Full House

I do not own Hazbin Hotel nor do I own the characters nor the settings.

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Four Months Later

“Cut!” The moth demon puts a hand on his forehead in frustration, “Angel? What the fuck?!”

Angel looks around the guy currently on top of him to be able to see Valentino better and an apologetic expression plays on his face, “Oh, shit…did I say the wrong line?”

Val lets out a frustrated sigh as he addresses the spider demon, “I don’t know what they are feeding you at that hotel, but your stomach is sticking out in every single fucking shot!”

The entertainer’s eyes widen a bit as he looks down at his small but obvious baby bump, “Oh…sorry.” He resists the urge to smooth his hand over the bump and sits up as his co-worker moves from atop him, “I’m just…um…a little bloated I guess.”

“Suck. It. In!” The overlord takes a drag from his cigarette before directing the cast and crew members around, “Let’s take this scene from the top again.”

Everyone gets back in position as “Action’ is called and as much as Angel tried to hide his bump, he just couldn’t perform and suck his stomach in at the same time, “Cut! Fuck! Angel, I thought I said suck it in?”

Angel swallows nervously at the angry look on Valentino’s face, “I…I’m sorry, Val…I tried, but…”

The moth demon stands up and glares at Angel, “Fix it or so help me…”

“A-Actually…can I…um…I need to talk to ya.” He looks down anxiously at his bump and then back up at his boss, “In private?”

Valentino’s irritated glare worsens as he crosses all his arms in anger, “We’ve already had to cut the shoot twice because of you and now you want to waste even more fucking time having a private chat?!”

Angel almost reconsiders after seeing how furious Val already is at him, but steels his resolve and nods, “It…um…actually has to do with this.”

The entertainer points to his abdomen and Val throws his upper arms up in frustration, “Fine, but this better be worth it!” He glances around at the rest of the studio, “Break for ten.”

The overlord begins walking toward Angel’s dressing room making Angel scramble off the bed. He slips his robe on and follows his angry boss. The closer the two of them get to the dressing room the harder the spider’s heart pounds in his chest. He didn’t really care what Val did to him, he was used to it. He just hoped nothing happened to his and Husk’s baby. Val reaches the dressing room first and holds the door open for Angel. The entertainer walks through the door trying not to show how anxious he is. He hears the door close and the lock click. He involuntarily flinches at the locking sound, but he pulls himself together before turning to face Valentino.

The moth demon looks at him expectantly, “Well, get to explaining. Although, I can’t understand why we need to discuss your weight gain.” He scans the entertainer’s body as he shakes his head, “Ever since you quit doing drugs you’ve let yourself go.”

A nervous laugh leaves Angel’s lips as he searches for the right words, “Drugs are kinda off the table for a while.”

Valentino lets out another fed-up sigh, “So, spit it out so we can all get back to work.”

Angel pulls his robe tighter around him making his bump a bit more prominent under the silky fabric, “I shoulda…I shoulda already told ya this, but…um…ya ain’t gonna believe me, but I swear it’s the truth.”

“Get on with it, Angel!”

The spider demon sees the way Val’s fist clench and he backs up just a bit, “Okay, sorry…a few months ago I…um…I drank this really weird booze and…and had…had unprotected sex and now…”

A horror-stricken expression mars the moth demon’s face, “Angel…do not tell me there’s a chance my whole fucking cast is in danger of an STD?!”

“STD?” He shakes his head, “No…the guy is totally clean.”

Valentino breathes slowly in through his nose, “Then what is the point of this fucking conversation?”

“I’m pregnant!” He closes his eyes and braces himself for the blow he knew was coming, but instead he hears his boss laugh. Angel opens his eyes again and stares at the other demon with confusion.

“Pregnant?” The moth laughs again, “Angel, darling…if anyone knows you don’t have the parts to get pregnant, it’s me.” His face turns serious again, “Now, cut the shit and tell me the real reason we’re in here?”

Angel gulps loudly but stands his ground, “I know it sounds crazy, but I swear I’m telling the truth.” His lips tremble, but he continues, “There was something in that booze that made all this possible and…and ya can call the medical center. I’ll give my permission for them to tell ya everything.” He looks around the dressing room for his phone, “I can show ya a picture of the baby on my phone whatever ya need, but I promise I’m not shitting ya.”

Val’s face finally shows understanding, “You’re being serious.” He narrows his eyes with his next question, “And the father?”

Angel’s hand presses against his bump as Husk’s face appears in his mind, “I…I can’t tell ya that.”

Angel can see the anger returning to the overlord’s eyes, “And what makes this guy think he can raw fuck my property?!”

The spider demon wraps all four arms around his stomach protectively, “I ain’t ya property outside of the studio and…and I can fuck whoever I want!”

He sees Val’s hand too late to brace for impact and the backhand catches him off guard. Angel hits the floor with a thud as blood seeps from his nose, “You little bitch!”

“Val, please!” He tightens his grip on his abdomen but he remains on the floor, “I don’t care what ya do to me, but…but please don’t hurt my baby…please!” Tears gleam in his eyes as he feels the baby kick inside him and he looks at his boss, “I’ll do anything ya want…just please.”

“You think you can just leave here and go to that shitty hotel and fuck whoever you please?!” Valentino steps closer to the trembling demon on the floor, “Then come to me after you’re all knocked up and have the absolute balls to give me this fucking attitude and back talk?!”

The overlord raises his hand again, but this time Angel steadies himself for the blow and closes his eyes, only it doesn’t happen. The entertainer opens his eyes and looks at Val with confusion clear on his face, “Val?”

“On second thought…” The moth demon allows a sinister smile to stretch across his face, “This could be a good thing.”

Angel gives his boss an even more bewildered look, “I-It could?”

Valentino paces the room as he thinks out loud, “There is a kink for everything and I happen to know that there are a ton of sinners who would pay good money to watch pregnancy porn.” He stops pacing and turns his attention back to Angel, “Sinners aren’t supposed to be able to get pregnant. So, who better to scratch their itch than the famous Angel Dust?”

The confusion never leaves Angel’s face as he sits up on the floor, “Ya want me to shoot a film pregnant?”

Val’s smile widens, “You listen and you listen well…you are going to shoot enough films that we can still release them after you give birth.” He gives the spider demon a commanding look, “You are not to go out in public showing off…that.” He gestures toward Angel’s baby bump with disgust, “And you neither deny nor confirm whether or not the pregnancy is real. I want to keep them guessing.”

The moth demon reaches down and lifts Angel off the floor by the lapel of his robe, “Do I make myself clear?”

Angel nods, “Yes, Valentino.”

He places Angel roughly back down to the floor as he turns to leave the dressing room, but he stops before opening the door, “Oh and Angel, you had better hope that I don’t find out who that little bastard’s father is.”

Before Angel can respond, Valentino sweeps out of the room without a backwards glance. Luckily, a bloody nose was easier to cover up than a black eye and Angel manages to make it up to he and Husk’s shared room to get cleaned up without the bartender asking too many questions.

When Angel makes it back down to the bar, Husk is the only one he sees, “Hey, I’m back. How’s ya day been, Whiskers?”

Husk had taken to wearing a shirt under his suspenders ever since his twin bump started showing. Angel thought the bump looked adorable, but he couldn’t convince the bartender to agree with him. Husk’s bump was significantly bigger than Angel’s for more than one reason. He was shorter than Angel with a shorter torso and he was having twins whereas Angel was only having one. The cat demon turns to face him with a scowl on his face, “Oh, just great…I’m exhausted, my feet are swelling, my back hurts, I have to pee every five minutes, and your fucking kids won’t stop kicking my goddamn ribs for two fucking seconds!”

Angel forces the amused smile off his face. He knew Husk was uncomfortable, but sometimes he felt like the bartender was being a bit dramatic at times. The spider demon was uncomfortable too, but he hadn’t gained as much weight, he didn’t have as many symptoms, and his baby had just started moving a bit at twenty-two weeks whereas Husk’s twins had been moving around for several weeks.

Angel leans over the bar and gives his lover a soft kiss, “Ya want me to rub ya feet tonight like I did a couple of nights ago?”

The cat demon nods, “How was the studio?”

The entertainer sits down at the bar and puts his elbow on the counter before propping his chin in his hand, “I told Val about the baby.”

Husk immediately looks his boyfriend up and down for and signs of abuse before speaking again, “How did it go? You don’t look too banged up.”

Angel averts his eyes shamefully, “I…um…I only got hit once.” He watches as Husk’s claws clench against the bar and a low, almost inaudible growl rumbles in the cat demon’s chest. Angel knew Husk would give almost anything to be able to go to the studio and rough Valentino up.

The entertainer places a soft hand atop Husk’s clenched paw as he continues, “Well, it could be better but it could also be a lot fucking worse.”

The bartender pushes down his anger and focuses on Angel’s face, “So what happened?”

“There’s a kink for everything.” Husk nods and Angel continues, “Apparently, there are some sinners who get off on watching pregnant people get fucked.” The spider shrugs his shoulders indifferently, “Who knew?”

Husk frowns at this new information, “Interesting.”

“Right…so I gotta shoot enough films that Val can still release them after I give birth.” He glances at Husk’s increasingly more agitated expression, “I can’t go out in public and let anyone see my bump because he doesn’t want anyone to know if the pregnancy is real or fake.”

Husk slams his free fist on the bar, “That sick fuck!” He gives his lover a determined look, “We gotta find a way to get you outta that contract.”

Angel’s face turns sad and he shakes his head, “Don’t ya think I’ve tried to get out of it? If I could I would.”

“I’m going to help you find a way if it’s the last thing I do.” The bartender winces a bit and places a paw on his bump, “They’re at it again.” He takes Angel’s hand and pulls it across the bar to rest on the swell of his stomach, “Ya feel that?”

Angel can feel the twins tumbling around under his palm and he smiles, “No wonder ya sleep like shit with all this going on…mine don’t move this much.”

The bartender chuckles making his bump shake underneath Angel’s hand, “They most definitely have extra limbs.”

The entertainer tries to take Husk’s distraction, but the former overlord’s words are still stuck in his mind, “Husk, ya shouldn’t spend your time worrying about my contract…you’re in ya own contract.”

The babies continue to kick and roll in the cat demon’s womb, but he forces his full attention on Angel, “It’s not the same, baby.” He gestures toward the bar, “I’ll be here at the hotel…the same place out kids will be with plenty of people willing to help out.” He places a paw gently on Angel’s cheek, “You can’t work these long hours and leave whenever your shit ass boss decides he needs ya. We will have three newborns…it’s just not feasible.”

A tear slips from the spider demon’s eye and falls onto Husk’s paw, “I don’t know what to do, Husky.”

Husk wipes the wetness from Angel’s cheeks with a sympathetic look, “We’ll figure something out. I promise.”

Angel’s thoughts are pulled away from Valentino and his contract as his own baby begins kicking. The entertainer smiles as he hops up onto the bar, “Someone felt left out.”

He takes Husk’s paw and places it on his stomach. The bartender smiles as he places both paws on his lover’s bump, “It’s not just us anymore, Legs.”

“And is that a good thing, Whiskers?”

Husk can feel Angel’s baby under his paw and feel the twins kicking inside him and smiles, “Yeah, I’m starting to realize that it’s a very good thing.”

Angel returns Husk’s smile as he leans down and presses their lips together in a sweet kiss. Suddenly, they hear the sound of someone clearing their throat. They both turn to see Charlie and Lucifer standing in the lobby. Charlie gives them an admonishing look, “I believe enough babies have been made on the bar.”

Angel crosses his arms and turns his face away from Charlie in mock offense, “This was strictly making out.” He turns and gives the hotel owner a wink, “Baby making happens when everyone else is asleep.”

Lucifer looks between the three of them in confusion, “Babies? Did I miss something?”

Charlie gives her father a frustrated look, “Dad, we talked about this already.” She gestures toward Husk and Angel at the bar, “Remember I told you a couple of my friends at the hotel were expecting.”

The King of Hell looks increasingly confused as if this is his first time hearing the news, “Expecting what?”

“Dad!” The hotel owner lets out a defeated sigh, “You never listen. Husk, our bartender, and his partner, Angel are both pregnant. I told you this already.”

Lucifer looks at Angel first, who still happens to be sitting on top of the bar and then he glances to Husk before looking back at Charlie. He lowers his voice before addressing his daughter again, “They’re both men, right?”

Charlie rolls her eyes. “Yes, dad…I explained the whole situation to you when it first happened.”

“Right.” Lucifer rubs the back of his neck nervously, “I totally remember.”

When Charlie, Husk, or Angel don’t say anything, the King of Hell clears his throat, “But, maybe someone could refresh my memory of how this all happened?”

Angel opens his mouth to speak but quickly finds one of Husk’s claws pressed firmly to his lips, “No! You are not doing the talking this time. He doesn’t need to know about us fucking.”

The entertainer pouts as Husk removes his finger from his lips, “But that’s the best part of the story.”

Husk gives his lover a stern look, “No!”

Angel’s pout worsens as he crosses his arms. “Fine, tell your boring version then.”

The bartender turns his attention to Lucifer as he begins the explanation, “I won this booze off a guy a few years back. Angel and I drank it then we…”

“Fucked.”

“Angel!” Husk growls as he continues, “Then we were…together and now…well, you see what happened.”

Instead of just accepting Husk’s explanation. Lucifer looks increasingly more interested, “I want to hear the whole story.”

Angel’s smile widens, “See! I told ya he wanted to hear the nsfw version.”

Lucifer shakes his head, “No…I want to hear about the day you won it.”

Angel frowns and Husk gives him a confused look, “Why the fuck does that matter?”

Lucifer and Charlie both take a seat at the bar and the King of Hell gives Husk a pleading look, “Just humor me.”

The cat demon’s confusion grows but he nods before beginning the story, “Me and this guy had been playing poker. He either wasn’t very good or was having a shit night because I’d won almost everything off him.” Husk counts off on his claws as continues, “Money, jewelry, chips…but he said he wanted another game to win all his shit back. I told him if he could find something worth playing for then we would play again.”

Husk stops his tale briefly as he rubs his stomach trying to settle the twins down a bit, but he eventually continues, “There was another guy there with him. I could tell they were more than just buddies by the way they interacted with each other…partners.”

The bartender glances around at the people listening to the story to make sure they were all still following, “Anyway, they had this heated, hushed conversation and the other guy didn’t seem to agree to whatever was being proposed, but eventually the guy I was playing talked him down and the other guy pulls this booze out of his bag.”

Husk shares a look with Angel before starting again, “I figured it must be some top shelf shit or something, but the guy told me it was magic and it was made by an angel. I didn’t believe him and it didn’t matter anyway cause he wasn’t gonna win. We played…he lost.” Husk frowns, “They seemed really upset about losing that booze…more than losing all their other stuff.” He caresses his bump and looks at Angel again, “I guess I understand why now.” The bartender sighs, “Anyway, I came here and just put it on the shelf and I forgot I even had it until Angel found it.”

Lucifer looks between Angel and Husk before asking his next question, “And, this magic alcohol…was it sparkly?”

Husk and Angel share another look before the cat demon gives Lucifer an accusatory look, “How could you possibly know that?”

The blond man shrugs, “Ah, just a lucky guess.” He ignores the disbelieving looks on all three faces and continues asking questions, “Anyway…when the two of you drank this alcohol, did things seem to become…um…a bit more urgent?”

Husk side eyes Angel before directing his attention back to the King of Hell, “You could say that, yeah.”

Lucifer swallows audibly and lets out a nervous laugh at the glare the cat demon is giving him, but he continues, “And did things seem to…ah…last longer than normal?”

Before Husk can answer, Angel interjects and throws all his arms up in frustration, “Of course it fucking lasted longer! We’re both pregnant ain’t we?!”

Charlie stands up and gives her father a curious look, “You seem to know an awful lot about this for just hearing about it, dad.”

Husk crosses his arms and glares at Lucifer, “So…how do you know so much about it?”

The King of Hell jumps up from his seat as all color drains from his face, “Well…I…um…I’ll be right back!”

“Dad!” Before Charlie can stop him, he disappears in a circle of flames.

Surprisingly, before any of them can complain about his departure, Lucifer reappears holding a very familiar looking bottle in his gloved hands, “Did your magic booze look like this?”

Husk and Angel give each other a horrified look before the bartender rounds on Lucifer, “Where the hell did you get that?! We drank every drop of that!”

Angel nods, “And Niff threw the bottle away.”

Lucifer chuckles nervously as he takes a few steps away from the bar, “Well…um…I made it.”

The bartender’s eyes darken as he attempts to launch himself over the bar, but Angel places four hands on his chest to stop him, “Husk…he’s the King of Hell and ya gotta think about the twins! Calm down…just calm down.”

The cat demon’s bristled fur flattens back down a bit as Angel removes his hands from Husk’s chest, “Explain, now!”

Charlie gives him an angry glare as she crosses her arms, “Yeah, dad…what the fuck were you thinking?”

Lucifer puts the bottle inside his coat and takes a few more steps back before casting his gaze to the floor, “Okay…I guess I do owe you all an explanation.”

TBC…