Meanwhile, a singular rando lizard demon takes this lovey feely moment for his advantage and steal any loose loot people probably left in a rush to the dance floor. Thus far, he hadn't had any luck, but it shall all turn around soon. There in the distance he spots 2 suckers using a phone one 5 dicks at once, slut of a spider, and a toothpick of a cyclops, perfect opportunity for a steal. He could probably pawn it off for a good price, some quick pocket money. He inches closer toward them, seeing them encapsulated by the phone, perfect... in he comes, closer... closer... aaaaaand... SNATCH, he stole the phone from that midget cyclops,
"Hey asshole! Give that back!" Spider slut runs after him in hot pursuit
"Ha ha! Thanks for the drug cash crack-" He notices a voice coming out from the phone
He quickly fades away into the crowd irritating a few dancers Angel continues to tail him, he quickly realizes it's in the middle of a call, out of curiosity he listens in on the conversation all while maneuvering past some others,
"Husker, do you mind if I tell you something." An old timey radio host says
"Y-yeah?" The guy he assumes is named "Husker" answers
"We've been friends for a rather long time now, we've been through hardships, learnt so much about eachother..."
Ew, touchy feely shit, gross, he goes on to press the end call button, but realizes the familiarity of one of the voices, he thinks abit, and then it hit him, flashbacks of a voice he remembers all too well. He get's sent to a time when he goes to pickpocket some deer guy wearing a red suit, with red hair, he succeeds, only to be strangled by something not too long after,
"I'm in a rather bored mood currently, perhaps you will provide a sufficient amount of entertainment for me?"
He get's strangled harder till he can barely breathe, but before he passes out, he sees whom he thieved from, The Radio Demon himself,
"Oh, and please, scream as much as you'd like, it shall make my experience more enjoyable..."
Next he woke up, strapped to a table, he attempts to escape, but to no avail. He resorts to screaming, pleading,
"P-Please! It was just a fucking wallet man! Let me go! I wanna go back home!"
"Ha ha ha! Well my friend that wont be any fun at all! If I were to enjoy this I need your very presence, feel honored! And besides..."
Alastor grabs the top of the table and pulls making the table go from horizontal to vertical.
"I just love playing with my food before eating it!"
The next few months was him screaming his lungs out till his voice broke and mouth dried, he cried out till his eyes were reduced to raisins, he struggled till the straps on his arms were bleeding from how hard he had pulled, he struggled till he became exhausted and incapable of moving, he was going through torture too painful he feels ghost pains from the mere thought of them, he was given the true hell experience at that moment. After what seemed like near eternity of pain, and horror, his torturer speaks,
"Alright, I believe it's time to put an end to our fun little game... perhaps we can do this again in another time, if I find you that is..."
He waltz over towards him with a hammer, with one last final struggle, one last tear shed, and one last struggle to escape, and a brief THUNK, he blacked out... Later, he awakes to see Alastor with a carving knife sharpening it, I'll leave the rest to your imagination, later, he awakens in a sewer naked, cold, contemplating wether what happened back there was a bad dream. Suddenly he snaps back to reality, and looks around in fear of where he was, out of the sheer horror of the realization of being nearby a monster, he screams aloud attracting attention from everyone.
"TH-THE RADIO DEMON! HE'S HERE!!!"
He runs away screaming dropping the phone on the way out, Angel catches it in time but looks at the currently panicking crowd.
"Shit." Angel says.
"The Radio Demon?!" A distraught demon says.
"HOLY SHIT!" Another yells .
"Where is he!" Another says searching.
"HOLY FUCK, HE'S OVER THERE!!!" Another demon point him out in the crowd with his arms still wrapped around Husk.
"SHIT HE'S GONNA EAT HIM, RUN WHILE HE'S DISTRACTED!" A demon misinterprets.
Everyone starts running, some tripping and getting trampled by others, Husk sees that they've been found out,
"Shit."
"Husker, -yawn- what's happening?"
Alastor looked drowsy, he's probably ready to turn in for today, heh, he looks really damn cute like that.
"Well, everyone's running like you said... but I don't really care, let's-"
Suddenly, Husk was grabbed by some random demon, for some reason that demon was heroic enough to "save" Husk.
"You can repay me later." The other demon says confidently
"The fuck are you doing?!" Husk yells
"Saving your life!"
"For fucks sake let me go, I have to get back there!"
Husk tried to break the other demons grip but he doesn't let go, he's in the middle of fight or flight mode and he's holding onto him for dear life , suddenly, he finds himself entering into the chaos of everyone attempting to escape,
"Al!" He calls out
"Whoever you were dating, they're probably dead already, forget them!" The demon says
"You don't understand, I have to get back there! LET ME GO!!!"
And then a splash of red comes out of nowhere, then another, and another, next thing he knew, demons were dying left and right, as he's being dragged He catches a glimpse of Al. He was absolutely livid, and was slaughtering as many demons he can possibly kill before they all escaped, a small amount had managed to run a good enough distance away from the club to avoid becoming mutilated, one of which was Husk and the random demon. The demon stands straight and boasts to Husk,
"No need to thank me, I'm just a badass that wanders the streets of hell, it ain't no biggie."
"Oi, night in shining armor."
"Hmm?"
Husk gave him his strongest punch he could ever muster out of his old cat body, dislocating, and fracturing his "hero's" jaw knocking him out cold.
"I never asked for your fucking help, if I needed help I'd be running along with you, thanks a lot douchebag."
He kicks the demon's unconcious body and walks off back to the club, leaving the surviving demons in a state shock at the events that had unfolded. Meanwhile the dance floor was red and filled with impaled dead bodies, he stares at the doorway devastated, Angel attempts to console Alastor,
"Hey Al don't worry, y'know we could try again next-"
"I ruined tonight... didn't I..." He sounded sad
"No you didn't, ya didn't do shit! It was that asshole's fault for ratting you out!"
"No, he's right to fear me, I am the Radio Demon after all..." Alastor sniffles "it's that, tonight was going so well, yet my very presence had to ruin it."
"Al... c'mon."
"I'll meet you at the hotel."
With a snap of his fingers he disappears, just before Husk makes it back to the nightclub, the door's fly open showing Husk had clearly ran to here,
"Fuck, where did Al go?"
"He just left." Niffty answers timidly
"Really?! FUCK!" He slams his fist to the door injuring his hand. "God fucking damn it... for once in my fucking afterlife, I get to be happy then this shit happens?! GOD DAMN IT!"
Husk slumps over pounding the floor in grief, and sobbing out of frustration.
"God fucking damn it..."
"C'mon, let's go back."
The three return to the hotel opening the doors, with Husk looking like an actual husk, Charlie is sitting with Vaggie on the couch talking about something, and Charlie notices them,
"Hey guys, how was the party?" She says clearly not noticing Husk
"It was great Charlie! Be right back, Husk got drunk again..."
"Alright! Tell me all about it!"
Niffty and Angel guide Husk to his room, Niffty talks to Angel,
"Listen, I got it from here, you go to Alastor first."
Angel nods and walks over to Charlie and Vaggie.
"So what happened?"
"Well... remember how I said it was great and Husk was drunk?"
"... Um... yeah." Charlie says slightly concerned
"I sorta lied."