nobody here goes by their living name.
MARTHA: (scoffing) I don't need advice from some washed-up has-been.
(The crowd murmurs at the jab. Martha flips her hair, clearly unimpressed. Angel looked like he wanted to punch her.)
MARTHA: Anyway, I need a place to stay. I thought I was going to heaven, but I ended up in this rat hole. Ugh! What's a pretty gal like me to do?
Vaggie: Has she always been a...?
Victoria: A spoiled brat? A diva? A stuck-up snob? A complete princess bitch? Yep. And I got a lot more where that came from.
KARA: (maintaining composure) Follow me. Let's find you a room.
(Kara shows Martha to a modest room. Martha steps inside and immediately recoils in disgust.
MARTHA: This is the best you have?!
KARA: (calmly) Ma'am, you're in my club. I'd appreciate some respect.
(Martha begins throwing objects around the room in a tantrum. Kara sighs, walking away and leaving Martha to her fit. She went back downstairs.)
ANGEL: Yesh. I've seen bratty sinners before but that one is a complete...
BECCA: Karen?
ANDY: Royal banshee?
ANGEL: I was gonna say a cat version of Val but those work too.
Everyone snickered.
Angel: Oh come on. I'm right, aren't I?
Victoria: Considering I have seen how Val treats you, you aren't that far off.
(The workers bustle about. A chilling silence falls as Valentino's heels click on the floor.)
BECCA: Valentino's here!
(Angel and Andy immediately scramble upstairs. The rest of the staff hid. Kara remains, arms crossed, glaring at Valentino as he enters with a puff of pink smoke.)
Kara growled.
KARA: Val.
VALENTINO: Kara, babydoll. I need a favor.
KARA: (firmly) Never call me babydoll. And I'm not interested. Read the sign: "Any pimp walks in, gets a swift kick in the shins." Now leave.
VALENTINO: (chuckling) Come now, darling. Is that any way to speak to a fellow Overlord? I just need Angelcakes back for a few shows...
KARA: (interrupting) Angel's not going anywhere. He's under my protection now. Find someone else for your dirt work, you gutter rat.
(Martha descends the stairs, her tantrum forgotten when she spots Valentino. She smiles coyly as Valentino turns, intrigued.
VALENTINO: Well, who do we have here?
MARTHA: (seductively) Call me Aphrodite. Former pageant queen.
VALENTINO: (grinning) A queen, you say?
MARTHA: Oh, I owned the pageant game. Until I ended up in this dump. I just want to get back on top where I belong.
(Valentino takes her hand and kisses it, his charm in full effect.)
VALENTINO: On second thought, tell Angelcakes he can have a break. I've found my new star.
(He and Martha exit hand-in-hand.)
Aasha: Good riddance.
(The workers peek out cautiously.)
ANGEL: Man, I wanna feel sorry for Miss Brag Queen. But I don't.
ANDY: For once, I agree with Angie. She's Val's problem now.
BECCA: You do realize you'll be working with her when you go back, right?
ANGEL: (sarcassum) Oh great. And I thought Tiffany Titfucker was a bitch.
Angel: So I got to deal with Val and Miss Karen?!
Andy: Sorry man.
Angel: Where's a pair of concrete shoes when you need them?
(The door creaks open again. A second cat demon enters, looking identical to Martha but dressed in ragged clothes. She hesitates before sitting quietly at a table in the corner. Kara approaches her.)
KARA: Wait... Didn't you just leave with Valentino?
(The sinner was extremely shy and didn't say a word to Kara when she asked the question. She just walked to an empty table in the back and sat down. Some of the workers tried to talk to her but she didn't speak to them. She just sat there with a glass of gin on her table. Becca sits next to Victoria.)
Angel: Wow. You two really do look alike.
Victoria: It's a curse.
BECCA: You know for a cat, you are a quiet little mouse.
(Victoria chuckles faintly.)
BECCA: Look at that, she has a voice. You got a name?
VICTORIA: Victoria. I've been calling myself Victoria here in Hell.
BECCA: Cute name. So, what brings you to Hell?
VICTORIA: (sighing) My bratty twin sister, Martha. We both died in a fire. I guess I just missed her. Who's Valentino?
(The entire club freezes. Becca and her husband, Blaine, exchange nervous glances.)
Victoria: You all acted like I killed someone.
BLAINE: Never say that name here.
VICTORIA: Why? Do you know him?
BLAINE: Do we know him?
(Becca glared at her husband before breaking into song.)
BECCA:
We don't talk about Valentino-no-no
Don't talk about Valentino
But...
(The atmosphere darkens as a single spotlight follows Becca and Blaine as they recount their tale.)
BECCA (BLAINE):
Extermination Day...
(Extermination Day)
We were hiding in here,
And there wasn't a soul in plain sight.
(No souls alive in plain sight)
The monster walks in with a mischievous grin.
BLAINE:
You're gone!
(Becca glares at Blaine, but he gives her a quick peck on the cheek.)
BECCA:
You're telling the story, or am I?
BLAINE:
I'm sorry, sugar babe, go on...
Kara: Blaine always knows how to get on Becca's good side. Which is why they are married.
Angel: Lucky.
BECCA (BLAINE):
Val then said, "Welcome to Hell."
(Oh, how gracious...)
He promised he would treat us well...
(We were stupid and oblivious)
Now we're in his prison cell.
(Well, it is still Hell, but anyway...)
Charlie: It is catchy.
BOTH:
We don't talk about Valentino-no-no.
Don't talk about Valentino.
(Victoria merely tried to walk away but Kara pulled her away from the couple. Being an Overlord, Kara knew just how dangerous Valentino was.)
KARA:
Hey, grew to live in fear of Val's fluttering and growling
I can always hear glass shattering and falling
I associate him with the sound of clicking heels
(Click, click, click)
He's an Overlord with a look so deadly
Always leaves the others feeling unused, unworthy
And luring all the sinners with a soft kiss on their hand
Do you understand?
Kara: And that's the truth.
Aasha: Yep.
(Andy steps forward, his voice intensifying as the music swells.)
ANDY:
A 10-foot frame, wings on his back...
When you're called sweet names,
He'll stab you in the back.
Yeah, he breaks your dreams,
And muffles your screams. (Hey!)
Andy: I've worked for him. He does muffle his soul's screams.
Angel: Same here.
(Becca, Blanie, Kara, and Andy begin circling Victoria, dancing ominously. The Sinner join in, their voices blending together.)
ALL (KARA):
We don't talk about Valentino-no-no.
(No, no.)
Don't talk about Valentino.
(Don't talk about Valentino.)
(The sinners start recounting their encounters with Valentino, their stories overlapping in chaotic harmony.)
SINNER #1:
He told my friend, "You'll be a star."
The next day, dead.
ENSEMBLE:
No, no...
SINNER #2:
He told me I'd break my heart,
And just like he said...
ENSEMBLE:
No, no...
SINNER #3:
He said that all my money will be mine
If I do what he says...
ENSEMBLE:
No, no...
Your fate is sealed when he gets into your head.
(The lights dim, and a single pink spotlight shines on the stage. Angel Dust pole dances as he recounts his harrowing tale.)
Arackniss: Diva much?
Angel: It's called star quality.
ANGEL DUST:
He told me that the life of my dreams
Would be promised, and someday be mine.
He told me as an artist I'd grow,
But what grew is this pain deep inside.
(The tension escalates as Kara's ears twitch. She hears the sound of CLICKING HEELS approaching.)
KARA:
Hurry up, 'cause he is on his way!
ANGEL DUST (VALENTINO):
He told me that the man of my dreams
Would be just out of reach...
Made a deal to another...
Alastor looked nervous.
It's like I hear him now.
(Angelcakes, I want not a sound out of you!)
It's like I can hear him now, I can hear him now.
VICTORIA:
Valentino...
Yeah, about Valentino...
I need to know more about Valentino.
Give me the truth about Valentino...
(The workers freeze as a chill fills the room. Odin entered the room.)
ODIN:
Everybody, the moth is here!
ALL:
Hide or scatter!
VICTORIA:
No, wait!
(Chaos erupts as the workers scramble to hide. Kara gestures for Victoria to head upstairs, but Victoria remains rooted in place. The music crescendos to everyone's words playing around in Victoria's head. In her mind figures of all the people that told her about Valentino circled her, dancing.)
Everyone looked interested.
Vaggie: Not bad.
ANDY:
A 10-foot frame, wings on his back,
BECCA:
Extermination Day...
BLAINE:
Extermination Day
ANGEL:
He told me that the life of my dreams
KARA:
Hey, grew to live in fear of Val's fluttering and growling.
ANDY:
When you're called sweet names, he'll stab you in the back.
BECCA:
We were hiding in here, and there wasn't a soul in plain sight.
BLAINE:
No souls alive in plain sight
ANGEL:
Would be promised and someday be mine
KARA:
I can always hear glass shattering and falling.
I associate him with the sound of clicking heels.
(Click, click, click)
ANDY:
Yeah, he breaks your dreams,
BECCA:
The monster walks in with a mischievous grin.
ANGEL:
He told me as an artist I'd grow,
KARA:
He's an Overlord with a look so deadly.
ANDY:
And muffles your screams
BLAINE:
You're gone!
BECCA:
You're telling the story or am I?
BLAINE:
I'm sorry sugar babe go on
ANGEL:
But what grew is this pain deep inside.
KARA:
Always leaves the others feeling unused, unworthy.
And luring all the sinners with a soft kiss on their hand.
Do you understand?
ODIN:
Hurry up, 'cause he is on his way!
BECCA:
Val then said, "Welcome to Hell."
BLAINE:
Oh, how gracious...
ANDY:
A 10-foot frame, wings on his back,
ANGEL:
He told me that the man of my dreams
Would be just out of reach...
BECCA:
He promised he would treat us well...
BLAINE:
We were stupid and oblivious
ANDY:
When you're called sweet names, He'll stab you in the back.
ANGEL:
Made a deal to another, another
ANDY:
Yeah, he breaks your dreams, and muffles your screams
BECCA:
Now we're in his prison cell.
BLAINE:
Well, it is still Hell, but anyway...
ANGEL:
And I'm fine, and I'm fine, and I'm fine, I'm fine
(Victoria snapped out of it and peaked out her door.)
ALL:
We don't talk about Valentino...
VICTORIA:
Why did I say Valentino?
(Valentino's shadow appears in the doorway, his presence suffocating.)
ALL:
Never trust Valentino...
VICTORIA:
I never should have brought up Valentino...
(When Valentino walked into the club, Victoria saw that he wasn't alone; her sister Aphrodite was with him. Aphrodite smirked as she spotted Victoria.)
APHRODITE: Hey, little sis. Missed me?
VICTORIA: We're twins, ya bimbo. What do you want?
APHRODITE: Isn't it obvious? I'm here to show you how far I've come. I just signed a contract with Valentino, the most powerful overlord in Hell.
Husk: (scoffs) Oh he's powerful alright. A powerfully annoying bug.
Alastor: Mmm.
(Valentino steps forward, his smooth voice dripping with malice.)
VALENTINO: That's right, doll. Your sister's got ambition, style, and the drive to make it big, unlike someone who just hides in this dump.
(Victoria clenches her fists, her temper flaring.)
VICTORIA: What are you getting at?
APHRODITE: (smirking) I thought I'd remind you of your place. You'll always be the forgotten twin. While I'm out there, shining, you're stuck here, wasting away.
VICTORIA: Grow up, Aphrodite. You're nothing but a puppet on Val's strings. You're not better than me.
APHRODITE: (laughs, a cold, mocking sound.) Denial doesn't suit you, sis. Face it, you'll never have what it takes to step out of my shadow.
(Victoria lunges forward, but Kara grabs her arm, holding her back.)
Molly: Should have let her punch her.
Aasha: I would have neutered that pussy cat.
KARA: Get out of my club, both of you, or things will get messy.
(Valentino chuckles darkly, tipping his hat to Kara.)
VALENTINO: No need for dramatics, doll. We'll be on our way. Come on, Aphrodite.
(Aphrodite blows a mocking kiss toward Victoria as they turn to leave. The second they're out of sight, Victoria collapses to her knees, tears streaming down her face.)
KARA: (softly) You okay?
VICTORIA: (sobbing) My whole life, I've always been second to my sister. I guess it doesn't matter now. She's the star, and I'm just her loser of a twin. I can't even go to Heaven.
Victoria had tears in her eyes.
Monty: It's their lose.
Victoria: Thanks.
(Kara kneels beside her, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder.)
KARA: What if I told you that there's a way for you to get to Heaven?
(Victoria looks up at Kara, her tears slowing.)
VICTORIA: What? How?
(Kara stands, motioning for Angel and Andy to come downstairs.]
KARA: Angel, Andy, take her to the Hazbin Hotel. Oh, and before I forget, Angel, you are not driving my car.
ANGEL DUST: You crash the car one time into a lamp post, and you can't be trusted.
(Angel mutters under his breath as he and Andy help Victoria to her feet. Charlie's voice sparkles with enthusiasm over the phone as Kara calls ahead to let her know a new guest is on the way.)
Charlie: And now you're with us.
Victoria: And I'm grateful for it.
(As Victoria and the boys enter, Charlie greets them with her trademark bright smile. The hotel is cozy but chaotic, with Niffty tidying up, Vaggie watching warily, and Alastor looming ominously in the background.)
CHARLIE: Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel!
(Victoria backs away slightly from Alastor, unnerved by his eerie grin. She doesn't see Husk behind her, drinking from his flask. She stumbles, tripping over her own feet and crashing into him.)
VICTORIA: (flustered) I am so, so, so sorry! I'm such a klutz.
(Husk grumbles, but his eyes soften as he helps her up.)
Lucifer smiled seeing how happy Charlie was with her hotel.
Husk: So that's how you and I met.
Victoria: Ye... Yeah.
ANGEL DUST: Hey, Husky, looks like you got the girl after all.
(Victoria's face flushes red as she looks at Husk. She tries to stammer an apology, but the words get caught in her throat. Husk chuckles lightly, shaking his head.)
HUSK: Relax, kid. I've been through worse. Just... watch your step next time.
(As Victoria stands awkwardly, Charlie claps her hands together, drawing everyone's attention.)
CHARLIE: Alright, let's get you checked in and settled! Vaggie, could you grab the paperwork?
VAGGIE: (sighing) On it.
(NIFFTY zips over, inspecting Victoria with keen interest.)
NIFFTY: Oh my gosh, a new guest! I'll make sure your room is spotless. Do you have any allergies? Favorite flowers? How about—
(Niffty's rapid questions overwhelm Victoria, who steps back timidly. Alastor looms closer, his grin widening.)
ALASTOR: Ah, a fresh soul seeking redemption. How delightful. Let's see if you can survive the... charm of this place
Victoria: He did scare me.
Husk: Alastor always scares people.
VICTORIA: (sidestepping Alastor, whispering to Angel) Is he always this... intense?
ANGEL: Oh, hon, that's just Al. Creepy, but mostly harmless. Unless he's bored—then you're in trouble.
HUSK: (muttering, sipping from his flask) And don't let him "help" with anything.
CHARLIE: (intervening, clapping cheerfully) Everyone, let's give Victoria a chance to settle in before we overwhelm her!
NIFFTY: (skirting around Victoria, already cleaning) Of course! Oh, I'll make sure her room is perfect—extra cozy and squeaky clean!
(Victoria looked nervous. Her hands tremble slightly, overwhelmed by everything that's happened. Charlie notices and places a reassuring hand on her shoulder.)
CHARLIE: (softly) Hey, no rush. You're here because you're ready for a change, and we're going to help you every step of the way.
VICTORIA: (looking up at Charlie, her voice breaking) You really think I can do this? That I have a chance?
CHARLIE: (beaming) Absolutely. Everyone deserves a chance at redemption.
ANGEL: Welcome to the circus, sweetie.
HUSK: (grumbling) More like the asylum.
ALASTOR: (deep and foreboding) The most fun you'll ever have in Hell.
(Victoria chuckles nervously, unsure whether to be comforted or terrified. Charlie gently guides her toward the stairs.)
CHARLIE: Come on, let's get you to your room. Tomorrow, we'll start fresh.
(As they ascend, Alastor lingers, watching with an amused expression. Husk downs the rest of his drink, muttering something incoherent as the rest of the hotel staff disperses. Victoria glances back, locking eyes briefly with Husk, who gives her a small, almost imperceptible nod.)
VICTORIA: (to herself) Maybe this place isn't so bad...