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Angel dust had left mid shoot, pissed at Valentino for hitting him. That little whore ran to the Haz-shit hotel because he couldnt face Valentino. How dare he walk out on Val!?
"You're sexy when you're pissed, Babe." Vox's words were not helping Val right now. He did enjoy the flirting and a quick round with Vox might help him calm down...no. He needed to go to that hotel and show Angel why he shouldn't walk out on his owner.
"That's not helping, Vox." Valentino paused. "I'm going to that shitty hotel."
"No fucking way. I'm not leting that happen. You'll get angry and by tommorow it will be all over the media and blowing up in MY face." Vox was serious. Val knew that there was a high chance everything he said would be online by the evening. Sinners were desperate to be noticed by him after all.
"Have Velvette bury it or something. Or hypnotise sinners into forgetting it. I'm going to the hotel." Angel needed to face punishment as soon as possible. He fucking deserved it.
"You know that's not how it works. And while i'd love to watch you yell at that fucking slut, we can't have another scandal like this-" Vox cuts himself off as Val grabbed Moneyshot (his hot pink and zebra print gun) and stormed out of the penthouse. It was futile to try stop him.
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Less than 20 minutes later, Valentino was storming into towards the Hazbin Hotel. He banged on the door. Charlie Morningstar opened it. "Oh...hello! Welcome to the hotel. Can i help you?"
"Have we met? I'm sure i've offered you a job before." Charlie rememered when she interfiered with Angel's work. Met his boss, ruined everything, got her best friend screamed at. Suddenly it clicked. This was Angel's evil boss, at her door. She can't just deny him...what was she meant to do?
As if on cue, Charlie's girlfriend, Vaggi, came over. "Valentino." She took a deep breath, creating a brief pause. "You need to leave. Right now. You aren't welcome here." Vaggi wasn't afraid to confront the moth demon. She wouldn't back down from a fight.
"Relax, bitch. I'm here for Angel Dust. Where is he?" Valentino practically growled out the words.
"I don't care what you're here for. We know what you do to him. Nobody at this hotel is going to let you get to him and hurt him any further. Leave." Vaggi's words made Val grin. Angel had been gossiping about him-one more thing to add to the list of offences that required punishment.
"Look, whatever your name is, all you're doing is giving me more reason to punish Angel when i get my hands on him. So swallow your bitchy, petty pride and let me get to my property."
The use of the word 'property' infuriated Vaggi. Angel was her friend and the fact he was forced to be an object for another sinner to abuse filled her with rage. Vaggi raised her spear and got closer to the moth scum before Charlie got in the way of them. "Vaggi, come on! We dont have to be violent! Just...Valentino, we can't let you get to Angel Dust. We wont stand for what you do to him." Val growled, deep and low. He put his hands on Charlie to forcibly move her when Angel Dust appeared at the top of the stairs.
Valentino let go of Charlie and switched on his bullshit, sweet, manipulative voice. "Angie, baby! Get these lowlife's to let me through. We need to talk." His stare at the spider demon hardened during that last sentence. He was serious, and Angel better realise that. The spider demon gulped and descended the stairs. His voice had a tinge of fear behind it. "Vaggie, Charlie...I know you mean well but this isn't your place. Please just let him take me. I can handle this. I swear." Angel barely got the words out before his arms was grabbed and he was pulled towards an exit. Vaggi moved towards the pair, but Charlie stopped her. She'd interfered with Angel and his boss before and it ended horribly for her friend. She wont let that happen again. So Valentino and Angel Dust left, the air of future punishment weighing on Angel like a ton of bricks.