Charlie Utter Depravity - Imp City Blues part 1

from /hhg/ - Hazbin Hotel General #385
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part 1: https://pastebin.com/pc2ACTgJ
part 2: https://pastebin.com/fTAxFsdg
part 3: https://pastebin.com/MuGTE5EK
part 4: https://pastebin.com/RuKV8NqY
part 5: https://pastebin.com/TzdhGAYf
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C.U.D Angel nightmare: https://pastebin.com/jrRFWKkZ
C.U.D Pure love is disgusting: https://pastebin.com/ehcXFcWP
C.U.D Double the Love, Double the Fear: https://pastebin.com/iYdnYEMv
C.U.D Baxter needs a hug?: https://pastebin.com/M5cye5Pa
C.U.D Oh deer!: https://pastebin.com/ZyWkm9nb
C.U.D Turn The Other Cheek: https://pastebin.com/B9r0Bj5u
C.U.D The Cuddle Moth Cometh: https://pastebin.com/rx4n9qaC
C.U.D Flipside (NSFW): https://pastebin.com/GNnSWh95
story of C.U.D that still needs to be made: https://pastebin.com/S8sm1L8k
C.U.D Mother Knows Best: https://pastebin.com/5xByrVwx
C.U.D Family Feuds, Family Friends!: https://pastebin.com/qJgd622T
C.U.D Charlie down time: https://pastebin.com/94ftaW60
C.U.D Rampage of the Cuddle Moth part 1: https://pastebin.com/78DhgN1J
C.U.D Rampage of the Cuddle Moth part 2: https://pastebin.com/hSpMQLSM
Cherri Pentious CUDdle Story: https://pastebin.com/SfZgwq6n
C.U.D Cracking the Ice: https://pastebin.com/KUQHZMNy
C.U.D Imp City Blues part 2: https://pastebin.com/z31WsKcm
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>the office's air was stagnant and musty, stinking of cheap plaster, cigarettes, an wallpaper-glue
>the table, sticky with coffee stains, and coated with dust at the center, where their arms couldn't quite reach
>as usual, the entire room was a mess, with an overflowing wastebasket, random litter scattered around, whilst the sparse half-light shone through the few open windows
>it was early autumn, which, in Hell, meant remnant heatwaves (barely lasting a day, always smoggy or stuffy), followed by flash storms and gales
>those sensitive to the weather (so, most of Hell's population) were downing pain pills by the minute

>"A perfect workday!" thought the imp, as he entered through the door

>ah, yes...
>his workplace, his castle and kingdom, all in one
>where colleagues meet, where the boss presents a brilliant idea during the lulls, and the others (ideally) clap and cheer
>everyone was here!
>Loona, of course, came with him, making it up into the office beforehand, and was now busy checking their clientele on her phone
>and, as for his other employees--

>"Oh, for fuck's sake!"

>...and just like that, the day was ruined!
>across him, on the other side of the conference table, sat the "Lovebirds"
>God, to think he'd actually FILMED those two in the past!

>look at them now!
>close proximity, nose-kisses, whispering sweet nothings at each other, and, worst of all, HAND-HOLDING!
>Gahh, they were TERRIBLE!
>he couldn't even tell when it all happened!
>one day, they were fine, and the next time he noticed, they became these... Disgusting... Cuddlers!

>"Take it outside, would ya?!" he snapped, causing the two to part in mild alarm... And then GIGGLE to each other
>the older imp twitched, and, massaging the ridge of his snout, sighed

>"Let's just... Get to the point... Of this meeting..." he muttered through gritted teeth
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>he couldn't get it
>he used the FILM these two, being all lovey-dovey in private
>he could've sold that shit on Hellnet, and made it big - especially among the few fans Moxxie had left from his band days
>now though, it was pointless - with the Princess, of all people, being all cuddly out in the public, what was once a niche fetish was the subject of moral panic
>...well, he could still sell it as pocket horror--
*smak*

>eyes wide, Blitzo turned towards the pair, catching the tail end of the motion as they retracted from one another, blushing and trying to hide their smiles
>did...
>did those two...
>DEGENERATES
>stole a kiss from one another

>his eyes darted between the two
>who was it?
>which one sullied their office with this damn SHLOCK?

>no clear answer

>with another, deep sigh, he returned to the blackboard, ready to continue...
>...
>...no, God damn it, NO!
>HE CAN'T STAND THIS!
>THIS... THIS REVOLTING CLOSENESS!
>THEIR EYES, THEIR MOUTHS, THEIR BODY LANGUAGE, EVERYTHING!
>IT REEKS OF CUDDLING AND CUTESY, CHASTE ROMANTICISM!

>"UUUUGH!"
>chalk crumbled from his fist, as he turned around, tail whipping the board, mimicking the sound of a gunshot
>"...F-Five minute break!" he snapped, and marched out of the office


>he barely lasted five minutes


>inwardly, Moxxie chuckled, before breaking into a mental cackle that would rival Hell's mad scientists
>he couldn't believe how WELL this worked!
>honestly, from one day to another, their boss just up and disappeared from their private life!
>no more hidden cameras to find (with a generator trailer hooked up to it on the street)
>no more sleepless nights from having the big oaf watching over him while he was in bed
>and, most importantly, no more creepy videos to find of their private life online!
>truly, it was paradise - or, as close to it as a Helldweller can get!
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>a month or so ago, all of them were despairing over the Princess' blatant, PUBLIC cuddling habits
>now, he may not have been the most "with-it" person in Hell (he had his own style, AND better things to do), but he couldn't imagine anyone doing something so, so, so faux pas!
>really, the King should've done something, but, as always, Pandemonium remained deaf and dumb about the young Magne's antics
>this was something you should keep to yourself, in your own home, behind closed doors - not out in the public!
>still, he couldn't deny the effects: all at once, the Princess became the most notorious member of Hell's aristocracy - for the "right" wrong reason
>she was feared, mentioned only in hushed words, and yet, clearly couldn't give a rat's ass about anyone
>naturally, she became an instant hit with the office's delinquent - the number of times he saw (accidentally) saw Loona looking up stuff about the Princess, he swears...
>no surprises there, though - the temperamental bitch wouldn't know common decency if it hit her

>both Millie and him condemned the whole thing, and, for once, their boss seemed to be on the same page
>as did Prince Stolas, for that matter - the owl made himself scarce, retreating to his castle
>OSTENSIBLY to spend more time with his family, but everyone knew what was up - and most wondered why HE, of all people, was so spooked by the Princess' indecency

>perhaps, he knew something they didn't?


>it happened a couple of weeks ago - he got into a scuffle with the neighborhood thugs
>usually, he avoided them (and ignored whomever they were bullying), but the streets were strangely empty that day
>in hindsight, he should've taken this as a hint - but boy, was he glad that he hadn't!
>after an exchange of insults and deflections, they roughed him up - clearly, the abandoned streets left the restless, and they decided to take it out on him...
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>...only to clear out, all of a sudden, and as he got off from the ground, he soon realized why

>"Oh dear, you poor thing! They sure roughed you up good, haven't they?"

>he froze
>the melodic voice was unmistakable
>slowly looking up, he found himself gazing into the shimmering, sad eyes of Princess Charlotte Magne herself
>nursing a hurt arm, he didn't know what to do - he couldn't flee, he DEFINITELY couldn't fight her...
>so he just stood there, unresponsive
>"C'mere..." she said, softly, her arms quickly spreading and enveloping him

>this was it

>he felt her arms wrap around his back - she was easily twice as tall as him, if not more - and his chin meeting the soft fabric of her coat
>she was warm, but cool by comparison - not as naturally hot as an imp
>their skin always burned feverishly hot, like a callous palm after hard work
>and right now, his cheeks burned even hotter, as he let go of his no-longer-hurting arm, and slowly mimicked her gesture, his own hands finding their way around her narrow back - she was on half knee, enabling him to reach around her
>they stood there for a bit, before she let him go
>dazed, he just stared, unsure as to what just happened
>the Princess just smiled
>"Now, you go home, and get better, OK?"
>he nodded, absentmindedly, and she just turned around and left

>it took him a while to come to, and when he did, all he could do is breathe
>the world felt a bit colder, but it was refreshing - perhaps, it was just that his bruises didn't hurt anymore
>looking around, he noticed the thugs, not far away - they stood, anxious to his movement
>one step forward from him caused them to take another back
>before long, he broke into a stride, and they fled
>that was when the idea began to take shape in his head...

>...arriving home, he was met with Millie's earnest panic - she was just about ready to board up the front door
>"They've spotted the Princess in the neighborhood!" she exclaimed
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>but he just nodded
>"Yeah. I ran into her."
>"WHAT?!"

>it took a while for him to calm her down, and after that, an even longer time to convince her about his plan
>she was skeptical, to say the least, not to mention quite on his side when it came to Blitzo, seeing that they've just found something were all of them were on the same page...
>...one mention about getting back at Loona, though, was enough to get her to come around to it

>once they started, it went without a hitch - they gradually increased the "heat", so Blitzo didn't suspect much, initially, and didn't object, early on
>giving them ample opportunity to explore this side of their relationship
>now, as a healthy, married couple, they DID cuddle every once in a while (typically after sex, though, that became rare, as of late, thanks to a certain SOMEONE'S antics)
>now, though?
>they did it just about everywhere - even in public
>he saw the streets empty before him, cashiers throwing discounts at them when they went shopping, just so that they would keep their distance

>when Blitzo finally caught on, it was too late - they've made front page headlines on the local tabloids, especially after someone submitted a (rather crappy) photo of the Princess hugging him

>months later, he would see that photo again, this time, as part of a political campaign, but let's not get so far ahead

>since then, they've kept their stalker of a boss at bay, and had fun while doing so
>turning the other cheek to Loona's antics has also allowed him to finally gain the upper hand on the Hellhound - even now, he could tell she was FUMING!

>with Blitzo out of the room, he turned back to his beloved wife, wrapping both arms around her shoulders, and looking deep in her eyes
>she smiled back at him, as they tipped their heads forward, forehead-hugging

>Loona grunted
>she hated this
>hated how much they loved each other
>how they deflected her every attempt to piss them off
>how they even got the better of Blitzo!
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>this wasn't right!
>the two dweebs shouldn't have been able to turn the tables like THAT!
>...well, maybe on Blizto - his stalking game was getting out of this world, with only that rich asshole keeping him in check, but the two squares deserved it!
>...stuck-up asshats...
>only the sticks shoved far, FAR up their asses gave them any sort of "spine", and NOW look at them!
>all huggy, blushy, cuddly, UGH!

>she couldn't believe that she was once on board with this
>Blitzo was having a freakout, and she just thought it was cool
>the Princess was already halfway into her good book - singing like that on 666 NEWS, of all places, showing that old bitch Killjoy's shit in and setting her pervy colleague on fire...!

>now, though, she realized what a fucking joke she was...
>... a very dangerous joke...
>she usually didn't care to read the papers - all paper news were yesterday's news for her - but when she saw the picture of MOXXIE hugging it out with the Princess...
>she hoped that it'll be enough for Millie to break up with him, but no - they somehow came back EVEN STRONGER!


>Loona fumed, playing "Imp-Whack" on her phone
>she didn't much care for the game, but once she unlocked Moxxie as a target - together with some obscure quote about his past music career -, she just kept whacking him, like she did, right now
>while across the table, the two imps cuddled, oblivious to her
>God, she HATED this!