Helluva Guy (Helluva Boss x Autisic reader.)

Spring Broken

Blitzo: Hey! Watch it!

Loona growled.

Vortex: Oh, your here.

Vortex nervously let the three Cenobites in the room.

Blitzo: Oh, no you don't, bitches!

Look See turned to look at Blitzo, who immediately shut up. Look See proceeded to walk back in the room.

Moxxie: Why were they carrying that puzzle box around?

Y/N: Well, uh, my dad... he kinda sees himself as the, um, 'godfather' type, you know? And Verosika, she, um, made an offer to him. A deal that he couldn't, uh, refuse.

Seeing the confused looks around him, Y/N continued, trying to make his explanation as clear as possible.

Y/N: So, the deal is, like, every once in a while, Verosika and her crew will go to the human world. And they, um, get humans to solve the Lament Configuration—that's the puzzle box. And when they solve it, they, uh, get dragged down to hell. And, um, Chatter and the others are going with them. My dad sent them to, uh, keep an eye on Verosika and her crew. To make sure they don't try anything, um, funny or get any ideas.

Y/N's explanation, while a bit disjointed, shed light on the ominous presence of the puzzle box and the unnerving escort by the Cenobites.

Loona's eye twitched with a mix of disbelief and a hint of jealousy.

Loona: Wait, that's all I would have to do to get your dad's approval to date you?

Y/N shifted uncomfortably

Y/N: Well, uh, it's not just that. It's, um, complicated. My dad, he... he doesn't really, um, like you much, Loona. I'm sorry.

Loona's fell deep in frustration. She was starting to hate Pinhead more.

Y/N: And, um, there's another reason why my dad approves of Verosika. It's because, uh, she has this ability to, um, navigate both worlds. And, uh, she can bring souls to him. It's like, she's useful to him, in a way that, um, he values.

Blitzo: That's it! Im getting that bitch out of here!

Moxxie: Sir... how about you let me go in and try to reason with her? I don't really listen to what's classified as "pop genre" music, so her status to me is name recognition alone...

Blitzo tunes Moxxie out with a glare.

Moxxie: In my opinion, her music is a bit derivative of-

Blitzo: Moxxie, shut the fuck up!

Moxxie heads over to Verosika's office.

Y/N: Moxxie? I, un, wouldn't.

Moxxie: Alrighty, then.

Moxxie pushes open the doors and goes inside. The silhouettes of Moxxie, Verosika and her gang of demons are seen through the glass window.

Moxxie: Hello, Miss Verosika, was it? I work for I.M.P, and it is actually rather important for us to retain the singular parking space we were assigned, because-

Coco: Aw, look at the little one. He's got a wittle bow tie!

Moxxie: Please don't condescend me, ma'am. I—

Josh: Want a kissy, little guy?

Moxxie: A kind offer, but... I'm married.

The gang of demons surround Moxxie.

Verosika: Hey... why don't you send a little message from me back to your limp-dick... boss?

The demon silhouettes bare their fangs over Moxxie to sexually assault him. Y/N covered his face and eyes.