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Angel woke up sore, the night before, Val had worked him hard since he had pissed him off badly. Angel messed up a few too many lines, and the moth demon wouldn't let him get away with it. Climbing out of his fluffy pink bed, fat nuggets stirred and stared sleepily at the spider as he put himself together slowly. He got dressed and straightened his hair in the mirror of the small on sweet bathroom off to the left of his room. The porn star scowled at his face in the mirror, the bruises had finally faded enough to hide under his fur, but the bags under his eyes were still just as deep.
Walking out of his bathroom, he noticed fat nuggets fighting to keep his little eyes open, the pig wanted to make sure he was okay. Smiling, his lower set of arms reached out and cradled the little guy. Giving a small kiss on his forehead, he rocked his baby. “It's okay nuggs, go back to sleep sweetie, daddy will be back later.” He sat the small pig back into his blanket nest and opened his door to the hallway. Gently, he closed the door, and looked up at the photos on his door. Smiling to himself he headed to the front of the hotel, where Charlie was sitting, talking to vaggie and the last of sir pens eggs. niffty was running around cleaning, husk was at the bar, like always. The only ones missing were Alastor and lucifer, who were probably off yelling at each other from their towers, and cherry, who was still on and off with staying here.
Saying his good morning he lounged across the open couch and listened to Charlie, who was planning another commercial. He loved the girl, but a commercial was never going to happen, not with this crew.
“Charlie, Hun, why not a billboard or somethin, ‘cus.. I hate to break it to ya, but a commercial is not this hotel's strong suit.” He was scrolling through sinstagram, seeing what everyone was up to. Charlie sighed but smiled anyway.
“I know we have had…our struggles with a commercial,” Angel let out a quick laugh. “But! I think we can do it! One more try, then we can look into other ways to get more sinners into the hotel, how does that sound?” She smiles, and leans over him to make eye contact. The spider purses his lips and shrugs.
“I'll still participate, just thought I would let ya know my opinion.” Charlie smiles brightly.
“And that's amazing! Thank you for sharing, we can work on suggestions after this commercial is shot!” She claps her hands and sits next to Vaggie, who handed the egg, frank, a coloring book and crayons.
“Sounds good Charls, anyway, I'm gonna head out for a few hours, I got some extra cash and I've been needing some new clothes. Anyone wanna come with?” He stood up and stretched, the top two arms going above his head, while the bottom two reached down. Charlie and vaggie both pass on the offer, frank is completely occupied by his coloring page, and niffty is now down the hall, sweeping. He smiles and makes his way to the bar. “What ‘bout you husky? Wanna go shopping with me?” Husk raises an eyebrow.
“I'm on the clock, legs.” He smirks and cleans a martini glass. Angel blinks.
“Oh- yeah I forgot you actually work here…” the spider laughs and waves everyone goodbye. However, before he can even make it two steps from the bar, a bright, blinding light fills the room. Large black and red wings stretch and wrap around his head as both him and husk turn away from the light. Across the way he hears vaggie shout for everyone to get down.
The light seeps back through the windows and back out into the sky. Blinking the spots out of his eyes, angel looks around, everyone looks okay. Niffty makes her way back from the hall and looks incredibly confused. Angel looks back towards the door, and steps closer. Before he can fully step away, husk reaches out and grabs his arm.
“What are you doing? Are you insane?” his gold eyes were wide, flicking back and forth from the door, back to the spider demon.
“I'm going to the door, whatever just happened is over. Come with me if you're so worried” The cat demon's ears point down slightly, as he stares at the door. The girls were talking, too distracted to head to the door themselves, but they weren't far if anything happened, and they needed backup…
“Okay.” husk moves his hand down and leaves the bar. Angel smiles and grabs his hand as they walk to the door. Opening it slowly, they look around. The tall demon doesn't notice anything out of the ordinary. Some of the demons who were close by seem dazed from the light, but other than that, nothing concerning.
“Uh… legs?” husk mutters.
Angel looks down at the avian cat demon, and finally notices a basket in front of the door. Raising an eyebrow, he kneels down. As he pulls back the blanket, a gasp escapes him. Looking back at husk, the man simply stares, eyes wide. A light brown baby cat-demon with two sets of familiar wings stares back at the two of them. Mix-matched pink and gold eyes blink up at them.
Turning his neck slowly, he looks up at his friend, who has yet to move even a muscle. “Husk… is- is this your-” He's cut off by husks hand covering his mouth quickly.
“Nope. nuh uh. I ain't ever- don't breathe that into the universe.” Pulling his hand back he points at the fucking baby “that aint mine, there aint no way.”
Hearing the commotion, Charlie makes her way out, she notices the basket and squeals, leaning down and picking up the kit. “How is this- This is amazing, look how cute she is!” Charlie gushes at the baby, and Lucifer follows behind her, looking very confused.
“Wait- how did you-” he looks at husk.
Husk groans, hand now over his eyes.
“Short king, you have a kid, you're Tryna tell me you don't know?” Angel smirks, the king's face stays the same. He shakes his head.
“No I- I know how kids are made, but...” he pauses, looking back at the kit, who was chewing on Charlie's tie. “Sinners can't have kids. They can't reproduce at all.” he looks back at husk, “so how, in all the 7 rings of hell, did you manage this?” He points to the baby with his staff.
“I didn't do shit! She ain't mine. I know as much as you all. Why aren't we questioning the light?” his wings fluff up, his ears pinned back in annoyance.
From the shadows, Alastor forms behind the older cat demon. “Now, now husker my friend, I believe you, but this child is now in the hotel's care, and seeing as she is so very similar to you,” Alastor holds out his microphone, which the brown kit grabs onto. The radio demon lifts his mic, baby with it, and carries it over to his feline friend. Dropping the baby in his arms. “You can keep an eye on her until further notice! Doesn't that sound fun.” He pats Husker on the head, who swats him away.
“No. it doesn't” he growls, the baby climbs and sits in between his ears, playing with them, reminding the feathered cat of a drunk nifty.
“It's fine, this is fine, husk, if you don't mind, she can stay with you tonight, she seems to like you, tomorrow we can switch off, take turns, ya know? Until we find her parents.” Charlie smiles at him and reaches up to tickle the giggling baby.
Sighing, the older cat agrees, he asks about baby things, seeing as the hotel is not even remotely ready for a baby. Lucifer jumps to grab Kiki, they form a few toys and play mats out in the living room, and then move up to the room next to husk, redecorating it as a nursery, with a few too many rubber duckies, thanks to the king. a door is then formed to open into the bartender's room. Which, to husk’s annoyance, niffty practically teleports into to clean.
Sighing he sets the baby in the crib, which was sat in the back by a window, turning on the mobile above it, she watches the ducks spin in the air above her, reaching up and giggling. Husk stares down at her, looking at the features that just scream husk. He can't be a dad, he's a mess, this kid's parents better show up soon, because if he ends up responsible for this kid, she's screwed. Her fluffy wings flap, her adult feathers have yet to grow in, the top set are light pink and white, while the bottom are light red and gray. They will most likely look just like his own set when she's older.
>As he looks, he searches for anything that isn't similar to him. The two sets of wings are the biggest. Her hair/fur swoops in a way that is weirdly familiar, but he can't put his finger on it. The kit's legs bend strangely too, his legs are similar to a cat, but hers bend back, and thicken at the bottom before becoming paws. Swallowing, he moves to turn off the light, hopefully she’ll take a nap, and he can shoo niffty out of his room.
He enters his room, the piles of beer cans and bottles are missing, his clothes are put away, and his curtains are wide open. Looking around he noticed the black rug, with red playing card suits, was also vacuumed already. Even his bed was made for the first time in who knows how long. He groans and looks around for the little bug demon.
“Niff, where are ya?” he keeps looking around until small mumbles are heard from his bathroom. Inside was nifty, with a garbage bag filled with feathers. She kept mumbling about how he could possibly lose that many feathers.
“I've just never cleaned them up, I lose too many to try and keep up, now c'mon, you've cleaned enough” he leads her out, the small cyclops stares up at him, her pupil a pinprick.
“I'll be back~” she smiled and ran down the hall. He watched her leave, refusing to blink. She's always been a strange woman…
Sitting on his bed, he reaches back and closes the curtains, the room is finally back to its normal darkness. Perfect for his seemingly never-ending headaches. He groans and heads back down towards the bar but stops and grabs the baby monitor. It's a fancy one with a screen to watch her, he connects the screen to the camera and closes both doors before heading back to work. Angel has left to complete the shopping he had originally set out to do, and Charlie is off in her office, speaking with Lucifer and Vaggie, most likely about the kit.
He sits and watches the screen as he polishes the same spot on the counter for about fifteen minutes. She's been sleeping peacefully since he first set her down.
Alastor forms from the shadows and sits on a bar stool, watching quietly. Husker doesn't notice at first but eventually catches the red deer demon out of the corner of his eye. The avian cat jumps a bit, his tail wrapping around his leg, as his ears stand straight.
>“Jesus Christ, Al, warn a guy. What d’ya want?” He sets the rag down and turns to his boss. The man just continues to smile a chuckle.
“Quite the thing ain't she? I do wonder where she came from… Charlie and the snake have no idea who she could possibly belong to, other than you…” Husk groans. “I, however, know better, I keep an eye on you, and as far as I know, no deal of any kind could have been made for a child, and sinners can't have them the normal way…” the radio demon shudders a bit.
“What's your point Al..” huskers eyes flicker to the monitor, she's still sleeping soundly.
“My point, my dear husker, is that our new feline friend will be here much longer than just a day or so. As far as we know, she has no home to go back to. So, she will need a name. Any ideas my friend?”
Huskers eyebrows raise, they really have no idea where this random fucking kid, who may or may not look like him, came from? Great. Wonderful. He had no idea what to name a kid, let alone why he's the one who has to.
“Look, ill name ‘er if we don't find her family by the end of the week. There aint no way I'm putting that much thought into this kid unless I end up stuck with ‘er.”
Alastor's smile grows larger, somehow, and he nods. “Good luck to you my friend, I'll see you later.” The overlord reaches up to pet him again, at this point husker is too tired to push him off. The radio demon slinks off into the shadows.
Husk looks over at the monitor and finds the baby awake and crying, her wails ringing through his sensitive ears as he turns it off with his tail. He sets the screen back down and heads back up towards the nursery.