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Being a little in Hell was difficult, which should have been obvious, but you were REALLY getting told.
You didn't have anywhere to stay, which left you on the streets of hell, where people at best just ignored you, and at worst came after you and stole your things.
Until now.
You'd been asleep with your blankie clutched tightly in your fists when the sinner saw you and grabbed you off the ground.
The sudden movement shocked you awake, and the fear had you instantly regressing, screaming and crying and flailing your fists around in terror, though it didn't seem to put your kidnapper off. Instead they chuckled, growling out, "Ha, better settle down kid, this isn't the worst thing that's gonna happen to ya, you're going to Valentino's, he'll pay a pretty penny for a broken kid like you."
You screamed louder, his voice was loud and scary and you didn't understand what he was saying. Kicking and wailing was tiring though, and your exhaustion was catching up to you, and before you could stop yourself, you were falling back asleep.
"-Ten thousand, final offer." The voice of your kidnapper is the first thing you hear when you wake, and you don't like it, instantly starting to cry again.
Your face is wet and icky, as are all your clothes, and you can't find your blankie, which just makes everything significantly worse.
"Ugh it's a crier. You'll be lucky to get a thousand for it." A new voice says,
"Just let me up to talk to Valentino, I don't even want to be discussing this with you." Your kidnapper is talking again, and you bring your fists down on him clumsily, not doing any real damage despite your best efforts.
"You can't, it's me or nothing. Two thousand for it. Take it or leave it. I don't care."
"Fine. Gimme the two thousand."
You're handed over, writhing, kicking and screaming, but both sinners have strong grips on you, and you aren't dropped despite your best efforts.
The kidnapper leaves with the money and the sinner who's holding you sighs and starts to walk, ignoring your sobs and cries, and continuing on as though this isn't unusual. It strikes you that, perhaps this isn't unusual for them, dread curls tight and cold in your gut at the realization, and you whimper in fear, finally deciding that quieting down might be the best option.
"Oh toots," The sinner holding you stops, moving you so that you're held more securely in… four arms… and then they're bouncing you, shuffling you onto their hip and swaying in a way that makes you feel the calmest you've felt since you died, "I knew Val was cruel but this… I… shit I should just let you go… Ugh if this had been the end of my day I would have brought you back to the hotel and Val would punish me instead of you having to go through… whatever he's going to do to you."
You babble a little and pout, fingers finding the fluff of the sinner's body and clutching at it happily, smiling at the sinner.
"Damn you're cute," the sinner smiles back at you and boops you on the nose, "I'm Angel by the way, little one."
"Gel!" You mimic, giggling when Angel laughs at your response.
"Close enough." Angel's smile drops and he looks away from you, sighing, "If- If I can, I'll get you out of here tonight, okay? Just don't make a deal with Val, okay? Don't sign anything… not that I think you really can when you're like this. Don't agree to anything, don't shake Valentino's hand, sound good?"
He looks back, to see you smiling up at him, "'tay!"
"Alright, I'll hold you to that sweetie."
The world starts moving again, and you're bounced on Angel's hip as he walks, babbling and grabbing at the fingers he wiggles in front of you. When you finally catch his fingers you're instantly attempting to shove them in your mouth, but Angel quickly stops you.
"Hon, you don't know where those have been, I don't know where those have been, so I think it's safest for you to not have them in your mouth." Angel looks around quickly, seeing Vox's assistant, Ethan, "Ethan!" The eel pauses, and walks over.
"Angel Dust?"
"Yeah-"
"Why do you have… is that a child?"
"An age regressor."
"Oh. Well why-"
"Valentino." Angel's expression falls, and Ethan's does too,
"… Shit."
"Yeah."
"What… Why did you want me?"
"Do you know if we have any… Teethers? Or pacifiers? Preferably more adult sized if that's possible?"
"Can't you just get-"
"Not… Not for an actual… Look. Val can do what he wants by himself, I can't get in the way of that, but I'm not going to put that on… essentially a child." Ethan nods, seemingly understandingly, "So if you could get something that hasn't been used before, that'd be great."
Ethan nods again, and reaches over to wave his fingers in a way that makes you feel so small and safe, not really listening to the things they're saying, instead reaching out to grab Ethan's fingers, "Efam!"
"I'll get it for you as soon as possible."
Angel smiles gratefully, "Thanks."
Just as Angel starts to continue walking, Ethan speaks again, "I'll… I'll do what I can. I'll look out for them when I can."
Angel still smiles, but it looks different, almost sad, "I'd hug you if I wasn't holding this little one."
"I'm fine, thanks." Ethan laughed awkwardly, "Good luck."
"We'll need it, won't we kiddo!"
"Bye bye Efam!" You flail your hand in an attempt at a wave, giggling when Ethan waves back at you.
"Okay, off we go little one."
"Off ee go!"
"Exactly."
Valentino was not having a good day. The shoots were all going badly, Vox was ignoring his messages, Velvette was caught up in the designs for her latest show, and Angel Dust was clearly hungover and not working as well as he usually did.
Eventually Val was so done with Angel's pathetic attempts at acting, that when he got a message telling him that there was a new pet that had been caught, he sent Angel down with the money to pay for whatever had been caught.
So now he was waiting, waiting impatiently for Angel Dust to get back with the new pet.
He tapped his foot in time with music playing in the background, bringing his cigarette up to his lips-
"Val, open up." Angel Dust.
Before he could get to the door, another voice piped up "Yea Vaw! 'Pem up!"
What the fuck.
He clutches the doorhandle and yanks the door open to see Angel Dust and… another sinner who was waving their arms around excitedly with a wide grin, which Angel was rapidly attempting to quell.
"Shit- Val- Uh,"
Val takes another step forward and reaches out, extracting you from Angel and setting you on his own hip, "Hola, pequeñín. Where did you come from?"
"This is what I was given." Angel Dust explains, stepping into the room and closing the door, "Val what are you going-"
"No eres lo que esperaba hoy, ¿tienes nombre, cariño? Hm? Do you have a name?" Valentino's cooing over you, bouncing you and smiling when you giggle, "Pretty little baby, hm? How old are you? You seem pretty small."
"Val what are you going to do with them?"
Valentino looks up at Angel and pauses, confused, "What do you mean?"
"Are you going to… you know, with them?"
"And here I thought I taught you to be clearer. What are you talking about Angel Dust?"
"Are you going to break them. Are you going to force them into sex? Into working for you?"
*.*.*.*
Valentino look back down at you, at where you're currently attempting to gnaw on anything you can get into your mouth, and gently pats your head, "Can we get them something to chew on? Something unused?"
"Valentino. Answer my question!"
You whine at Angel's tone and rasied voice, reaching out to him with tears threatening to spill.
"Woah, woah, hey, está bien, estás bien bebé, estás bien. Shhh, shhh." You're instantly being rocked and held tighter as Valentino coos, brushing your hair out of your face and wiping away your tears until you start to calm, "There we go, see? It's okay baby."
To be completely honest, Valentino is not entirely sure what possesses him to take care of you, but the way you're so fragile and innocent, so trusting… he wants to preserve that, to keep you safe and protected so that nothing can ever harm you.
When you're fully calm Val can finally drag his attention away from you and back onto Angel Dust, who's watching the scene very dubiously.
"You're not needed here anymore, go home, tell everyone else we're finished early." Val hisses quietly.
Angel looks torn, "I-"
"Now, Angel Dust." he flinches and hurriedly turns to leave, getting a sad "Bye bye Gel." from you as he goes.
Angel reaches the door, fingers wrapped around when Valentino speaks again, but this time its far quieter, much more vunerable, "No. I won't"
The spider freezes, "What?"
"That's your answer. Now get out." Angel was immediately out the door, locking it behind him.
"Ow Ge' ou'!" You chirp happily, drawing Val's attention back down to where you're wriggling in his grasp, startling a laugh out of him.
"Ay, you're a little copycat, hm? Mi pequeño copiona." There's a fond grin already spreading across Val's face and he boops you on the nose, chuckling when you attempt to mimic him once more, "Close enough little one. Now, you do have a name I presume?"
"Y/N!"
"You're so entusiastic mija." Val starts to move back towards his couch, adjusting you again in his arms and holding you like a baby, "I'm Valentino-"
"S- Vawmtimo?"
"But you, can call me Val. Or Tino."
"Tino!"
"Perfect."
He's about to go on when he notices the way you're struggling to keep your eyes open, and stifling yawns, "Are you tired mija?"
You shake your head, "Nuh-uh, 'm no' tiwed."
Val raises an eyebrow at you, "Sure, you aren't. Kitty! I need a fluffy blanket!"
Your eyelids are getting heavier, and even the robot appearing doesn't startle you. And then Val is wrapping you up in the blanket and settling you in his arm, rocking you and humming quietly, and it's suddenly impossible for you to stay awake.
This was not how either of you had expected today to go, but to be truthful, you were both grateful that this is how it ended up.
Just as you're drifting off to sleep, you hear Valentino murmur, "Sleep well little one. I'll be here when you wake up."