Satanon used the Hotel Work Computer

from /hhg/ Helluva Hotel general #NaN
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>Satanon's used the Hotel's Work Computer to look up everyone's name because he's bored
>Gets to Angel Dust
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>Prior to this he hadn't really connected the dots on Angel
>He knew he was a "whre", Vaggie called him as much whenever she got angry with him
>But he really hadn't been able to picture just what he meant when he boasted of being able to "take" objects of incredible size
>Until now
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>Satanon throws up in his mouth a little
>Vaggie walks in behind him
>"Satanon, dinners don-"

>Now Vaggie has to find a way to explain this to a little kid
>Damn it, Angel
>She was sure this was somehow his fault
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>"What, why's you trying to pin it on me? I'm not the fkin idiot that forgot to put safe search on."
>"Pta madre! Do you even know how hard it was to clean up all the vomit?"
>"Pfff, first time cleaning up vomit?"
>"Angel, you. El burro sabe mas que tu! That vomit was cryogenic."
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>Angel Dust is kind of sad now
>He liked Satanon well enough, but now the kid won't even look him in the eye
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>yet another case
>what hurts worse is that he thought he might be able to prevent that for once
>closes himself off even more than he was before
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>Charlie puts child blocks on everything afterwards
>Even the mail gets screened now
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>she even carries around a blowhorn in case anyone swears in front of Satanon
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>"Woah, what the [blowhorn] is... oh, I see."
>"Yeah, gotta keep the little one happy."
>"Just more [blowhorn]ing [blowhorn], you didn't even hear what I just said, did ya toots?"
>"I'm sure it was some form of profanity."
>"I said blowhorning blowhorn."
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>She forgot that he already picked up quite a vocabulary from Killjoy and Husk
>He curses a blue streak out of shear surprise the first time he hears the air horn
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Does Satanon have three mouths like his dad too?
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Just one; but for shts and giggles, Satan's number of stomachs was never told
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>Angel tries to talk to Satanon and apologize
>Satanon only runs away and throws up in a garbage can.
>Its slowly killing Angel that the little guy is disgusted by him
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>it becomes noticeable after a while
>especially since Satanon keeps freezing the dustbins
>Vaggie charts Angel to clean it up, since he's the cause of it...
>...but realizes that something's wrong when he just start doing it with a dejected sigh...
>...and then, there's the fact that the spider has been awfully silent and reserved, as of late
>it felt like a Godsend, for sure, but now it's starting to become worrying

>Vaggie quickly puts two and two together, and, after letting Charlie in on her observations, tries to come up with a way to help Angel...
>...as well as Satanon, as the constant purging is starting to do a number on him as well...
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>Eventually Satanon gets to the point where he only throws up in his mouth a little
>Angel tries to take him to the park, to try and get Satanon to like him again
>As Satanon's playing, Angel's relaxing on a bench

>suddenly he gets a tap on the shoulder
>it's a former 'client's

>"Psst, hey Angel... I've got 40$, y'wanna do what we did last time where we [FKING REDACTED]?"

>"Sht, not right fking now! Go get some other whre!"
>the demon stalks off, grumbling

>"Phew...at least da kid didn't he-"
>Angel looks behind him
>Turns out Satanon scraped his knee and came to Angel, hearing all of it
>now the kid was passed out in a pile of barf
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>Satanon's even more quiet than usual
>he doesn't speak till dinner
>"Charlie...?"

>Charlie's shocked that he finally spoke; happy that he's out of that stupor, she answers quickly
>"Yeah Satanon?"

>"What's b dsm?"
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>"It's...something grownups do in our private time!"
>"I'll tell you about it when you're older!"

>"Does it have anything to do with why you and Vaggie own a collar and leash even though you don't have a dog?"
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>It's just before bed,
>Satanon's in his Jammies
>Boreas at his side, Satanon's telling him about his day

>"So I saw a leash under Charlie and Vaggie's bed; does that mean we're gonna get a do-"
>He shifted on the bed as he said that, accidentally wrapping himself up in the sheets and falling off the bed

>"Oww..."
>Satanon rubs his head, and goes to pick up Bore-

>His ear was gone
>He accidentally ripped Boreas' ear when he fell

>A ear-shattering scream rang through the hotel

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We didn't forget about best stuffed rabbit, huh?
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>Vaggie slips and hits the floor like a lead weight upon bolting into the little demon's room in a panic
>The whole place is covered in ice, looking more like an ice cave than a hotel room
>Satanon is inconsolably clutching at his toy rabbit, tears freezing solid as soon as they drop from his face, beating against the floor like marbles
>Vaggie collects herself and tries to get him to tell her what happened
>He can't even form a sentence, he just holds up his one-eared bunny and continues sobbing
>Vaggie's eye narrows

>"ALASTOR!"
>"HIJO DE LA GRAN PTA!"

>She pulls out her backup knife, ready to track The Radio Demon down wherever he may be and wipe that smile off his face for good, disparity in their respective levels of demonic power be damned
>Satanon shakes his head

>"It wasn't *sob* him"
>"I-i-i-it was ME"
>"It's MY fault"

>The caprine demon's sobbing redoubles
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>Niffty is the next to arrive on the scene, being a light sleeper anyway and having activated her 1950s housewife "doting mother" mode after Satanon became a resident of the hotel
>Between her and Vaggie, they manage to get Satanon to...not really calm down, but at least reign him in enough that the sphere of supernatural chill emanating from him is no longer expanding out into the hall
>Niffty dips out to the kitchen
>She returns with one of her homemade cookies and a glass of milk, just as Vaggie has managed to track down Boreas's wayward ear
>She passes the treats over to Satanon and ushers the both of them over to her room
>She fetches her sewing kit, promising up and down to mend the damaged bunny
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>Niffty's promise proves difficult to keep
>The cloth that Boreas is made of is so old and tattered that the damaged ear is practically falling apart in her hands
>A stitch made here pulls it apart over there, and hearing Satanon choke up every time a new bit of damage appears is making her hands shake

>"The FK is going on up here?"

>Angel Dust arrives
>The scream must have shaken him something fierce, he's toting a pair of submachine guns
>Satanon is too preoccupied with his damaged toy to be bothered by the arachnid's presence
>Angel sheepishly puts his weaponry out of sight as he catches on to the problem and watches quietly as Niffty struggles to repair Boreas
>He suddenly gets an idea
>The spider demon quietly excuses himself
>He returns with a set of bunny ears
>Like the kind someone would wear to pose for Playboy
>He clears his throat

>"So uhhh..."
>"That patch job don't look like its going so well..."

>He waves the accessory in his hand

>"I know the color ain't quite right but you can go ahead and use wunna these if it'll help"

>Both Vaggie and Satanon regard Angel with suspicion

>"Aw don't gimme that friggin' look!"
>"These were never...used on set."
>"The shoot I got 'em for ended up gettin' cancelled because the camera guy got blown up in a turf war"
>"They're basically new"
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>Niffty examines the bunny ears
>They are indeed practically new
>The fabric is sturdy but soft and supple
>The dye job is more in line with Angel's pink and white fluff, but they're about the same size as Boreas's ears

>"These might be our best bet, Anon..."

>Satanon looks over Angel's donation
>Resolve coalesces in his eyes
>He nods

>"Just fix Boreas"
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>Niffty sets to work
>It's easy this round, working with brand-spanking-new materials
>She deftly detaches one of the puffy, fluffy white ears from the cheap headband
>A few deft stitches later and Boreas's new ear snugs into place against his head
>The spawn of Satan's little velveteen rabbit is whole once more

>Satanon takes up his beloved companion and hugs him tight against his chest
>Niffty seizes on the opportunity to get a hug for herself and slides in
>Vaggie just smiles and folds her arms

>Angel Dust observes the spectacle for a brief moment, then decides to make himself scarce before Satanon can remember how disgusted he is by Angel's inherent vileness
>He feels a tug on the hem of his shirt
>It's Satanon

>"Thank you, Angel Dust"

>He holds Boreas up

>"You can hug him."
>"Once"
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>Angel accepts the tattered toy bunny with its newly mismatched ears and gives it a perfunctory squeeze
>...it's actually kind of nice
>He feels a pressure on his leg and looks down
>Satanon is hugging him
>The little guy barely comes up to his knee, but he's hugging with all his might
>And in spite of all the ice he throws around, he himself is pleasantly warm to the touch
>Angel crouches down to return the hug, still holding the rabbit as well
>They linger for just a moment, then Satanon takes his bunny back and quietly let's Vaggie guide him back to his room
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This is nice.
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Heartwarming in Hell