fuckin' animals, amirite?

by penthouse_snake

Summary:

Just a bunch of shitty oneshots based on funny animal facts about the cast because there needs to be more animal instinct fics

Inspired by -Scrap-Paper-(multivers4l_moron) they gave me the idea for this

Notes:

May be ooc lmao sorry if so I kind of rushed this shit 💀

Chapter 1: late night rat hunting

The Hazbin Hotel was very old and rundown, torn wallpaper and dusty corners adorning the interior. Along with all the messy nooks and crannies came with loads of pests such as bugs, rats, and even bats on occasion. Charlie used to have huge problems dealing with it, but now that she had a housemaid in the hotel, it was easier to manage the countless amount of critters that crawled around the hotel floors.

 

Said housemaid was now currently scampering around the hotel at the reasonable time of 1:30 AM in the morning. Everyone else was still asleep in their rooms, but Niffty paid no mind as she manically giggled and thrashed around, bumping into walls every so often as she went through her nightly pest control.

 

The bugs and rats were harder to spot in the dark, but Niffty made due by using her needle to aggressively stab the floor, hoping to get any pests along with it. Her needle made multiple dent marks in the cheap flooring of the hotel, which would certainly get an earful from Vaggie later in the morning.

 

Niffty passed by the main lobby, spotting KeeKee curled up on one of the couches. The house cat usually assisted her in capturing the creepy crawlies during the nighttime, but she guessed the nocturnal feline wasn't feeling as nocturnal this night.

 

Niffty shrugged and continued zooming around the house, stabbing the floor along with a couple of bugs that scampered by. She particularly enjoyed stabbing bugs more than mice or rats; they tended to squish more and had more frail bodies that were easier to pierce. Rats were a rare delicacy that she never really managed to capture, as they always scrambled into the wall holes before Niffty could skewer them.

 

They weren't really as much of a problem, though, as there weren't that many but it was still annoying she could never successfully stab one and see it's guts spill out as blood pooled around its dead little body.

 

'Oh well.' Niffty thought absentmindedly as she continued to scamper around the hotel.

 

That's when a large thud made her stop in her tracks. The hotel was usually very quiet at this time of night (besides Niffty herself), so the strange noise startled her to say the least. Maybe KeeKee had finally gotten up, she thought, and continued on her nightly pest control.

 

Though, another thud was heard close nearby. Now Niffty was curious. Usually large animals didn't make their way into the hotel, but Niffty was prepared to stab anything and everything she had to in order to protect this hotel.

 

With a creepy smile, Niffty joyfully ran to the source of the sound, needle in hand, ready to stab anything that moves.

 

Her little legs took her to the main lobby, where she could see KeeKee was now missing from the couch. She huffed in slight annoyance, upset she wouldn't get to kill a larger animal, but quickly recovered as she saw a large, gray hell rat running past the lobby. Niffty's eye immediately dilated into insanity as she watched the rodent try and run to safety.

 

Needle in hand, she ran, dashing as fast as she could towards the rat. Just as she was about to attempt her first stab, a blurry figure speeds past her, grabbing the rat with a squeak . Niffty halted in her tracks, confusion written on her face as she looked over.

 

Out poked a long, thin tail with a feather fluff at the end from the shadows of the dark room. Two barely visible white pupils were staring into her soul. A low growling sound emitted from the creature as it continued to stare at Niffty, the squealing of the mouse almost impossible to hear as the growling grew louder.

 

Niffty stared back, emptiness in her wide eye. She had never seen a creature this big find a way into the hotel. Oh well, it'd be fun to kill.

 

Just as she raised her needle, ready to charge, the creature leaped out from the shadows and started to play with the still-alive mouse.

 

"Oh! It's just Husk." Niffty thought out loud. She forgot he did that sometimes.

 

Husk continued to roll around, flapping his wings as he held the mouse by its tail and watched it try to scurry free with wide eyes. Niffty sat down to watch the mouse torture display with interest. Husk's tail flicked playfully as he let the mouse go, only to capture it in his jaws as it tried to escape.

 

Niffty giggled, enjoying the display. The mouse started to look like it was going to give up, moving less and less as it accepted its fate. Husk was finally done, grabbing its body and ripping off its head, eating the body with a single gulp.

 

Niffty clapped and giggled, "Again! Again!" She cheered. Husk's pupils grew, giving her a confused look when suddenly a squeak made both of them stop and look over.

 

There was another rat, innocently walking around and squeaking, unaware of the danger nearby.

 

Niffty would've loved to go and get it herself, but it was much more entertaining watching Husk do this, as he hadn't done it in a long while. She watched with a glowing eye as Husk arched his back, going into predator stance as he creeped forward towards the rat. It was a bit harder to creep towards prey when he was literally out in the open, but the rodent didn't seem to notice as he got closer and closer.

 

Just as he was about to pounce, a long figure resembling a large hose got to it first, lunging at the rat and trapping it with its jaws as the rat squeaked in surprise and pain.

 

It didn't take long for Niffty to figure out that it was Sir Pentious, still strangely dressed in his regular clothes instead of pajamas. She watched in awe as Pentious continued to bite down on the rat, saliva dripping from his fangs as the rat grew drowsy and laid limp after a matter of seconds. The end of his tail shook, emitting a rattling sound as he prepared to swallow the rat whole.

 

Beside Niffty, Husk eyed Pentious with a glare, his nose twitching in annoyance. A low growling emitted from his throat as his tail swayed from side to side.

 

Before anyone could react, Husk pounced at Pentious, claws bared as he attempted to pry the rat out of his jaws. Pentious hissed in surprise, baring his fangs as he attempted to fight back. They fought for the rat, playing a fun game of tug-of-war for the large rodent. Husk clawed at Pentious's face as the serpentine tried to strangle him with his tail, completely forgetting the use of his arms.

 

Niffty cheered loudly as the two fought over the prey, quite enjoying this display of chaos. She never thought having a cat demon with night crazies and a snake demon with (supposed) night crazies would cause this much chaos, but she was loving it.

 

She continued to watch the banter until she heard something and looked the left of her, seeing another rat scamper across the floor of the hotel. Pentious and Husk didn't seem to notice, as they were still too busy trying to kill each other, so Niffty took her needle and lunged at it.

 

"STAB! STAB! STAB!!" She shouted, stabbing the rat with her needle multiple times before it even got to react. She manically laughed as she continued stabbing the poor rodent, Pentious and Husk still fighting over another poor rodent a few feet away.

 

"STAB! STAB!! HAHAHAHAHAA !!"

 

 

...

 

 

The hotel looked relatively less creepy in the daytime. Husk grumbled as he poured himself some morning whiskey, taking a large swig to soothe his massive headache. 'Did I get drunk last night or something? Why do I feel so shitty?'

 

Charlie and Vaggie greeted him, as well as Angel Dust and Pentious a while later. He noticed that Pentious had various claw markings all over his body and looked equally as shitty as him.

 

'Did he get drunk too? Nah, he doesn't seem like the type.' Husk thought before taking another sip of his whiskey.

 

"What's for breakfast?" Angel asked, sitting at the bar and looking at Husk as if asking for a drink. Husk understandingly nodded and started pouring Angel's usual as Charlie spoke up, "Wow, you look terrible, Husk." She turned to Pentious, "You too, Pentious. What happened?"

 

Angel took a sip of his newly poured shot, "Mm, maybe they fucked?" He raised his eyebrows teasingly. Husk narrowed his eyes as Pentious sputtered, "WHAT? We did no such thing!" He flared his hood in embarrassment at the assumption.

 

"We didn't fuck, Angel," Husk added more calmly, "I haven't fucked in a while and I have no intention to do so anytime soon." He took yet another swig.

 

"Aww, we'll see about that, Whiskers~" Angel purred, draping himself over the bar counter to look at Husk as the cat demon rolled his eyes and growled, "Yeah, sure."

 

Vaggie rolled her eye at their display, but voiced her concern with Charlie, "The hotel kind of looks like a mess too. I know Niffty usually runs around at night, but I didn't know Pentious and Husk did too?" She eyed the two suspiciously.

 

"That fucker watches you guys sleep, so I wouldn't be surprised if he walked around the hotel at night." Husk grunted. Everyone turned to look at Pentious as he fanned his hood out in defense, "I sssstill don't trust you all enough to not kill me in my sleep!" He hissed, coiling his tail around himself as if they would strike at any moment.

 

"You've been here for a few weeks, you have to start trusting us at some point." Vaggie said to Pentious as the serpent sinner narrowed his eyes at the one-eyed woman.

 

Just then, Niffty scampered in, bright and full of energy as she hopped upon the bar counter.

 

"Morning! What's for breakfast?" She asked. Angel shrugged, "Probably toaster waffles again, unless anyone wants ta cook?" Angel looked around at everyone expectantly. He was only met with silence.

 

"Nobody? Toaster waffles it is!" He pulled out his phone and started typing, getting up to go to the kitchen.

 

"Well, at least there'll be more for us!" Niffty exclaimed as she hopped off the bar counter to follow Angel. The spider demon looked down at her with confusion, "Whaddya mean?"

 

"Well, Husk and Pent already ate earlier..." She responded. Pentious looked at her with a puzzled expression as Husk squinted his eyes at the small cyclops, "Nifft...."

 

"What are you..."

 

"They hunted some rats this morning! It was suuuuper funny! They even tried to kill each other over one!"

 

Husk groaned and slammed his face against the bar counter as Pentious widened his eyes.

 

"Ohhh, so THATS why I heard thumpin' in the middle of the night!" Angel exclaimed, "I thought Princess and Vagina ova there were having a raw dog session or somethin'." He pointed his thumb back at Charlie and Vaggie, who flushed at his comment.

 

"Stop being inappropriate! Not one normal morning!" Vaggie shouted at him as he playfully stuck out his tongue. Charlie ignored his comment and turned to Husk and Pentious, "You guys were eating rats?" She asked, a hint of disgust and genuine curiosity in her voice.

 

Husk grumbled, "Just something I used to do a while back because of 'cat instincts' or some shit." He used his claws to make air quotations. "Stopped doing it a while back but I guess it started up again."

 

"I had zero idea that I even did that at all!" Pentious declared, then rubbed a claw on his chin quizzically, "I sssuppose that's why I would ssometimes find dismembered egg bois around my airship some mornings..."

 

As he pondered out loud, Niffty spoke up again, "I knew Husk did it sometimes, but I had no idea Pentious did too!" Her eye sparkled as she hopped up to grab his shirt collar, "DO IT AGAIN!"

 

Charlie ran over and snatched Niffty from Pentious's shirt. "Noo, let's not do that again, haha!" She set a disappointed Niffty down on the floor as she continued on to the kitchen in search for frozen waffle packs.

 

"That's a problem we probably need to take care of. We don't need any dismembered rat corpses around the hotel that could scare off potential patrons." Vaggie said before turning to Pentious and Husk, "And no fighting, you two! Especially over dead rats." She voiced that last sentence in disgust as she glared at the snake and cat.

 

Husk glared back, "Hey! I can't fucking control it! If you're gonna have animal demons staying at the hotel then learn to deal with it." He poured himself another drink, ignoring the fiery stare Vaggie shot back at him. Pentious, feeling threatened, quickly said, "My apologiessss, I'll try to not have it happen again!" He slithered off the bar seat and started to snake away, "Good day!" He called back.

 

Vaggie groaned as Charlie and Angel made their way to the kitchen as well, leaving her to slide against the wall in exasperation.

 

"It's like a fucking petting zoo in here." She grumbled into her hands. Husk gave a small grunt in response before passing out on the spot, slamming his face against the counter.

 

Vaggie sighed, "Save some waffles for me, guys!" At least she didn't have to count on feeding two extra mouths here anymore.

Chapter 2: whoops

Summary:

Valentino gets bored of waiting for Vox to get off of work and decides to pay him a little visit; his moth instincts take over

Notes:

Okay I already had this one planned I swear I'll do ur requests soob

"Voxxy, Babyyyyy~" The drawled out voice of Vox's boytoy/boyfriend/companion/fuckbuddy/whatever the hell they were was heard coming from the couch on Vox's TV in his office area. Vox grumbled, rubbing his TV-face in frustration.

 

Valentino's voice had been calling out to him for the past 20 minutes, trying to get his attention since he knew Vox had a TV on him at all times. The TV man had purposely been ignoring him, trying to instead focus on the work he needed to get done.

 

Valentino's eyes narrowed in frustration, "VOX!! Get over here right now! I'm lonelyyyy.." He dramatically whined, draping himself over the couch and gently sliding his upper body to the floor.

 

Vox continued to work, making Valentino angrier.

 

"VOX!! I'm gonna go over there myself if you don't fucking come right now!" He practically shouted, squeaking in frustration at the TV in the room.

 

"Mkay.." Vox mumbled, not really paying any attention to the angry moth demon in the other room.

 

"Okay, if that's how you want to play it, perra." Valentino growled, getting up from the couch and making his way over to Vox's work office. Vox didn't even seem to notice as he continued his work on the angelic security program.

 

Valentino huffed, waiting for the automatic doors to his boyfriend's office to open, stepping inside the large room once they did.

 

The bright TV lights entranced the moth demon immediately, being the only thing his eyes could really see as he used it to guide himself to where Vox was.

 

Vox, apparently not noticing his presence, was currently still glued to his work, the eyebags clear on his TV screen. A single cup of coffee (black, probably) was sitting beside him as he typed away on a keyboard, eyes focused on the many glowing TV screens above. Valentino sleeps for most of the daytime, so only Satan knows how long the TV man had been working for. Days and nights, most likely.

 

Valentino walked up to his chair, leaning against it with a grin as he watched Vox work.

 

He lost patience quickly as Vox still hadn't noticed him and he squeaked in annoyance.

 

"Voxxy~, I'm soo bored!" He leaned lightly against the chair, making it shift slightly. That's when Vox finally noticed his presence. The TV man looked over, tired annoyance lacing his features.

 

"Val.. I'm in the middle of improving the latest Voxtech innovation," He finally turned to look at his boyfriend, "Bother me in a few hours or something."

 

Valentino frowned. "You've been working nonstop, mi chispa, you need to relax." He cooed, leaning further against the chair. Vox's frown deepened as the weight of the moth demon was uncomfortably leaning against him.

 

"If you're not going to leave, at least be less annoying and not lean against my chair while I'm busy." He complained, turning back to face his countless TV screens.

 

Valentino's antennas twitched as his eyes narrowed further, staring daggers into his TV-headed boyfriend. He was being so difficult; Valentino contemplated storming out of the room and ghosting him for the next few days before his mind settled on something else.

 

Smirking slightly, he took his weight off the chair, much to Vox's relief as he continued to work. Valentino suddenly pulled his chair out ever so slightly so there was enough room and jumped right into Vox's lap, crossing his legs and making himself comfortable as he took out his cigarette from a pocket and started to light it.

 

Vox completely forgot his work for a second and just stared at the moth demon in his lap, a puzzled yet aggravated look on his face, "Seriously?"

 

Valetino nodded, blowing some pink smoke into his lovers face, "If you're not gonna join me over there, I'll just have to join you over here, Papito." He smirked again at Vox (who was currently wafting the smoke away from his face), leaning more into him to get more comfortable.

 

"Wh-" Vox stopped himself from continuing. This was bullshit and he wasn't going to subject his time to arguing with his pissbaby boyfriend about how hard it would be for him to work in this position, scooting his chair closer again to his work desk and continuing to go through all the prototypes for Voxtech angelic security.

 

Valetino's tall and lanky stature did make it a bit tricky for Vox to properly see all of his TV screens, but he still was able to work from this position and he just needed to get this done and didn't have any time for setbacks right now.

 

The tall lanky moth, however, still held a cocky grin on his features. 'Hah! This ought to teach you, Voxxy.' Valentino thought with a sense of victory.

 

Those few moments of triumph were short-lived, though, as Valentino started to grow bored of Vox's indifferent demeanor to his advances.

 

He stretched his legs further out and tried to lean more into Vox, but the TV sinner had just ignored him and continued to work with a poker face.

 

Valentino had unfortunately forgotten to bring his phone with him when he strutted his way over to Vox's office and not wanting to accept defeat, the moth demon could only sit with boredom in his boytoy's lap as the sound typing was accompanied with the bright TV screens above.

 

Too bright, almost; Valentino could almost feel his body wanting to ditch the TV's lap and float its way to the countless other TV's. Stupid fucking moth instincts.

 

Trying to resist the urge, Valentino averted his gaze over to Vox, staring at his bright blue TV screen instead. The light coming from his screen was extremely more bright close up. Had it always been this bright? Val swears it's always been duller than this. It was hurting his eyes to look at, but he couldn't look away, almost hypnotized by the blue glow.

 

Valentino wasn't even paying attention to the tired expression of Vox anymore; just solely focused on the light coming from his screen. He needed to see it closer.

 

Almost like his body was under some sort of trance, Valentino started to edge his face closer to Vox's. The light became more clear the closer he got. He completely dropped his cigarette as he scooted closer and closer. And closer and closer.

 

Vox felt a weird presence scooting close to his face. A little too close. He glanced over and saw Val's face right next to his, seemingly getting closer by the moment.

 

"Val-"

 

He scooted closer.

 

"Val- what the fuck are you-"

 

And closer.

 

"Val, stop it right now-"

 

And closer.

 

"Va-"

 

CRASH!!

 

Maybe it was a little too close.

 

...

 

"Voxxy, babycakes, I didn't mean to break your TV screen! It was your light!"

 

Vox grumbled in response to his boyfriend, looking into a mirror Val kept in his pockets at all times while trying to examine the cracks in his face-screen.

 

"Val, how many fucking times do I have to say: do NOT stare too close at my face or else you'll start acting all weird and I'll end up with another broken screen!" He put the mirror down and turned to glare at Valentino, who was laying on the ground next to couch, "Now, I have to go and replace it aga-" His voice started to glitch out before continuing, "again!"

 

Valentino pouted, stretching himself across the floor in dramatic fashion, "Vox..."

 

"Fuck off, I'm too mad to deal with your drama-queen ass bullshit right now. I'll be heading over to the repair center now; this is coming out of your bank account, by the way."

 

Valentino's eyes widened, " Vox! "

 

Vox rolled his eyes, glitching a bit as he did so, "Yeah, next time don't break my very expensive screen, thank you very much." And with that, he headed out the doors.

 

Valentino frowned to himself and sighed, "I'll just fuck the electrical wiring out of him later and it'll calm down his pissy fit."

Chapter 3: EVERYONES FUCKIN SHEDDING

Summary:

Damnit, why did everyone Charlie recruit for her hotel have to go through the process of shedding? Angel just wants his damn molting lotion.

Notes:

This isso rushed

It was molting season. Angel could just feel it.

 

The spider demon groaned in his bed as he felt his outer exoskeleton itching to be torn off. Angel had learned the hard way in the past that just ripping off your exoskeleton was the absolute worst way to molt his skin, so it was better to wait and let it happen naturally, as aggravating as that was.

 

Angel had been in his room for the past few days, ignoring any knocks at his door and just waiting inside until the day for molting had come, which was today. He had put on a speedo in order to correctly molt his skin and was now currently waiting in his room for the process to be over. Spider molting wasn't painful or anything, it just left him sore and it took a while for him to properly get all of his skin off.

 

Usually molting lotion helped with the process, but the bottle had bought was sitting somewhere in the hotel lobby, and he wasn't about to go out there in only his undergarments and grab it.

 

'Just gonna do this the hard way..' Angel thought as he turned over to the side.

 

Although it wasn't physically painful to molt, it was causing him many pains elsewhere. During molting, he usually lost his appetite and starved himself until the process was over. He also usually cooped himself up in a secluded area to feel more safe, and he was grateful to have an actual place to stay in now so it was easier to coop himself up in a space.

 

The only downside to that was not getting enough air to breathe into his lungs in order to molt properly. It would be easier to go out in the lobby and do this, but again, no way was he going to go out like this.

 

Hours seemed to tick by as he continued to stare off into space, flipping over occasionally to get into a more comfortable position.

 

This was taking longer than he had anticipated. The molting lotion would really be doing him wonders by now.

 

Angel sat up, itching at his torso and seeing no signs of the skin coming off any time soon. He sighed and got up, awkwardly stretching his long limbs.

 

Fat Nuggets- who was sleeping on his mini pet bed- had woken up and waddled on over to his dad, nudging and rubbing against his legs. Angel staggered back and awkwardly bent down to pet the little pig, "Sorry, Nuggs. Can't cuddle right now." He apologized to the pig, who only cocked his head to the side in response.

 

Angel looked over at his door, many different pictures scattered along it, but he wasn't able to pay attention to anything but the doorknob.

 

He sighed. 'Guess it won't hurt to just quickly grab it.'

 

Angel lazily threw on his boots (he wasn't about to let anyone see his feet for free) and walked towards the door. He reached out one of his arms and opened it, wincing as the light hit his eyes.

 

He quickly closed the door behind him and made his way down the hall. It was a simple yet challenging task after not leaving his bed for the past few days.

 

He could hear distant screams and panicking the further he walked down the hall, which usually wouldn't concern him (this was hell after all), but it was coming from inside the hotel which did raise his worries a bit.

 

As he descended further and further down, a cold chill ran down his spine. An unsettling feeling took over and he couldn't help but feel like he was being watched. The spider demon wrapped his arms around himself as he attempted to walk faster.

 

The feeling of uneasiness crept closer to him until the hallway seemed almost completely clouded by darkness, shadows creeping up on him.

 

Out of the darkness, a figure emerged and lurked towards Angel. Radio waves and static filed the air as Angel staggered backwards and covered his ears. His vision became hazed as the noises grew louder and louder the closer the figure approached.

 

He soon uncovered his ears and growled as the figure became more clear.

 

"Hello, my dear Angel!" Alastor greeted him with a sick smile, the loud noises ceasing around them.

 

"Hey," Angel didn't even look at the deer sinner as he pushed past him to get to the lobby. Alastor quickly stopped his advances by teleporting back in front of him, making Angel curse and jolt in surprise.

 

This was when Angel noticed the decaying skin and red stained blood dripping from the overlord's tiny antlers.

 

"Now now, Angel- it is not the time for any fuss! Everyone's been worried sick about you." Alastor narrowed his eyes and cracked his head to the side, shit-eating grin never faltering.

 

"Woah uh... did ya fuckin' kill someone or somethin'?" Angel completely ignored the overlord's words, instead focusing on the blood-stained antlers that lay atop his head.

 

Alastor stared briefly at him before bursting out into cackling laughter.

 

"Hahaha! No, my dear, I'm simply going through the shedding process."

 

Angel gave him a surprised look. "Shit, you too?" At least he sort of wasn't alone in this.

 

Alastor hummed, "Yes well, I could tell you were going through a similar process by your..." He almost looked downright disgusted as he looked Angel up and down, "questionable choice of clothing."

 

Angel rolled his eyes and attempted to move past the Radio Demon yet again, "Well, I'd love ta stay and chat, Al, but I need to grab somethin'." Alastor only watched as Angel walked away from him, blood from the antlers starting to drip down his face.

 

Angel finally made it out of that long ass hallway and breathed a sigh of relief. The air out here was much fresher and it allowed his exoskeleton to really breathe.

 

He noticed more destruction and noises, but decided to ignore it and instead search for his bottle of molting lotion.

 

The spider demon walked over to a couple of shelves and searched through them, scanning over some old books and papers. 'C'mon... where'd I put it?' He thought with irritation.

 

'Not here.' He walked away and scanned over a couple of other shelves and drawers but couldn't find the lotion bottle.

 

As he continued searching, Angel didn't notice the rapid footsteps approaching in his direction until he felt a force wrap him into an unwarranted hug.

 

"OH MY GOD ANGEL, ARE YOU OKAY?! WE HAVENT SEEN YOU IN SOOOO LONG!!" The Princess of Hell was currently sobbing into the spider demon's fluffy chest. He awkwardly used his lower arms to pat her back and pull her away.

 

"Woah! Calm down, Charlie, I'm okay!" He reassured her, slightly wincing in pain from the contact. "Please be careful, I'm in da middle of moltin'."

 

Charlie gasped and stepped back, "Ohmygosh Angel, I'm so so sorry!" Her face then twisted into one of horror, "OH NO! NOT ANOTHER ONE!" She threw her arms up, distressed as she fell to the floor.

 

Concerned, Angel bent down to speak, "Uh, is everything okay?"

 

Charlie took a deep breath, distress still on her face, "Yeah, it's just that it's shedding season and everyone in the hotel keeps getting their stuff everywhere! It's stressing me out cause everyone seems so panicked!"

 

Ah shit, Angel internally cursed. So it wasn't just him and Alastor.

 

Charlie then gasped in realization, "Ohhh, that's probably why you were in your room for the past few days!" She felt upset that he didn't tell her, but even worse knowing she could've prepared for all of this.

 

"Wait so," Angel started, "Is everyone sheddin'? I didn't think we had that many fuckers in this hotel who did that."

 

The Princess of Hell stood up and gained her composure back, trying to remain calm. "Me neither! I knew Vaggie had to molt her wings, and KeeKee has to shed her fur, but so does Husk since he's also a cat with feathers. Pentious-"

 

Before she could continue, a large crashing sound took place elsewhere. In a panic, both Charlie and Angel hurried to the source to find the problem.

 

They had found themselves in the main lobby of the hotel. Vaggie was on the couch with KeeKee, seemingly trying to preen her angel wings before the loud crash. Husk was over at the bar, behind the counter as per usual. He was grumbling to himself as a large pile of black fur sat around and on top of the counter. The most eye-catching thing, however, was the large snake that was lying over a broken coffee table.

 

Pentious was sobbing and wriggling around, trying to get up but crashing into the side of the couch as he did so. KeeKee yowled and up flew away from the scene, leaving trails of falling fur as she did so.

 

Vaggie angrily shot up from the couch, her wings fluttering in frustration, "Pentious! What the fuck?!" She growled in frustration as a couple of dented feathers fell out of her wings.

 

The snake sinner got up and clutched the side of the couch, whimpering. His eyes (including the ones all over his body) were clouded over, pale and white with the pupil barely visible. His scales, however, were a shiny new black coat, meaning he had already shed his old ones.

 

Charlie ran over to him, concerned for her friend. "Pentious! What happened? Are you okay?!" She held onto his arm to help stabilize him better.

 

"Charlie! Is that you?" He turned his head towards the Princess, his eyes not being able to look at her correctly, "I can't see! I'm blind!!" He leaned over the couch, feeling Charlie's leg with his tail as he wrapped against it for stability.

 

Angel walked over to the display, a little concerned but mainly just confused. "Blind?"

 

Pentious let out a dramatic sigh, "I failed to remember that when I shed my ssscales, the ssskin membrane over my eyes sometimes gets ssstuck and I have to pry them off, but until then, I am unable to sssee!"

 

"Eye skin?!" Angel cried out.

 

"A lot of reptiles have them, actually."

 

"And you didn't think to tell us this before?!" Vaggie yelled, walking on over to him.

 

Pentious got up and looked at Vaggie. Well- he tried to, but he kind of just looked next to her. "I didn't know it was going to happen this time!"

 

"STILL WOULD'VE BEEN NICE TO KNOW!!"

 

"WELL SSSSOR-RY!"

 

"It's okay! Everyone calm down! We can figure out this temporary problem!" Charlie shouted, trying to get all attention on her as she walked in between everyone.

 

"Pentious," She turned to the serpent, "Is there any way we can help pry off your eye skin?" Almost everyone in the room immediately recoiled in disgust, even Pentious himself.

 

"Uhrrr... I'd prefer if I did it myself, thank you very much. It'd take much longer, but I don't want any of you poking around at my eye sockets," He attempted to turn to all of them, "No offense."

 

"Yeah, believe me when I say none of us wanna help peel your eye skin off." Angel retorted, Vaggie and Husk (from the bar) silently agreeing.

 

Charlie's hopeful smile fell into a frown, upset that she couldn't help one of her friends out very much, instead closing himself off in his time of need.

 

Vaggie sensed her girlfriend's dampened demeanor and walked over to her, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder, "Hey, honey, let's just help Pentious back to his room and we'll figure the rest out, okay?" She gave her a warm smile.

 

Charlie instantly felt her worries melt away at the sight of the fallen angel's smile. It was a rare sight to behold, but the Princess had always gotten the pleasure of witnessing it.

 

"Thanks, Vags." She rested her hand atop of hers and squeezed it lovingly.

 

The pair walked over to the blind Pentious and helped guide him to his room, making sure he didn't bump into any walls on the way there.

 

Angel sighed and waltzed his way on over to the bar, sitting down on a fur-infested stool. Husk eyed him questioningly, "Aren't you shedding too or something?"

 

Angel nodded and draped over the counter to face the cattender, "Yeah, what's it to you, Whiskers?"

 

Husk rolled his eyes but in a playful manner, "Thought you'd want some privacy for it. Plus, all the fucking drinks are probably laced with my fur." He growled in a cat-like manner, obviously pissed at the fact that he'd probably have to clean through all this shit up later if Niffty wasn't done molting soon.

 

Angel shrugged at the cat demon's response, "Eh, at first I did, but now I don't really care, this shits taking forever." It was then when he realized what he even came down here for in the first place.

 

Turning upside to face Husk in a more serious way, the spider sinner asked, "Hey, by any chance did ya see some kind of molting lotion bottle around 'ere? I left it somewhere during the first few days and now I can't find it anywhere."

 

Husk seemed to think for a moment before flicking his tail underneath the bar counter, "I thought that was yours. I put it underneath the counter shelves a while back." With swift motions, he grabbed the lotion from underneath the counter and slid it in front of Angel. The spider demon brightened up in relief, "Oh thank fuck! This is gonna be so much easier now!" He grabbed the molting lotion and held it close, not wanting to lose it again. "Thank you."

 

He gave Husk a smile; a genuine smile. Husk smiled back. He loved it when he smiled like that.

 

The sweet moment, however, was interrupted by a shadow suddenly appearing beside the two.

 

"Hello, my dear friends!" Alastor cheekily grinned at them as they slightly jumped. Well- Angel was really the only one who jumped; Husk was kind of used to it at this point.

 

"Fuck, Al! Why ya always gotta creep n' shit?" Angel huffed, annoyed.

 

That's when the spider and cat pair noticed Alastor holding a plate in his hands, twirling a fork between a bloody mess of doughy skin like it was a meal of pasta. Angel looked outright disgusted as Husk groaned and rolled his eyes, more hostile this time.

 

"Really? Ya gotta fucking eat your stupid velvet antler shit right in front of us?" The cat sinner growled at the deer, Alastor only grinning wider in response.

 

"Of course! I have the right to eat wherever I please, you know." He lifted the fork to his mouth and proceeded to bite and chew into the bloody velvet mass, further disgusting the two next to him.

 

"I was gonna grab a snack here, but fuck that, my appetite is ruined." Angel got up from the seat, almost slipping over all the black fur scattered around the place.

 

"Oh, that is such a shame, Angel." Alastor's voice dripped with joyful sarcasm. Husk's eye twitched, itching to give him the dirtiest look imaginable, but not wanting to risk any trouble right now.

 

Angel narrowed his eyes, still clutching the lotion bottle in his arms. "Welp, I'm leaving to finish the molt. See ya bitches later." He blew his signature kisses at the two as he left, even giving Husk a little wink.

 

He headed for the hallway of rooms once again, hearing more crashes and screams as he approached.

 

"SHE STOLE MY OLD SKIN!" The panicked voice of the Victorian snake called out.

 

"AH SHIT- NIFFTY!"

 

Angel sighed. Maybe he'd just camp out and wait for all this to pass first.

Notes:

I kind of just molded all the shedding requests into one chapter (plus two sequels that'll come out soon oops)
Feel free to point out any flaws or mistakes, because I am sure there are a lot

Chapter 4: shedding sequel: cherrisnake

Summary:

This has a littlw more effort than other chapters. It's just cherrisnake fluff so buckle in!

Cherri was surprised that she had gotten a call from Angel to come to the hotel. She was even more surprised to find that everyone was suffering from an old case of "skin shedding".

 

"So, why the fuck am I here?" Cherri questioned Angel, who was currently trying to support himself against the stair rail, having recently molted his skin.

 

"Eh, Charlie needed help with us since most of us can't even move correctly right now. She asked me ta call you." He shrugged, wincing as he did so.

 

Cherri groaned, "Why am I being dragged into this..."

 

"Because you love us~" Angel grinned.

 

Cherri snorted, reaching to playfully push him until remembering that she probably shouldn't, "I love you. I don't give a shit about anyone else here."

 

Angel gave her a fake frown, "Aw, that's not very nice, Cher. You'll never be redeemed at this point."

 

The two burst out laughing, Angel holding his extremely weak chest.

 

"Yeah, whatever," Cherri crossed her arms, "So, am I supposed to be helping you or what?"

 

"Dunno. I think Husky wanted ta help me," Angel softly smiled (which Cherri noticed) before continuing, "Charlie might make ya help someone else." Cherri groaned internally and externally at that. She definitely wasn't up for helping any of these randos out.

 

"Ew. I don't wanna do that." She vocalized her thoughts to Angel, who just rolled his eyes in response.

 

"I told ya you didn't hafta come, but you were like 'don't tell me what to do, bitch!'," He countered. Cherri paused and stared at him, her on eye unblinking. She then scowled and flipped him off, "Fuck you, I still do what I want."

 

Angel chuckled, the two then suddenly turning their heads as Charlie, Husk, and Vaggie entered the hallway.

 

"Hey, guys!" Charlie greeted before noticing Cherri and lightly gasping, "Oh my god, Cherri! I'm so glad you could make it, we're so appreciative of you!" She gushed running up to the cyclops who just recoiled back.

 

"Yeah, don't get used to it." She pulled a piece of gum out of her boobs and unwrapped it, popping it in her mouth. "So, what're the duties?"

 

Vaggie marched past them, looking more saggy and grumpy than usual. Husk stopped right in front of them, trails of fur falling off behind him. He smiled at Angel, who in turn smiled back.

 

'Okay, there is definitely something going on between them,' Cherri thought suspiciously as she eyed the two, 'I'll have to pry Angel for answers later.'

 

"Well," Charlie started, looking after Vaggie, who was walking towards their room, "Husk had kindly volunteered to help with Angel's after-shedding pains earlier, and I already know how to help with Vaggie's damaged wings..."

 

Oh, Cherri didn't like where this was going.

 

"And I think Alastor went to go retrieve Niffty..."

 

She really didn't like where this was going.

 

"Soooo, I was thinking you could help Sir Pentious with his after-shedding pains!"

 

Oh fuck her.

 

Cherri groaned, this time in a more exaggerated manner, "Ugh... do I have to help that pompous dickhead? I don't even wanna be in the same fucking room as him."

 

Charlie's little smile dropped and Cherri almost felt bad. Almost.

 

" Pleeeeaaaseee. " The Princess drawled out, moving closer to Cherri and giving her big puppy-dog eyes. Fuck, those eyes must've had some sort of spell attached to them; Cherri could feel herself drawn to the idea of submitting the longer she stared into the other's big watery peepers.

 

There was no way in hell, though, that Cherri would ever volunteer to help out Pentious. What was she, a caregiver for a nursing home? There was just no fucking way...

 

"Fine, I'll do it." The cyclops sighed despite herself. She was definitely going to regret this.

 

Charlie's eyes immediately went wide and sparkly with joy as she moved in to give Cherri an unwarranted hug, "Thank you, thank you, thank you!!" She squealed, letting go of an annoyed Cherri, "His room is down the hall across from Angel's." Charlie pointed to the direction of the room.

 

Cherri gave an exasperated nod and started to trudge her way over to the room, obviously not happy about doing this.

 

With her, everyone else also started moving to their respective rooms. Angel caught up with Cherri and gave her a small pat on the shoulder, "I'm sorry, shouldn't have dragged ya inta this, but y'know Pen is a great guy, I'm sure it won't be terrible, Suga Tits." Cherri chuckled lightly at the nickname. "Whatever, Ange. Have fun with your boytoy."

 

She took joy in the flustered expressions of the cat and spider duo before she turned around and came face to face with Pentious's door.

 

It seemed... plain. No outside decoration or pictures like Angel's door had; just a normal looking door with strange yellow lights emitting from behind it.   

 

Cherri knocked on the door, not bothering to call out. She knocked again when there was no answer. And again. And again.

 

She was half-tempted to chuck at bomb at the door, but instead stopped herself and simply turning the handle, noticing it was unlocked so she opened the door and walked into the room.

 

The room was bright as fuck, a yellow aura illuminating the entire area. There were also a few tools and papers messily scattered around the floor and some gear designs along the walls and ceiling. Very steampunk-y.

 

In the middle of the room was a flat bed structure with more gear ridges surrounding its borders. In the center of the bed, was Sir Pentious in the scales, coiled in on himself like a cinnamon roll. He looked distressed, his many eyes clouded over with a white layer he was trying to pick off with his talons. Egg bois were all around him, trying (and failing) to help pick off the skin from his other eyes.

 

Pentious hissed as he accidentally punctured his left eye with his claw, holding it in pain as the eggs around him panicked and tried to help nurse him. There were about five egg bois with him, which confused Cherri greatly, as she thought there were about seven-hundred more than that.

 

"I don't think that's the way you're supposed to do it." She commented slyly, moving closer and sitting on the far edge of the bed.

 

Pentious yelped and jumped back, startling the egg bois around him as they frantically ran around him and tried to act as a protective shield for him. How the fuck they didn't notice her very obviously knocking on the door and entering the room will forever baffle Cherri.

 

"M-Miss Bomb! What are you doing here?!" He flicked his tongue out before curling in on himself further, sputtering and moving backwards from where her voice was. The eggs were still defensively standing around him, glaring their tiny beady eyes at the cyclops demoness.

 

He recognized her instantly, she mentally noted.

 

"Angie called me over and said y'all needed help with shedding or something." She pointed back outside the door to where Angel most likely was, not that he could even see her action.

 

Pentious stayed silent, his scales glowing red with embarrassment. That's also when Cherri noticed the new look to his scales. Obviously she knew snakes shed their scales from time to time, but she's never knew their scales changed after they've been shed.

 

Pentious's scales were a slick, shiny black color. Various new yellow designs were painted on the back of his tail. His usual dark gray coat now looked almost like clean plastic, very smooth and even pretty. Cherri was tempted to reach out and feel them.

 

There was no way in fuck she was doing that, though, so instead Cherri opted for this:

 

"What's up with your eyes? They seem all... cloudy." She glanced from his slick skin to his clouded eyes.

 

"Oh uh..." The serpent started, seemingly lowering his guard, "Yessss, they are. After the- uh- shedding process, my eyessss will sssometimes have residue skin leftover on them, rendering me blind until I can pry it all off." He explained as the egg bois around him lowered their guards completely and instead happily sat around him, still staring blankly at Cherri.

 

The cyclops resisted the urge to gag; that shit was disgusting, but sounded horrid to go though every once in a while. She had to admit she felt bad for the guy, even if he was an insufferable prick, he was still nicer than most pricks in hell.

 

"Well shit, mate, that sucks." She cleverly quipped. Nice going. "Exactly how many eyes do you have?" Being reborn as a snake demon with multiple eyes had to be one of the worst fates.

 

"About 27, I think."

 

'Yikes,' Cherri mentally shuddered. "Don't ya think picking out your eye scales with your hands isn't the best way to do it?" She asked him, moving closer to examine the multiple eyes adorning his snake body.

 

Pentious visibly tensed, likely sensing her movement. "Well, what in the nine circles of hell am I supposed to use?" He retorted back, the egg bois glancing up at him as he spoke out.

 

"Some picks or swabs, maybe?"

 

Pentious went quiet, the metaphorical gears turning in his head.

 

"That... would actually be more effective."

 

Cherri snorted at his response as the snake demon blushed and turned his body away.

 

"Do you have any around here or something?" Cherri asked, scanning her eyes around the room. The little egg bois also starting looking around for said items.

 

Pentious thought for a moment before shaking his head, "I'm afraid not. I do have some cotton swabs back on my ship, but sadly, it won't be that easy to find it'd take hours to retrieve them." He said with a sigh, the egg bois sharing his disappointment.

 

Cherri stared at him for a second, guilt and pity hitting her like an arrow. She sighed and got up from the bed, Pentious sensing the movement and turning his head around.

 

"How 'bout this?" She started, "I'll try and find something that could help and maybe a snack for you while you stay put, kay? Don't need ya hurtin' yourself further."

 

He looked surprised by her words, the blush on his scaly cheeks glowing brighter than ever. "That's awfully kind of you, Miss Bomb, but uh- I don't need a snack. You see, I don't exactly need to eat that often-"

 

"Nope, shut up. I'm gettin' you a snack whether you like it or not, you fucker." She interrupted harshly but with a smile on her face, "We all need to eat at some point."

 

Pentious's smile grew wider, the pupils behind his layered eyes practically sparkling with joy, "....Thank you, Cherri." He uttered out shyly.

 

"Don't mention it!" Cherri waved her hand dismissively, "Seriously, don't. I'm not going soft on ya, alright?" Pentious nodded.

 

 

...

 

 

When Cherri returned with some cotton swabs and a few crackers in hand, she found all the egg bois waiting at the door for her, reaching their hands up.

 

"You wanna bring these to your boss? Okay," Cherri figured out what they wanted and dropped the crackers in some of their little hands. She was keeping the cotton swabs on her for safety reasons.

 

The eggs happily bounced over to their boss and held the crackers out. The cobra peered down at them, sensing their presence, and flicked his tongue out. "Salted crackers?" He questioned.

 

Cherri nodded, "Mhm. If you don't like em', then suck it up."

 

Pentious immediately put his hands up and waved them in a nervous manner, "N-No! That's not what I meant at all! I just didn't think the hotel carried any crackers!" Cherri chuckled, finding it amusing how worried he was about pleasing others.

 

"Pfft, don't worry 'bout it, I'm just messing with you." She took her place back on the bed a few feet away from the snake demon. Pentious quietly thanked her and began munching on the crackers awkwardly.

 

"What're you doing?" Cherri questioned as she watched the serpent.

 

"Oh, I'm just ussssed to swallowing things whole, but I'm sure you don't wanna ssssee that." He laughed uncomfortably, continuing the nibble on the crackers.

 

"For real? That sounds sick as fuck, man!" Cherri knew snakes had to swallow their food because of their lack of teeth, but she figured Pentious chewed his food. She wondered wondered how much he could consume in one bite, if he could swallow someone whole and that.

 

Pentious perked up at her words, "Really..?"

 

She chuckled, "Yeh, for sure."

 

Pentious blushed a little bit and darted his cloudy eyes away, "...Thank you, Miss Bomb."

 

"Ya don't hafta refer to me as 'Miss Bomb', it makes me sound older than you."

 

The snake sinner frowned, "I'm not that old." He hissed. Cherri laughed and his frown immediately dissolved.

 

"So, how should we do this?" The cyclops started, "The eye scales, I mean?"

 

"Oh, if you could just hand me the swab-" Cherri interrupted him before he could finish, "You're gonna poke yer eyes out. I'm going to do it."

 

Pentious countered, "Oh, that's awfully kind of you Mi- Cherri, but you don't need to-"

 

Cherri cut him off again, this time more aggressively, "I'm going to help with your stupid eye skin problem whether you want it or not, dickhead. Now shut yer trap and hold still."

 

He obliged and 'shut his trap' as Cherri moved closer to him and held out the cotton swab next to his eyes. The egg bois moved away from the two and stood around them, watching with curiosity.

 

Pentious whimpered slightly and flinched as Cherri drew the cotton swab closer to the eyes on his face. She cupped his cheeks, feeling the smooth, cold scales on his face grow hot at her touch.

 

Cherri hadn't ever felt his scales before- more used to kicking and punching them- but these ones definitely felt new. They were smooth and surprisingly soothing to the touch. His skin was almost too smooth, giving the impression that it was wet and slimy, but Cherri didn't recoil from it. The texture was surprisingly nice and it made his coat look even more shiny. It was very pretty. He was very pretty.

 

Cherri quickly shook that thought away as she lifted his head up and brought the cotton swab close to his left eye, carefully pushing out the skin that covered it.

 

Pentious winced a bit as she pushed with the cotton swab, but it did the job right and the skin eventually came off. Cherri quickly moved onto the other eye, carefully pushing off the other layer of skin.

 

Pentious's red slit eyes stared at her own. He blinked a couple of times, trying to get adjusted to seeing again. A wide smile started to spread across his face as he glanced around, "I can see! Finally!"

 

"Yeah well, don't get too excited, we still have a lot more eyes to go through." Cherri interrupted his mini victory as he groaned in response, "Yessss, I know."

 

After about ten minutes, all of the leftover eye caps were successfully removed from all of Pentious's eyes.

 

Pentious, now with his suit back on, watched her as she went to go throw all of the eye caps away in a mini trashcan on the side of his room, "I'm sorry about this, by the way." He spoke up. Cherri turned over, a bit confused, "Huh?"

 

"About having to deal with my post-shedding issues. I know you probably didn't sign up for this..." He looked guiltily at the bed, messing with the covers as his egg bois waddled up to him for comfort.

 

Cherri sighed and took her place next to him on the bed once again, "I mean, yeah I didn't particularly enjoy it. There's a few things I'd rather be doing right now," Just before Pentious was about to choke out another apology, Cherri stopped him, "It wasn't all that bad. Don't stress about it, mate. I've dealt with many creepy crawlies growin' up, this is practically nothing."

 

The snake sinner glanced over at the other demon, meeting her eye and warm smile. He could feel himself start to smile back, fangs poking out of his mouth and the edge of his tail thumping happily against the bed.

 

"I'm just glad you don't hafta deal with bein' blind anymore. That must be horrific to deal with so often." Cherri finished. Her eyesight wasn't great (having only one eye), but she couldn't imagine having to deal with not being able to see at all, even if it were for a short period of time.

 

Pentious hissed, his tongue flicking out in frustration, "Yessss, it is quite troublesome. Wouldn't wish it upon my worsssst enemy," He faced her with an awkward smile, "Which I guesss would be you."

 

Cherri snorted again, covering her mouth as she laughed. Pentious's frills flared up as he quickly darted his eyes away from her, another blush creeping up on his face.

 

Cherri stopped her laughing and looked at him, puzzled and a little offended. "What?"

 

Pentious slowly looked back at her, lowering his frills nervously, "I just... think you have a very beautiful laugh, is all." He muttered out the words, but they sounded clear as day to the cyclops.

 

She was taken aback; she didn't think anyone, let alone her "arch-nemesis", would ever find her laugh attractive in any sorts.

 

"Wow, uh... thanks." She didn't really know how to respond, feeling her own face grow hot as she glanced down, fiddling with her hands.

 

There was an awkward silence between them, Pentious nervously casting his head down and glancing at her from time to time with egg bois surrounding him and Cherri doing everything but looking at Pentious.

 

Cherri finally glanced at the serpent after a while, feeling as if she should leave soon. She saw him, leaning down, eyes drooping as he hid a yawn underneath his hand.

 

"You seem tired," That caught Pentious's attention as he snapped his attention back to her, "You should probably get some rest now." She left to get up but was stopped by his words.

 

"Wait! Uh.." She stared at him blankly as he fumbled over his words, "Do you... have to leave right now?"

 

She rolled her eye, "Yeh, unless you want everyone to think that something else went on in here." Pentious's face instantly went red and she stifled a laugh, "...No, I do not."

 

"Alright then," Just before Cherri got up, however, that blasted snake had stopped her again.

 

"Cherri?" He scooted a bit closer to her, albeit hesitantly.

 

"Hm?" She faced him, seeing his still red face and even redder glowing eyes.

 

"I just wanted to say that uh.." He took a deep breath, "Thank you so much for taking the time out of your day to come here and help me with my situation. It means a lot to me, really." His smile was sharp and full of yellow teeth, but it was still the most genuine smile Cherri had ever received.

 

"Don't sweat it, you're actually not that bad of a guy." She shrugged. He perked up at her words, eyes almost glittering, "R-Really?"

 

She snorted again, finding his reaction amusing as she continued, looking away from him.

 

"I mean, yeah. After years of turf wars and battling to the death, you're not actually that bad of a guy. You seem more... sweet and genuine when your not trying to take over territory, which granted, you haven't really done in a while. I guess this hotel really is paying off, huh?"

 

It was true, he has changed quite a bit. From yelling and barking out orders to his minions to now holding them protectively, and from always throwing out one insult after the other to now complimenting her, he was almost a completely different demon. Well, not entirely; Pentious was nicer than other demons, way nicer in fact. Cherri always had the lingering suspicion that he might've had a small soft spot for her after hearing from Angel that the snake had gotten worried one day when she didn't come out to battle and refused to battle against just Angel alone if Cherri wasn't there with him. Despite always trying to shoot her with his machines and throwing out backhanded insults left and right, he never really tried to hurt her, and when he accidentally managed to he freaked out and fussed over her. Cherri hated to say this, but if any demon was close to redemption, it'd make sense that it would be Pentious.

 

Cherri had stared off into space for so long that she almost jumped out of her skin when something abruptly hit her shoulder.

 

She whipped her head around and saw Pentious's sleeping head leaning on her shoulder, letting out soft hissy snores as he snoozed away. Large bags were under his eyes, indicating that he doesn't sleep much, so it made sense that he'd knock out like a light after a few minutes of Cherri just rambling to him.

 

She chuckled softly, noticing his little egg bois were also asleep, cuddled comfortably next to the snake sinner like they were his babies.

 

It was an adorable sight to behold, and Cherri felt too drawn by it to even more, not like she even could. Instead, the spunky powerhouse sighed and leaned a little closer into the snake demon, 'Just this one time,' She thought, 'Just this one time.'

 

Pentious stirred a little, nuzzling further into the crook of her neck and smiling softly as he slept.

 

He's probably just trying to find the nearest heat source, she thought to herself. Despite being a "powerful" demon and an old fashioned Victorian gentleman, he was still just an overgrown reptile, trying to stay as warm as possible with his cold blood. Yet, Cherri still felt her heart pound against her chest as the snake snuggled closer to her, smiling blissfully against her skin.

 

She don't know why she let him do this; she was too sleep deprived to think clearly. Don't get her wrong, she still found the guy weird and annoying, but for now, she could bask in the feeling of her enemy's cool scales against her warm skin and get some shut-eye herself.

 

With a final sigh, Cherri slowly closed her eye and dozed off, still feeling the comfort and safety of his skin against hers right before she felt the world around her melt away as sleep finally overtook her will.

Notes:

I'm so tired and I'm terrified that Cherri is ooc cuz Idek anymore. Might end up tweaking some parts of this chapter later but lemme know if y like

Someone by the name of @mooncalf87 on tumblr gave me this idea, shout out to them

huskerdust next

Notes:

The warrior cats writer in me almost came out during this

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