Helluva Guy (Helluva Boss x Autisic reader.)

C.H.E.R.U.B

Collin: You know, you three are so utterly c-c-cruel! We're just trying to give hope to someone in need!

Moxxie: Oh... and you three are so superior to us just because WE want some selfish, greedy, authoritarian capitalist to keel over DEAD!

Moxxie through his hands out for emphasis.

Blitzo: You're makin' things too real now, Moxxie.

Blitzo walks up to Moxxie with a spray bottle labeled "PISS", adjusts the nozzle, then sprays it into Moxxie's face, causing him to flinch and hiss.

Cletus: And those two!

He pointed at Y/N and Loona. Loona was making out with Y/N and sitting on his lap as he sat on a bench.

Blitzo: What's the problem? I trust Y/N completely.

Cletus: They aren't even married! And that boys autistic!

Blitzo: So what, I've done way-Wait! What was that last thing?

Collin: Autistic individuals are... unconventional.

Keenie: Heaven sees them as... defective. Unfit for the divine purpose.

Millie pulled out an axe. Blitzo pulled out a crossbow.

Moxxie: Now hold on a minute! You can't just label someone based on some outdated belief. We have no proof that Y/N's autism affects his abilities or judgment.

Cletus sprayed Moxxie with the spray bottle.

Lyle: I've known inventors who are autistic, all of them are really great people.

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Inside of an auditorium. A woman dressed as a Viking sings opera on stage while wearing a fake unicorn on her lower torso. A well-dressed man plays a grand piano behind her. The cherubs and the audience are also well-dressed, though Lyle only wears a bowtie over his simple, sweat-stained hospital gown.

Cletus: Behold! The wonder of art and music! Somethin' always there to comfort... entertain... and live for!

Up above the stage, the three Imps, Loona, and Y/N, look down from a catwalk near the ceiling. Blitzo wags his butt and tail like a cat. Y/N looked uncomfortable at being this high above ground.

Millie: So... how do we make this bad?

Moxxie: We can't. There's literally nothing bad about opera. That's fact.

Blitzo: Unless we ruin it somehow!

With a mischievous grin, Blitzo grabs the spotlight and moves it away from the singer. The singer pauses and follows the light, resuming her song. Blitzo moves the spotlight again, and the singer again pauses to follow it.

Lyle: She's not very good.

Blitzo chuckles softly and moves the light faster and faster around the stage as Lyle and the cherubs narrow their eyes in suspicion. Y/N looked around.

Y/N: We...need to ruin this?

Blitzo: Yes! And run those Ableism little bitches!

Loona:...What did they say about Y/N?

Blitzo got an idea.

Blitzo: Well, they said he was defective.

Loona's eyes widened and twitched.

She grabbed the spotlight and breaks it off entirely. The woman sings a final high note before the light crushes her on stage, smashing her to pieces and splattering blood all over the stage.