Hey, guys. Welcome to the next chapter of, 'Helluva An Imp!'. I hope that you guys will enjoy the chapter...anyway, I don't own anything except for my OCs as the OCs Ratchet Calamity, Sable Calamity, Emerald the Demon Horse, and Azrael belong entirely to 9655.
NOW LET'S GET ON WITH THE STORY!
{Helluva An Imp-Season 1, Episode 8: Queen Bee!}
"...Okay, we are here," Lazlo says with a smirk as we see him driving around in his car in the Driver's Seat while Loona rides around in the Passenger Seat as Sable and Clara sit behind them as we see them driving up to the Sin of Gluttony's House, which resembled a honeycomb-like mansion with a party already in swing as everyone got out of the car.
"You know, I'm surprised that you have a car," Sable says with a thoughtful hum while wearing a long-sleeved strapless purple dress that reaches down to her legs and a pair of black thigh-length high-heel boots.
"Yeah, since you have wings, we figured that you would fly around." A Female Sinner Demon says with a thoughtful hum as Lazlo laughs a bit.
Standing before them is a 5'8-feet-tall, 210-year-old (Physically)/20-year-old (Mentally) Female Sinner Demon with a pair of eyes that have red scleras and white irises, long curly cream hair tied up in a high ponytail and has a pair of small black horns planted on top of her head, thin black eyebrows, no ears/nose, a small mouth with black lipstick, a sharp chin, G-Cup Breasts, Puce Skin, a tall slender hourglass build, a heart-shaped bubble butt, and her outfit consists of a sleeveless black crop-top turtleneck, a pair of black fingerless gloves, a black belt with a silver belt buckle, gray jean-shorts, knee-length white stockings, and a pair of silver ballet shoes. Her name is Clara, a Sinner Demon, and one of Carmilla Carmine's Daughters as she works alongside her sister under their mother in her business as Hell's Top Arms Dealer as she collects Angelic Weapons left over from Exterminations, and delivers Carmine-Branded Products with her sister.
"Hey, I may fly, but even my wings tire out when I fly around too much. Besides, I can't carry the three of you all the way from the Pride Ring to the Gluttony Ring." Lazlo says with a smirk while wearing a black beanie with a pair of holes that allowed his pair of large backward curved black-and-white striped horns to pop out, a long-sleeved high-collared opened black jacket with a baby blue tank top underneath, a red scarf wrapped around his neck as it reaches down to his legs, a black belt with a red belt buckle that held his Chain-Sickle, long ripped black pants and no shoes.
"Makes sense," Sable says with a nod as Loona can be seen texting on her phone and sending a text to Beelzebub that they were at her house, but accidentally misspelled as she huffed.
"Fuck, what is wrong with me?" Loona asked while wearing a large spiked black choker and a long sleeveless crimson red dress with a pentagram symbol on it as she wore no shoes.
"Nothing, baby. Now, girls, let's get fucked up." Lazlo says as the girls grin and nod while stepping forward to get inside Beelzebub's Mansion where the party is taking place as they are greeted by a Male Hellhound.
Standing before them is a 6'5-feet-tall, 25-year-old Male Hellhound as he has a wolf-like appearance with one of his eyes has a red sclera and a white iris while his left is blind and has a red scar across it and it also makes his left brow slit as his eyes have dark gray upper-eyelids, no hair as he had a pair of ripped dark gray ears planted on the top of his head, thick black eyebrows, a dog-like muzzle with a large black nose and sharp teeth inside, a sharp chin, dark gray fur with a black tattoo-like fur-pattern shaped as a wolf's head on his left arm, a tall humanoid muscular build, a large dark grey bushy tail with light gray tips, and his outfit consists of a dark gray leather jacket with rips on the hem and the sleeves being ripped off along with lighter-colored lapels and red spikes on the front of the sleeves, a ripped black tank top underneath, ripped dark gray knee-length shorts, and no shoes. His name is Vortex, the boyfriend of the Sin of Gluttony, Beelzebub.
"There you are. You were the ones who fought with Beelzebub, during the war in Extermination Day, right?" Tex asked with a wolfish smirk as the group nodded. "Nice, I'm Tex. Beelzebub's Boyfriend. Nice to meet you all." Tex says while waving at the group as he then turns to the Party Guests. "Hey, everyone! Meet the new faces!" Vortex says while howling in excitement, prompting everyone else to do the same with Sable joining in as he then turns back to the others.
"Hey, why don't Lazlo and I go and get you girls some drinks?" Vortex suggested as Lazlo nodded, and the boys walked off as Loona and the others looked over to a group of Valley Girl-Esque Hellhounds.
"...And so, I told him, 'I'm not gonna go get it, unless you fucking throw it this time',"
"That is so, not fetch!"
"Not fetch..." The Hellhounds said as, suddenly, Loona and the others walked over to them.
"Ha, ha, ha, yeah." Loona says while chiming in nervously as she rubbed her arm. "Like, that happens all the time. Aha...aha..."
"Oh-em-gee. Loona? Lunatic Luna? That you?" One of the Hellhounds, named Vikki, asked with a surprised tone as Sable raised an eyebrow.
"You know her?"
"Oh yeah, I met her once at a party. I can't believe that she would show up in another one after the last time she went to a party." Vikki says while reaching into her pocket to pull out her phone to show them a picture of Loona vomiting. "This is you, right?" Vikki asked with a fake, innocent, and confused tone as Loona growled in response.
"Why do you still have that?"
"It brings me joy. You know, you're supposed to keep things that bring you joy."
"Oh, yes, fake, evil harlots like you do find joy in other people's misery, huh?" Clara asked with a fake cheerful smile as Vikki narrowed her eyes at her angrily.
"Wow...you're being really negative. Your aura is really aggressive right now."
"Oh, yeah? Well, maybe it's 'cus we're in the presence of a massive bitch!" Loona snapped with the word, 'Bitch', echoing throughout the party, making everyone else gasp in disapproval as Vikki feigns being offended.
"Oh...my dog...wow!"
"First off, really? My dog? Come on. Second, what's wrong with what Loona says? It's true. It's not like she said the, 'N-Word'," An annoyed Sable says, defending Loona as, thankfully, the boys appeared.
"We got the drinks," Vortex says with a grin as Lazlo notices how tense and angry the girls look as he frowns worriedly.
"Did we miss anything?" Lazlo asked as Loona put on a fake smile and turned to him.
"No, no, no...haha...no, nothing..." Loona says while she and the others take the drinks as, suddenly, a voice offscreen booms through a microphone, attracting most of the partygoers.
"Ha, ha, ha! How're my dirty bitches doing toniiiiight?! Awooh, awooh! Ya'll ready to party with the Queen Bee of Glu-tto-ny? Come on!" A Female Demonic Voice rang out as, suddenly, the Sin of Gluttony appeared while twirling around the disco ball as she hypes up her audience of partygoers.
Sitting before them is a 6'6-foot-tall, 4 Billion-Year-Old Female Sin Demon as she resembles a tall and foxlike demon with a pair of eyes that have very pale yellow scleras and hot-pink pupils as well as faded light maroon upper eyelids and thick eyelashes with two protruding that resemble antennae as she also has black dripping-like markings from her eyes, a pair of fox-like light yellow ears with dark fuchsia stripes and small markings located on her ears as they also had a pair of antennae attached to them, long hair made out of lava lamp fluid colored in bright pink/aqua-blue/orange, a long white muzzle with a black nose and a row of sharp yellow teeth, I-Cup Breasts, a small pair of light yellow insect wings with pink outlines planted on her back, two pairs of light yellow furry arms with three-fingered black arms, light yellow fur with dark fuchsia stripes and small markings located on her ears/the sides of her face/between her eyes respectively with white from her upper torso up to her muzzle as she also has a dark fuchsia stripe on her head, which is shaped like a small heart, a tall hourglass build, a long tail made out of lava lamp fluid colored in bright pink/aqua-blue/orange, shapely hips, a pair of yellow digitigrade legs with black markings on them, and her outfit consists of a a pink/black/white tuft which resembles a small flame-like crown, a black choker around her neck, a small off-the-shoulder pink crop top with lighter markings below the heart-shaped cutout, a low-cut black bra underneath, light pink shorts with the trim being the same color as her top, and no shoes. Her name is Beelzebub, one of the Seven Deadly Sins as she embodies the Sin of Gluttony, and is Vortex's Girlfriend.
"Hell yeah! 'Cus the honey is flowin' tonight! And this bitch 'bout to get fuckin' wild! Let's get it started!" Beelzebub screamed while grabbing onto a pole as Loona looked around nervously, and Lazlo noticed this as he quickly placed a hand on her shoulder to try and comfort her as Beelzebub started to sing her song.
~[Cotton Candy Song]~
Beelzebub:Cotton candy, cotton ca—candy,
Candy, candy, candy, candy, candy, candy!
Hey!
I'm whatchu need, I'm watchu want,
I got it all, a carnival!
I'll bring you up, I'll take you down,
I'm sticky sweet, stuck in your teeth,
Like cotton candy!
Cotton candy (Ah-ah, ah-ah!)
Cotton candy (Ah-ah, ah-oh!)
Cotton candy (Ah-ah, ah-ah!)
I'm whatchu want,
Not watchu need! (Ah-ah, ah-oh!)
Beelzebub sang eagerly while twirling around in the pole sexily before flying off as she began flying around the party with everyone cheering loudly as the Sin of Gluttony flew up to rub the muzzle of a Hellhound, causing him to freeze and jizz in his pants as Princess Charlie's Aunt then flew down to dance around with her Party Guests as Beelzebub swiftly flew up high into the air and used her powers to summon a raincloud of cotton candy that fell down as everyone, including Lazlo and the others, began eating it eagerly.
Beelzebub: Hey, I don't know why,
I'm whatchu want,
But it's the truth!
I'm not your lie,
Let them eat cake,
Let them eat pie,
Or better yet,
Let them eat cotton candy!
Cotton candy! (Ah-ah, ah-ah!)
Cotton candy! (Ah-ah, ah-oh!)
Cotton candy! (Ah-ah, ah-ah!)
I'm whatchu want,
Not watchu need!
Winking at the Partygoeers, Beelzebub then flew up to land on the top of the staircase as she made her way down it and summoned a bunch of cake and pie with all of the Hellhounds staring up at her in adoration and awe as the Sin of Gluttony then began flying through the air at high speeds and a bunch of drinking Hellhound peered into one of Bee's honey pits before getting knocked over by a pillar of rising honey as Beelzebub flew down to go through it.
Beelzebub: Cotton candy skies,
Sweet as apple pie!
I can't help but shine,
Brighter than the starlight in the sky!
Cotton candy,
Cotton candy, (Yeah!)
Cotton candy!
I'm whatchu want, not watchu need,
So, watchu want?!
Cheering loudly, Beelzebub continued swimming through the huge ocean of honey with ease, not bothered by the lack of oxygen whatsoever, as she then flew up to land on a disco ball, and all of her Partygoers began stomping their feet on the ground rhythmically as Lazlo, Sable, and Clara did the same as even Loona awkwardly joined in.
Beelzebub: Ya hungry? Take a bite!
Get fucked tonight! (So, watchu want?!)
Your Queen Bee brings the sweet stuff,
So keep making me that motherfucking honey!
Yeah, keep it comin'!
Cotton candy! (Ah-ah, ah-ah!)
Cotton candy! (Ah-ah, ah-oh!)
Cotton candy! (Ah-ah, ah-ah!)
I'm whatchu want,
Not watchu need!
Beelzebub enlarges the taco that one of her guests plans on eating and shoves it into his mouth before moving on to the next table, where she enlarges the alcoholic beverage of two dog demons, which the Sin of Gluttony then shoves down their throats as she swiftly enlarges the party's punch bowl and prompts the others to swim in it, which four partygoers do without hesitation as Loona gets nervous and mouths something to Sable, who nodded in agreement as Clara noticed this and elbowed Lazlo while pointing over at his Girlfriend as he frowned concernedly.
Beelzebub: Cotton candy skies,
Sweet as apple pie,
I can't help but shine!
Brighter than the starlight!
Cotton candy skiеs,
Sweet as apple pie,
I can't help but shine!
Brighter than the starlight in the sky!
Beelzebub then swiftly ends her performance with a firework of confetti, and the Hellhounds cheer as Loona shakes the cotton candy out of her hair and Lazlo goes over to help her out as the Female Hellhound smiles and kiss him in gratitude while Sable and Clara eat the cotton candy as the Sin of Gluttony flew over to land in front of her boyfriend.
~[Cotton Candy Song Over]~
"Awooh, awooh! Vortex! The party is buzzin' now! Fuck! I feel like I went a little too hard with the confetti this time though! I have like a rainbow...in my vagina right now!" Beelzebub says while briefly materializing a mini rainbow as she then notices the others and perks up. "Oh, hey, you guys were the ones who helped Candyapple with the fight on Extermination Day, right? I'm so happy that you guys showed up." Beelzebub says while rushing over to hug all of them with a laugh as Loona feels a big jealous upon realizing that the Sin of Gluttony had accidentally shoved Lazlo against her I-Cup Breasts.
"Is there something funny?"
"Nah, I'm just really high on all this tasty energy right now. I hope this itty-bitty get-together can serve as a fun first time." Beelzebub says with a crazed and cheerful smile as Lazlo smirks and shrugs.
"Yeah, this party is great," Lazlo says as Loona briefly looks behind her to see a hellhound slide down a staircase only to get hit in the crotch when he gets down as she frowns.
"I would've thrown a bigger one, but I couldn't convince Belphegor to let me break into her stash of party drugs. So fucking lame. I mean, I usually just steal them, but Belle changed the locks." Beelzebub says while conjuring a bottle of beer as she drinks it. "She says I'm a total jackass for trying, but, hey...I'm proud to be a total jackass."
"I hear that," Sable says with a smirk as Beelzebub laughs.
"I like you. You guys are my new favorite people."
"Really?" Clara asked as Beelzebub paused a bit.
"Well, you know, except for Candyapple and Sweetstuff, obviously. Did you know that King Lucifer and Queen Lilith trusted me first to babysit them over the other Sins?" Beelzebub asked with a proud look as she checked her nails. "It's why I'm their favorite aunt."
"Babe, you threw a house party at their mansion and had the Princess and Prince jacked up with so much sugar that they were literally bouncing across the walls. Not to mention that Asmodeus and Satan had to come in and babysit you because you were drunk." A bemused Tex says as Beelzebub laughs awkwardly.
"Yeah, well, I may have gone a bit overboard...just like when during one of our Monthly Sin Meetings when Lulu brought Candyapple and Sweetstuff to the meeting when they were like eight and seven-years-old because Lily was off doing her concerts or whatever and Charlie asked if I could give them some sweets and I may have accidentally covered the whole building with all kinds of sweets. Oh man, Satan was so pissed about the interruption that he nearly destroyed all of the Wrath Ring. Ah, those were the good times." Beelzebub says with a nostalgic and sad smile on her face as Lazlo frowns a bit.
"Why do you look so sad about it?"
"Oh, well, back then, we used to have a lot of fun as a family should even with our duties, but ever since Queen Lilith left, things haven't been...the same..." Beelzebub says with a somber look on her face as she then perked up. "But Luci promised to be more involved with us again, so it's all good. Anyway, have a good time tonight. Get some sweets, get some eats. Drink it, tear it, fuck it up. Whoo." Beelzebub cheered while flying off to greet her guests as Vortex followed after her, and Loona sighed heavily as she turned to her friends.
"Yeeeah, I'm gonna go."
"Uh, what? Why? We just got here. At least one drink, right?" Lazlo asked as Loona shook her head and put her cup down at a nearby staircase.
"Nope, you really wouldn't like me after one drink," Loona says while turning around to leave and shedding some tears as she reaches into her pocket to pull out her phone and calls up Blitzo, who is still reeling in self-hatred and sadness from his night out with Stolas as he hears his phone ring and then looks at it and his eyes bug out in shock and worry.
"Hey, uh, why don't you girls go ahead while I talk to Loona?" Lazlo suggested to the girls, who nodded and turned around to leave while the Imp went over to check on his girlfriend.
"So, babe, want to find a room and have some fun~," Clara asked with a sultry tone while kissing Sable's chin, causing her to moan and tremble as she nodded excitedly.
~{LEMON, IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO THESE TYPES OF THINGS, THEN I SUGGEST THAT YOU SKIP AHEAD}~
After bursting into a random and empty bedroom, Sable and Clara could be seen hugging and making out with each other while moaning as the Hellhound then tossed the Female Sinner Demon over to land on the bed and growled at her in arousal before reaching down to grab her long-sleeved strapless purple dress that reaches down to her legs and pulled it down while also kicking off her pair of black thigh-length high-heel boots to reveal that she wore no bra or panties as Sable's furry H-Cup Breasts, furry vagina, and furry heart-shaped thick bubble butt were exposed to her blushing girlfriend as she bit her lip.
Blushing harder, Clara then reached up to grab her sleeveless black crop-top turtleneck and took it off as well as her pair of black fingerless gloves, and reached down to undo her black belt with a silver belt buckle as the Female Sinner Demon then pulled down her gray jean-shorts and took off her knee-length white stockings as Clara then kicked off her pair of silver ballet shoes, leaving her in only her black panties as she took them off and her G-Cup Breasts, shaven pussy, and her heart-shaped bubble butt were exposed to her girlfriend.
With her tail wagging around in her arousal, Sable then went over to climb onto the bed as she crawled forward on all fours and with her furry H-Cup Breasts swishing around as Clara blushed heavily and stared at her in pure lust as her girlfriend laid down on the bed and reached over to grab her to began cuddling with the Female Sinner Demon as they began making out with each other and their cute, high-pitch moans rang out across their borrowed room.
Grinning slyly, Clara then reached down to shove two fingers into Sable's furry vagina, causing her to moan a bit with her tail wagging around wildly as the Female Sinner Demon also turned her head to begin sucking on one of her girlfriend's H-Cup Breasts while also massaging her next one with her free hand as Clara continued shoving her fingers in and out of her furry pussy as more and more grool leaking out.
After spreading out her fingers, Clara began rubbing them against her lover's wet walls before being able to find her G-Spot as the Female Sinner Demon mercilessly stretched her fingers over to grab it and began pulling on her G-Spot tightly, causing the Hellhound's body to flush red as a familiar feeling creep up her spine and moaned loudly as she began spraying her lover's fingers and the bedsheet with her grool as Clara began kissing Sable again.
Smirking widely, Sable then got on top of Clara and crawled down to reach her crotch as she reached over to grab her thighs and separated them to reveal her glistening and shaven pussy as the Hellhound reached over to grab her pussy lips before separating them as she opened up his mouth and sticks out his tongue as Sable carefully inserted it inside of the Female Sinner Demon's vagina and began ravishing her inner wet and warm walls with her tongue.
Gasping softly, Clara moaned and threw back her head as she started to thrust her hips upwards eagerly and reached down to grab the bedsheets underneath her tightly as a lustful Sable began licking her wet walls and stretched out her warm tongue as the Hellhound began probing and touching all of the sensitive parts in her hot oven, bringing her girlfriend more and more pleasure and closer to the edge as the Female Sinner Demon gritted her teeth in pleasure and a familiar feeling crept up her spine as she squealed loudly while cumming heavily as Clara sprayed Sable's face with her grool as she eagerly drank it up.
Smiling coyly, Sable then crawled over to get on top of her girlfriend and whirled around to have her furry vagina on top of Clara's face as said person faced her girlfriend's shaven pussy as the Female Sinner Demon blushed heavily and reached up to grab her girlfriend's pussylips and separated them to reveal her glistening walls as Ratchet's Sister raised her right hand to insert two fingers into Clara's shaven vagina and began shoving them in and out of it at a rapid pace, causing her to gasp sharply as she moaned cutely and her face turned red.
Biting her lip, Clara glanced up and opened up her mouth as she sticks out her tongue and shoved it inside of Sable's furry coochie as she started licking her walls, causing her girlfriend to moan in delight and continued worshipping the Female Sinner Demon as, after licking each other for the next few minutes, the girls then felt a familiar feeling creep up their spines, and the Hellhound began cumming heavily while spraying her crush's face with her grool as said person sprayed her lover's face with her girl juice as both lovebirds panted heavily with pleasure.
After recovering from their shared orgasm, Sable then got off Clara's body and rolled onto her back as the Female Sinner Demon panted heavily and grinned widely with a blush on her face as she then made her way over to begin rubbing her vagina against the Hellhound's pussy, causing both of them to moan loudly as Carmilla's Daughter reached over to grab Ratchet's Sister's extended leg and continued scissoring her girlfriend for the next ten minutes before both of them felt a familiar feeling creep up their spines and moaned loudly as Sable and Clara started spraying their grool over the place before stopping as they whimpered and moaned loudly.
Getting more and more turned on, Sable then reached into her bag to pull out a big purple 8-inch strap-on as Clara licked her lips in delight and whirled around to lay down on the bed on all fours as she then turned to her saucily and reached behind her to grab her heart-shaped bubble buttcheeks and separated them to reveal her asshole as the smirking Hellhound reached over to place her hands on her asscheeks and she aimed her big purple 8-inch strap on directly at her tight asshole and proceeds to pierce herself inside of her girlfriend.
Eyes widened in surprise and awe, Clara threw back her head and scream in pleasure while gripping the bed sheets underneath her as Sable lowered herself down to lay on her back and reached down to cup her G-Cup Breasts and began pinching her nipples while thrusting her hips back and forth, shoving her big purple 8-inch strap deeper and deeper into the Female Sinner Demon's tight asshole as said person whimpered with pleasure and her eyes rolled to the back of her head while sticking out her tongue as the sounds of two pieces of wet flesh rang out across the room and the Hellhound continued shoving her fake cock inside of her asshole repeatedly with a loud moan as, after fucking her asshole for the next half an hour, a familiar feeling crept up their spines, and both Sable and Clara whimpered with pleasure as they proceeded to spray the bed underneath them with their love juice as they panted heavily and the girls then either leaned their head down or turned their head to began French-Kissing each other.
~[Lemon Over]~
"...What's wrong, Loona?" Lazlo asked Loona while they were sitting down on a curb as the Hellhound sighed heavily and sniffled as he wiped away her tears.
"It's just...it's so stupid, I shouldn't have come. I just ruined everyone's night."
"No, you didn't, if you weren't having fun, you have every right to leave," Lazlo says while giving Loona a side hug as he kisses her cheek. "Besides, I can't have fun if you aren't having fun. Hell, if you want, I can go with you back to your house and we can simply watch TV and cuddle?"
"You will?" Loona asked with a heartwarmed smile as Lazlo nodded.
"Of course, let me just text Sable and tell her that we are leaving, so that I can give her the keys to my car so that they-," Lazlo says before getting interrupted by the I.M.P. Van appearing out of nowhere as Blitzo rolls down the window and gave her a worried look.
"Hey, Loonie. How you doin', you alright? Did Lazlo do something to hurt you? I can kill him for you."
"Damn, boss, do you really have that little of an opinion of me?" An annoyed Lazlo asked as Loona shook her head.
"He didn't do anything, Blitzo. I just wanna go-,"
"He-Hey, that sounds like Blitzo!" An Imp says excitedly while running over to them as Blitzo gives him an annoyed glare.
"The o is silent, asshole!"
"He-Hey, I knew it was you! Fuck, man, where you been? You here for the party?" The Imp says as Blitzo shakes his head while an embarrassed Loona covers her face as Lazlo pats her on the back to comfort her.
"N-No, I'm just here picking up my daughter."
"Oh, shit! Do you have a daughter now?!"
"Adopted!" Loona snapped as the Imp hummed and turned back to Blitzo.
"Oh, man, you're already leaving? Things just got started. Come in and show us all up again."
"No, no, thank you, but I think Loonie wants to head back," Blitzo says as Loona then glances over at Lazlo, and her tail wags a bit happily as she blushes and turns back to her Father.
"I mean, we could stay a little longer."
"Are you sure? You don't have to go if you don't want to." A worried Lazlo says as Loona smiles warmly.
"Yeah, I think I overreacted a bit. I want to have some fun."
"Loonie, honey, I think we need to go, m'kay? I think it's been a long night." Blitzo says nervously as Loona shakes her head.
"No, I think I wanna give this another try. Besides, these people seem to know you. Come on. Pleaaaase?" Loona asked while giving him the puppy dog eyes as Blitzo rubbed his temples, and Lazlo blushed as he found this adorable.
"Okay, fine. Maybe one drink." Blitzo says with a shrug as we then fast forward in time, and we see him drinking from a keg while Lazlo and a couple of Hellhounds held him as he drunk upside down.
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"Ha ha! That was nothing, bitch! Give me a real challenge!" Blitzo ordered just as Beelzebub teleported behind him with a burst of pink cotton candy as she held a chicken leg.
"Oh, yeah? Wanna fucks with the big bitch, imp boy? I got a challenge for ya."
"Oh...he's gonna die."
"Fuck off, bitch, my boss has got this." Lazlo insulted with a glare, surprising and offending Vikki as Loona smirked while Sable and Clara giggled as Vortex arrived with two yellow kegs filled with Beelzejuice and put them down on the ground.
"Aaaalright, let's do this. From Bee's personal supply, the hardest shit there is. You ready, my man?" Vortex asked Blitzo, who did some stretches as he nodded with a savage grin on his face as the Leader of the I.M.P. Crew ran over to try, and open one of the kegs.
"Oh, born ready! Bring it, barky! I will drink you under this fucking table, you have no idea what kind of night I've had!" Blitzo ranted just as Beelzebub used her powers to lift the kegs and prep nozzles for them as she grinned slyly.
"Alright, shit talker, but there hasn't been a soul yet who can beat me at my own game, so, you better bring the fire, baby."
"Oh, is Queen Bee too scared to lose to a little Imp like me?" Blitzo says with a baby-like, mocking tone as Queen Bee grinned excitedly.
"Oh, okay. Let's get it on, you little bastard!" Beelzebub says as Vortex signals for the contest to begin, and both she and Blitzo start drinking.
"You can do this, boss!"
"Yeah, fuck her up, Boss!"
"Come on, Blitz!" Lazlo, Sable, and Clara cheered as Blitzo heard this and grinned slyly as he then ripped off the nozzle and chugged the whole keg, surprising Beelzebub, who looked at him in concern as the Imp then climbed on top of the empty keg.
"Who's the queen now?!"
"Yeah! That's my DAD!" Loona cheered while getting so excited that she kissed Lazlo, who moaned and kissed her back as they walked away and still made out with each other.
"Well fuck me, that's a first. I haven't had a first in a while. That was magical, seriously, impressive. I tip my crown to you, Imp Boy. Respect." Beelzebub says while bowing before Blitzo as she then howls loudly, prompting the other party guests to cheer as Blitzo passes out drunk, as he gets carried off as Beelzebub and Vortex look at each other in concern as we then fast forward in time, and we see that the Party Guests continue to have fun and chatting as Lazlo and Loona are shown laughing with a couple of other Hellhounds as Vortex appeared out of nowhere and tapped their shoulders to get their attention.
"Hey, guys," Vortex says as a giggling and laughing Loona and Lazlo then turn to him. "I don't mean to be a buzz kill here, but your uh, Dad and Boss seem a bit..."
"Out of control." Beelzebub finishes while coming up behind him and looks concerned. "Like a mess."
"Well...I guess Blitzo does seem to be more of a mess than usual. Should we check on him?" Lazlo asked as Loona scoffed and rolled her eyes.
"What? No, no, Blitzo is fine. He's always a mess, trust me."
"Look, honey, I see people having fun and getting fucked up all the time, but, he's clearly getting wasted off his ass and causing problems on purpose, so, I feel like, you should check up on him at least," Beelzebub says with a worried tone as Loona starts to get angry. "Just see if something's up," Beelzebub says as a glaring Loona then marches over to confront her.
"Don't act like you know him like I do."
"Whoa, Loona, calm down," Lazlo says concernedly, not wanting his girlfriend to fight against the literal Sin of Gluttony as the Hellhound ignores him.
"I ain't sayin' that. I'm just pretty sure he's had four tongues inside him at once. I mean...good for him, but... I can taste the flavor of people at my parties, and he's giving off a very...not okay vibe, you know?" Beelzebub asked as Loona got progressively angrier.
"Oh yeah, and I'd bet you'd know the okay vibe, right? I mean everyone likes you so much." Loona says as it is now Beelzebub's turn to get angry and flies up near Loona's face to challenge her.
"What's that supposed to mean?" A furious Beelzebub asked while transforming into her Full Demon Form, which is similar to her normal form, but with the exception of her being 20-foot-tall, and her fur and hair having a color scheme of shades of yellow as, in addition, her eyes have red scleras and multiple white pupils, and the stripe on her head opens up into a third eye which has a red sclera and a slit white pupil, surrounded by a black-and-white crown-like pattern as the color of her clothing changes to a color scheme of red and black. "You got a problem or somethin' sour cream?! Don't fuck with me!" Beelzebub says as Loona preps for a fight but stops as Lazlo goes over to place a gentle yet firm hand on her shoulder and gives her a serious look as the Hellhound's ears low sadly and sighs heavily as she nods.
"Sorry. Yeah, nope, we'll, uh...we'll check on him." Loona says while she and Lazlo walk over as Beelzebub shows what appears to be genuine concern, possibly for Loona before she morphs back into her Defealt Deform Form and sighs heavily as she turns to Vortex.
"Uuuugh, sorry, sorry. I know I got a little spicy there. I just...hope everything works out." Beelzebub says with a soft smile before feeling a familiar burst of magic teleport into her office as she grows serious and turns to her boyfriend. "Sorry, I have to go. See you in a bit." Beelzebub says while flying off as we cue back to Sable and Clara as we see the girls talking to each other.
"...So Ratchet texted me and told me what happened to Blitzo at Ozzie's, and he decided to punish Ozzie, Fizz, and Verosika by covering the whole building with multiple untraceable stink bombs," Sable says to Clara, who giggled as the lovebirds appeared.
"Hey, have you guys seen Blitzo?"
"Oh, yeah, he's over there," Clara says while pointing over at Blitzo, who stood near them as he was French-Kissing another Imp.
"Oh piss on a dick!" An annoyed Loona says as she walks over to grab Blitzo by the collar of his shirt and pulls him back. "What the fuck are you doing, Blitz?!"
"This guy~," Blitzo says with a drunken and seductive tone as he then points to the Imp, who briefly waves.
"Blitzo, you need to stop. You are a mess." Lazlo said worriedly as Blitzo scoffed and rolled his eyes.
"Look, I didn't expect you two to come in here and see any of this. I'm so sorry, but it's a party, I'm just havin' fun with, uh...the fuck is your name again?" Blitzo asked with a raised eyebrow while turning to the Imp as he smiled.
"Dennis."
"Christ on a stick, you would be a Dennis." A disgusted and shocked Blitzo says as he shooed away a tearful Dennis. "Get the fuck away from me! I'm not fucking a Dennis tonight! I need a Monica or Alejandro in here, stat!" Blitzo yelled as the Imp standing by a nearby corner pulled him in. "Better~," Blitzo moaned just as an enraged Loona punched the Imp's face, causing him to back away as Lazlo then went over to grab Blitzo and carried his boss over his shoulder.
"Come on, Boss, let's get you out of here," Lazlo says as Loona nods.
"You need to drink something other than Beelzejuice."
"Uuuugh, no..." Blitzo says with a groan as they walk off, and we then cue over Beelzebub's Office as we see said person talking with a somber Charlie Morningstar.
"...Auntie...did I bring this on him?" Charlie asked sadly as she rubbed her arm. "I was meant to inspire good. Not madness. Not death."
"You have inspired good," Beelzebub assured as she flew over to sit down beside her Niece on a couch, and gave her a comforting hug. "But you spat in the face of Heaven's system. Didn't you think there might be some casualties? Things were always gonna get worse before they got better."
"But Valkon, Auntie-,"
"Valkon believed in what you stood for. What we stand for. Hell needs you." Beelzebub says as Charlie bowed her head and shook her head.
"No. Hell needs its Vigilante Sinner, and I let that murderous psychopath erase him from the cosmos."
"Which is why, for now, they're gonna have to make do with you and Azrael," Queen Bee said, putting a hand on her Niece's shoulder. "Remember, sweetie, you will become the Queen of Hell whenever Lucifer decides to stand down. Not sure how they will deal with Lilith because the whole thing whether she is still Queen of Hell is iffy and Luci refused to say anything, but anyway, if anyone had a chance to take Valkon's sacrifice and make Hell better it would be you."
"I know, Aunty, it just...hurts. I thought Mom leaving us hurt but at least I know she's alive, but with Valkon? He's gone and will never come back." Charlie says somberly as Beelzebub sighs heavily.
"Look, Candy Apple, I know what you are going through. Have your Parents told you about how Hell was when it was first created?"
"A little. They don't like talking about their early days in Hell." Charlie admitted as her Aunty nodded somberly.
"And there's a reason for that. You see, there was not originally Seven Deadly Sins. There were hundreds."
"There were?" A shocked Charlie asked as Beelzebub nodded solemnly.
"Yes, but you see, you know how Humans envision Hell to be? Well that was how it was originally before your Parents and us Sins tried to corral the place and well...it wasn't easy. There were beings that were far more ancient and powerful than all of us, including your Father, but thanks to the help of your Godmother, we were able to conquer all of Hell and make it a better place, but it was not without consequences. We had lost hundreds of our brothers and sisters. Us Seven Deadly Sins of Man were the only ones that were able to survive the carnage and even after eons of our existence, we still miss them all deeply, but instead of wallowing in our misery, we don't waste our brothers and sisters' sacrifices and let their deaths be in vain. Instead, we focus on bettering ourselves and others. Maybe you should be the same," Beelzebub says while kissing Charlie on the forehead as she hugs her.
"Okay. I'll try, Auntie," Charlie said while wiping away her tears.
"Thanks, it's all I ask," Beelzebub says as she smiles. "Do you wanna party a bit?"
"No, I think that I wanna go back home," Charlie says as Beelzebub nods, and we then cue back to the others as we see Lazlo carrying Blitzo to the van, and buckling him up as Loona goes over to get into the Driver's Seat and notices Sable, Clara, and Loona's three new friends wave her goodbye as she waves back and kissed Lazlo before driving off as the Male Imp turned to the girls.
"Do you two want to continue partying or go back home?" Lazlo asked as Sable and Clara smirked and gestured back at the party as he nodded, and we cue back with the Father and Daughter Duo as Loona turned to a pouting Blitzo.
"Do you need to throw up?"
"Mmm... no..."
"Yeah you do." A scoffing Loona says as we then fast forward in time and we see them arriving back at their apartment as she turns on the lights and puts Blitzo back on the couch, then gets a glass of water and a blanket for him.
"I had a really shitty day..."
"Oh yeah? Is that why you drank like five gallons worth of who-knows-what?" Loona asked dryly as Blitzo simply hugged his pillow and gained teary eyes.
"Fuck, Fizz was right. I'm gonna die alone, aren't I? Just a wrinkly, old, withered, waste. Will you be there, Loonie?" Blitzo asked with his voice breaking as a worried Loona blinked confusedly.
"Be...where?"
"I dunno, jus...lonely...die alone..."
"I'll be there, Dad," Loona says reassuringly while draping the blanket over Blitzo and patting his head. "Now go the fuck to sleep.. okay?"
"Loona...Millie...Moxxie...Stolas...Lazlo...Ratchet...Sable..." Blitzo mumbled as Loona took one last look at him before heading into her room after turning off the lights as the Leader of the I.M.P. Crew proceeded to vomit up the Beelzejuice.
"Fuck! Yeah, I did need to throw up!"
And done. I hope that you guys enjoyed the chapter, and I can't wait to write the next one. Also, here is the reading order for my Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss Stories: That's Entertainment, Murder Family, Overture, Loo Loo Land, Radio Killed the Video Star, Spring Broken, CHERUB, Harvest Moon Festival, Scrambled Eggs, Masquerade, Dad Beat Dad, Welcome to Heaven, Hello Rosie, Truth Seekers, The Show Must Go On, Ozzie's and Queen Bee.
Anyway, as always, I will catch you all next time.
