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eshayteaparty · 2 months

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Cats, claws and cards

~Fandom(s): Hazbin Hotel

~Warning(s): swearing

~Ship(s): Husk x Angeldust

~Word count: 1,606

~Starring gn, young!reader

~In which you are bored in the hotel, with no other sinners your age really around, and luckily for you, Husk has a few tricks ready for the stage- or in this case, the lobby. A magnificent display, starring his famous, multi-armed assistant!

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You’d think being in hell would be a little more interesting, with all the constant and r-rated activity going on, but as you had appeared down here as a younger child and had just happened to run into the princess of hell herself looking around, you are being confined for your safety to these child-proofed walls- much to your dismay.

Charlie didn’t always have time to play with you, no matter how much she wanted to. It was easy to fall victim to your juvenile charms. But today, you are left alone to…what? Think over your choices in life? That wasn’t how you worked.

You sit up at the bar, struggling to get up onto the high stool at first, and peek over the countertop at the grouchy, crusty old cat opposite you, cleaning glasses. Husker. The two of you rarely interacted, because of course Charlie wouldn’t let a child near the bar…but Charlie wasn’t here today.

You thought you ought to at least show manners.

“Mister kitty?” you had heard the fuzzy white bombshell of a resident, Angeldust, call him that before, and you had assumed it was out of respect, though you realized how sorely you were mistaken when he turned to face you with his ears back against his head and a scowl on his face.

He sighs. “Yeah, kid?” he isn’t going to tell you off as he would Angel, obviously. Who would do that to a kid?

…him, in most cases. But you were different. You hadn’t annoyed him too much so far, as your age led you to be shy around the others. Quiet was a good trait in his books.

“Can we play something?”

His eyebrows furrow. “Play- you wanna play? With me? I ain’t got time for games, kiddo.” he turns back around, his eyes on the bitter-smelling dishes. “Ask the princess, er' somethin’.”

“But spidey told me you could do card tricks.”

Husker’s ears twitch, and he glances at you in his peripheral, his expression wary. “...Legs told you I-” he shakes his head. “No. no, I…I’m guessing you mean magic, don’t you? I ain’t got tricks. You shouldn’t be sittin’ up here, y/n. Someone’ll think I'm serving you.”

You stretch your arms out on the countertop, whining as your hair flops over your eyes. “I’m borrrreeeed.”

He sighs. If anyone, you remind him most of Angel. He situates the damp towel he was using to clean over his shoulder, turning to face you as his ears twitch. He starts to smile, his eyes half-lidded.

“Bored, huh?” His tone is one that says he’s teasing you. “Really, really bored?”

You nod, spreading your fingers. “Yessss.”

Husker sighs, thinking this over. He could either go on with getting the dishes clean, and have you sit there until you inevitably got sad from being ignored and went away.

Or…he could indulge in your suggestion. He could use some practice, after all. It'd been a while since he’d put on a show. And who were you to judge? You were a child. It would be easy to make you laugh. Win-win.

He comes around the bar to stand beside you on your chair, then takes a hold of you under your arms, lifting you down from the stool like a doll. “Then let’s go, kid. Cmon. I've got some free time.”

You giggle, and follow him towards the lounge in the lobby, where he had thought there’d be some free space…key word being thought.

“Pussy cat!~” Angel cheers, swinging his long legs over the edge of the couch. Husker sighs loudly. Not him, anyone but him.

You wave shyly at the spider demon, making him snicker. He had grown to be quite fond of you as well, despite your opposite personalities. That was what attracted, he guessed. “And company! What, is this another bootleg Disney movie night?” he reaches out to scruff up your hair gently. “Don’t tell me it’s Descendants again, y/n, baby.”

You giggle softly, shaking your head, and sit down beside him as he makes room for you on the couch. Husk pads over to the centre of the room, cracking his back and shoulders with a sigh. Angel dust’s many eyes widen with glee, and he sits up straighter, drawing his knees up to his chest. “No fucking way.”

“Language, Legs.” Husk grins fondly. “We’ve got a kid in the audience.” both you and Angeldust squeal.

“Alright, so…” the cat rubs his paws together, and cards appear in his hands, just like that. Your heart starts to beat a little faster out of excitement, and you squeal again, clutching one of Angeldust’s lower hands. Husk grumbles. “Welcome to the show, uh…you two.” Angel cups his upper hands to his mouth. “Address us properly!!”

“Lady and Gentleman.” you start to giggle all over again. Husk shuffles his deck of cards, sniffing.

“I'm gonna need an assistant.” he says dryly, and his lemon eyes flit between the two of you. Angeldust starts to furiously jump up and down on the couch, kicking his feet on the floor.

“Me! Me me me me me!!” he shrieks, making Husk’s ears flatten down and you fall into helpless peals of laughter. The bartender sighs, and signals Angel up to the ‘stage’ with his claw.

He holds out his shuffled cards up to Angeldust, forcing back a smile. “Please, good sir, pick a card. Any card.” Angel starts to laugh, and pretends to mull over the decision for a long time, watching in the corner of his eye for a positive reaction from you- which he got. It delighted the two of them to see you smile, as you’re usually so withdrawn. With this, they decide to keep it up.

Angel scratches his head, and Husk grits his teeth in an ingenuine beam. “Any day now, good sir!” more laughter explodes from your mouth, childish, bubbly giggles echoing around the hotel’s lobby. Angel laughs, wiggling his fingers over the cards and bending down a little to be closer to Husk’s height.

“I’ll take this one!” he says cheerfully, pressing it to his fluffy chest. Husker grins, raising his eyebrows.

“Good, good. Keep hiding it, alright? Don’t let anybody see it.”

As he says this, he notices Angel dust sneaking you a peek, and he covers your eyes with his paw. “I said nobody could see it! No looking, kiddo!”

You huff, but settle back into the couch, folding your arms as the show goes on. Both Angel and Husk start to smile at each other.

“Alright, mister dust.” Husk begins, his voice gravelly and mysterious. He closes in his patterned wings, making you coo in intrigue. “Tell me…was this….your card?”

He opens up his wings again, and reveals hundreds of replicas of Angel’s card stuck to the insides of them. You and Angel gasp, and you clap your hands together in praise, giggling in awe. Angel nods with vigour.

“It was my card!” angel hollers, and flashes you his card- the two of hearts. He turns back to Husk, and embraces him, spinning him around. “My king!! How did you know!?”

Husk isn’t exactly a fan of the action, but as he sees your wide, happy smile, he flutters his wings, letting the cards fly everywhere. “I couldn’t tell you, sir. A magician never reveals his secrets.”

You catch hold of a few of the cards, cradling them in your arms. You get up from the couch to show the both of them, and they clap for you, too. You jump up and down frantically beside Husk. “That was so so cool!! You told me you couldn’t do magic!!”

“That…uhh…” Husk scratches the back of his neck, chuckling nervously. He gently rubs your hair. “That was…that was a trick too, kiddo. A magic trick.”

You think it must be over now, but suddenly, Husk’s pupils dilate. He stares past you, making you tilt your head. “What’s wrong?”

“You’ve…” he bites back a grin, flexing his claws. “You’ve got somethin’...” Angel starts to catch on, and laughs, lifting his fingers towards your jaw.

“You’ve got a lil somethin’ right there, y/n…” he says softly, his accent sticking out as he lowers his tone. Your eyes flicker with concern, and you back up, getting scared.

“W-what? What is it?”

Husker smiles at you as Angel coaxes you back towards him, still giggling. “Hold on, I can pick it out. Stay still~”

Angel reaches behind your ear, producing a shiny gold coin from thin air. You shriek in amazement, and they’re sent into helpless laughter witnessing your reaction.

“You’re makin’ bank and didn’t even notice, kiddo.” Husk says, and takes the coin from Angel, putting it gently in your hand, making your smile even wider “Keep that one. An’ keep the cards, too. I don’t wanna clean them up. Make a….I dunno. A tower, or somethin’.

You nod, biting your lip so you don’t overreact again. “That’s so cool!! You can both do magic, that’s awesome!” Angel reaches out one of his lower hands to Husk as you rant, and Husk takes it, squeezing it in triumph. His heart seems to beat a little easier when Angeldust is around, no matter what’s going on.

Angeldust then scoops you up into his arms, and you squeal, laughing. He spins you around. “What’s next, lil darlin’? Hm? You’ve gotta pick the next game too, yaknow~”

As you look between the two of them, up and down, you squeal, waving your hands around. “I got it, I got it!!”

They both look expectantly over at you.

“Dress up! And mister Alastor can play!!”

((will be a part two))

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So cute hehehe thank u for reading pookies

More coming soon!

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