Hazbin Hotel Summer speical Part 1/?

*non-canon, but there might still be hints to stuff that will happen in the future. Also, this is how I will be letting you guys know if future specials are Canon *

Y/N was staring out at the blood-red sky above, with not a single star in sight, just the massive pentagram, heaven, and Canadian hell. (Don’t hurt me.)

His gaze dropped to what lay before him: a vast, open sea. His feet curled slightly as they sank into the sandy floor, and he felt a sense of awe, almost shocked to see such a breathtaking sight in hell, which was so rare.

???: Well, ain't that a swell sight to see right snookums~

Y/n: Hell yeah, it's definitely something... but why are we at the beach again?

Y/n glanced over his shoulder, seeing Angel Dust approaching him with a seductive stride, before she stopped and placed one hand on her hip, sticking out her tongue in a teasing manner.

Angel: Don’t you recall? Little Miss Royal Pain over there points her thumb over her shoulder towards some changing rooms used her connections with dear old Daddy to get us past the pride ring for the day so we could check out her family's private beach.

Y/n: Oh, that's right… It's a beach episode, basically.

Angle clasped her hands together, then cracked a sharp smile, revealing her gold tooth as it peeked out from behind her lips.

Angel: Correct as always, my sweet baby~

Y/n: Wait, then that means….oh, no fan services!

Y/n dropped to his knees as someone wrapped their arms around his neck, pulling him down to their level. He glanced to his left and was somewhat taken aback by who he saw.

???: Hah! You bet your sweet sinner ass we're doing a fanservice chapter—the classic, cheap-ass, overdone way! 

Y/n: W-What the hell Blitzo? What are you doing here?

Blitzo: Why the hell do you think we're doing here? Gotta pander to both the horny dudes and the thirsty chicks! And c’mon—like I’m gonna pass up a chance to go digging for treasure.

Y/n: Well, I can’t argue that, but does that mean your boyfriend will be showing up?

Y/n's mouth snapped shut as he felt the cold metal touch his chin. He could already figure out what that belonged to.

Blitzo: Oh, you wanna taste this barrel, huh?! Keep talking, I dare you.

Y/n: sweating bullets Nope, I'm good. Yep, 100% good.

Blitzo: Good, now as for whether Stolas will be showing up, I have no fucking clue.

Blitzo tucked his pistol away to who knows where as he pulled his arm back from Y/n's head, finally managing to stand on his own again. He took a few steps forward and turned to face the two of them.

Immediately, his attention was drawn to their appearance. Blitzo was wearing a black Speedo that was barely hiding the size of his junk. Y/n stared blankly, wishing he hadn't seen him in that outfit. He also wore a red safety vest for whatever reason.

He tiredly grabbed his face before turning his attention to Angel, who noticed where he was looking and smirked before striking a flirtatious pose.

(Hmm, something feels off here, but I can’t place my finger)

Angel Dust wore a pink bikini that matched the pink marking spreading across her body, along with pink heart-shaped sunglasses and matching thigh-high stockings. Her bikini bottom featured cute metal heart-shaped straps.

She had a massive grin on her face as she lifted her left leg at an angle with one hand, while the other hand pulled at her top, revealing a bit of her chest to him. It was as if she was trying to entice him to drag her someplaces else and fuck her brains out.

Angel: Like what you see… huh, daddy~

Angel: Ow!

Angel ducked down, clutching her head after Y/n gave her a karate chop for her comment. Even though she was taller, it didn’t stop him from delivering the blow.

Y/n finally glanced down at himself, noticing he was wearing swim trunks and Hawaiian-themed open tops that showed off his chest and abdomen, with black finger gloves on his hands.

Y/n: Huh, not bad now. Then where is everyone else?

Angel: “rubbing her head” Aside from the two lesbos going at it in the changing room, I think creepy face is getting the stuff from the lim-

Angel's voice cracked as she sensed a dark, menacing presence behind her, almost as if summoning the devil himself. She slowly turned to see Alastor standing there with a creepy, sinister smile, his eyes burning like they were piercing through her. 

Alastor: Oh, Poor sweet angel dust, such cruel words.” Place his hand on his chest mockingly.” One might consider that as hurtful. But do keep in mind who will be cooking your sweet, totally human food.

Blitzo: Hah! I like this guy.

Blitzo walked past Alastor, patting his lower back, but Alastor surprisingly just glared at him, which Blitzo didn't pay any attention to.

Several of Alastor's small minions were walking nearby, carrying items toward the shoreline but still positioned at a reasonable distance. They carried typical items, including an ice chest, a grill, a wooden table, and a decaying animal carcass. But there was one small thing missing from the lineup of Alastor's minions.

Y/n: Hey Alastor, where are Nifty and Husk?

Alastor: Hmm? Oh, Husk, he’s exactly where he always is.

Someplace else

Husk: Tch... This is some straight-up bullshit.

Husk rested his head on his hand, supporting himself as he stared blankly at the ocean view, his eyes looking void of any life behind them. It wasn't that he disliked the view, but rather that he couldn't actually enjoy it.

His eyes shifted to his foot, which was surrounded by a blackish-green aura of darkness that, for a moment, appeared to form a sinister smile before transforming into a leg cuff connected to a wooden support beam of the table in front of him.

Husk: Yeah, you dipshit. You think this is funny, huh? Laugh it up, asshole.

Husk let out a tired sigh before glancing around at the many different Liquors around him. He was almost taken aback by the fact that Alastor had seemingly braced up his liquor collection that he was surrounded by 24/7.

The only thing he disliked was that Alastor brought the entire hotel bar and made it appear on sand piles, which he was sure would mean he’d be stuck gathering sand out for the next few months.

Husk: Fuck you Alastor!

Back with Y/n

Y/n years twitched slightly, prompting him to turn his head towards the sound of someone screaming about hating a... alligator?

Y/n shrugged his shoulders and looked back at the small group. Noticing that something seemed unusual with Alastor, Y/n paid closer attention to his smile, which gave off a somewhat sinister impression, unlike his usual smile.

Alastor: Hmm~ Now then... where exactly has Nifty scurried off to?

Almost on cue, a small figure like an animal appeared in the distance, running toward them. However, as Y/n focused and narrowed his eyes for a better look, he realized it wasn’t just an animal but Niffty. The sight sent a shiver down his spine at the thought of losing another tail.

Y/n instinctively reached to grab his tail, but his eyes widened as he realized there was nothing behind him where his tail should be.

His eyes flicked back to where the running figure had been, only to find it vanished. Instead, he heard heavy breathing from below his line of sight. His gaze gradually shifted downward to reveal a Niffty dressed in a very revealing gold bikini.

(I'm scared)

Her heavy panting was almost visible from her mouth. Her gold bikini perfectly complemented her eye color and the yellow streak in her hair.

Niffty: Heehee~ Someone call for me?

Blitzo: Hah! Holy shit—she’s actually so fucking small! How the hell are you smaller than an imp?!

Niffty: Ooo~ A new bad boy? Hehe!

Niffty crossed her legs and placed her hands behind her in an unusual way, appearing shy. However, the idea of Niffty being shy didn’t quite seem… right to y/n, especially after witnessing how horrifying she can be.

Y/n: So, is no one going to question the leash and collar saying pet?

Niffty: Hehe~ Do you wanna find out?

Angel placed her hand on Y/N's shoulder, making him look at her, only to see a look on her face as if she was telling him to drop the subject.

Angel: Look, I’ve been around long enough to know, you don’t screw with freaks like her. Just… trust me on this one, alright?

Y/n: Uh yeah

Niffty: Agh, you’re no fun! But you, on the other hand… hehe~

Niffty suddenly lunged at Blitzo, pulling a knife from nowhere and pressing it to his face, a murderous grin on her face reminiscent of a yandere girl.

Niffty: You might just be fun enough to play with~

Blitzo: Hah! You sinners are all fuckin’ nuts... but get that knife outta my goddamn face, or we’re gonna have a real problem.

The two stared at each other, eyes filled with hostility, as if ready to attack. Before either could strike or draw blood, Alastor quickly used his staff to prevent them from fighting.

Alastor: Now that would make for an excellent show, especially watching this little red creature get absolutely torn apart. But alas, dear Niffty, we’re a bit short on time. “pats her head gently.” Niffty dear, why don’t you go ahead and start setting up all the fun activities we’ve planned?

Niffty nodded very erratically, while giving a slight salute, and then ran over towards Alastor’s other little minions.

Alastor: Now then, I do believe I must be off. Can’t very well leave these little creatures unsupervised, now can we? “clasps his hands together.” And besides, I really must get my workstation in order. Toodaloo, Y/N. Slut. Red creature.

Alastor passed the group and followed Niffty, who was already stabbing at something in the sand, making red liquid seep from the ground. The group watched for a few seconds before shifting their attention back to each other, showing little concern for what was happening.

Angel: Screwball’s right, I’m outta here too. Mama here is about to catch herself a damn fine sun tan!

Angel Dust took a few steps away from the two, then paused, and over her shoulder, she looked at y/n with a flirtatious smile curling at the corner of her lips.

Angel: Hey, handsome~ How about later you help me rub some of that hot, white liquid all over my back?... Sunscreen, of course… what’d you think I meant?

Y/n let out a tired sigh, scratching the back of his head as he wondered how his life had become so overwhelmed with sex-related things. He couldn't go two minutes without encountering a sex joke, flirtation, or sexual act.

Angel laughed as she walked away, finally leaving the two behind.

Blitzo: Heh… and I thought my sex life was a damn disaster.

Y/n looked over at Bltizo with a tired expression, as this wasn’t even about his sex life—it's his entire love life. His sex life is even worse, so that isn’t far from the truth.

Y/n: “sighing” Hey, where even are Moxie and Millie? They're usually with you.

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How are we feeling, people?

By the way, I decided to split them so you guys would have something to read instead of waiting however long this would have taken to come out all together.

So for reference, once these are all finished, they will be released to the public as one chapter instead of multiple ones like on here