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Hazbin Hotel Summer speical Part 2/?

Added 2025-08-11 02:43:18 +0000 UTC

Made a slight change to the last sentence from the first one, which is why it's back here

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Y/n: “sighing.” Hey, where are Moxxie and Millie? Aren’t they usually with you?

Bltizo: “stared blankly for a moment.” Oh. Uh. Unless Moxxie’s still off slacking somewhere. Which he better not be, or his pay is getting docked. Then who the hell knows where he is? He and Millie should be getting our crap from the van, but who knows what those two are up to? Perhaps they are doing a cucking session.

Some other places

A female imp looked around, amazed by the vivid colors. Although they frequently go on missions to the human world, nothing in that hellish space could compare to their realm, especially since it’s… well, home.

Millie: Ah!

Millie closed her eyes as the sunlight hit her. She lifted her hand in a kind of saluting gesture to block the sunlight, allowing her to keep looking around with her big, toothy smile.

Moxie: A-Are you a-alright, hun?

Millie: Yeah, I'm alright, Moxie, but you need to take a look at this! Ah, this place looks so beautiful.

Moxie: It’s nothing, impressing Millie, we see these types of places all the time in our field of work.

Millie: Oh, come on, Moxie, don’t be such a downer!

Moxie: I-I wouldn’t be one! If you help me out with this, honey.

Millie looked down at the floor. She had been standing on bags of their stuff all this time, and underneath them was Moxie, who was carrying everything. She crouched down with a playful smirk on her face.

Millie: I can’t help you, hun, and besides, you were the one who chose to carry our stuff to the place we’re meeting.

Moxie: That's only because Blitzo was planning to dock my pay! You know that, Millie.

Millie: I’m just joking, hun, and besides, this is good for you. You can build some uh muscle... yeah, and remember I’m here to give you emotional support!

Moxie: I think I would feel better if you got off. Millie, this thing is heavy as it is.

Millie gasped at Moxie’s response, her hand raised near her face, almost surprised by his insinuation.

Her feet dug into the ground before she knelt, leaned down, and grasped Moxie's face, her eyes narrowing with a hint of anger behind them.

Millie: Are you callin' me fat, HUH!

Moxie: No, no, no, I- I mean, I'm not that strong, so I can’t hold all of this and you at the same time, honey.

Millie: Hmmm

Though not entirely satisfied with the reply, she loosened her hold on him, leaned back, then sat cross-legged with her arms crossed and cheeks puffed out in a pout, occasionally letting out a soft “hmph”.

Moxie: Come on, Millie, you know that's not what I'm talking about.

Millie: Hmph, maybe I should start calling you fatty, too.

Moxie: Please don’t. It’s already tiring enough hearing it coming from… her.

Moxie: “sigh” Ugh… Hey, so, honey, what's up with your bikini?

Millie: What about it?

Moxie: It’s just, uh, very revealing, that's all. You usually don’t wear stuff like that when it's just us.

Millie continued to stare ahead, her tail swaying side to side, confused by his words until she finally grasped his point of view. A mischievous smile appeared on her face as an idea sparked in her mind.

Moxie continued marching forward with the 700 pounds on his shoulder, then suddenly jumped when Millie's head appeared in his line of sight.

Moxie: AHHH! Millie, what are you doing? I can barely see with your hair in the way!

Millie: What? You don't want to know why I'm wearing such a sexy bikini? Maybe I'm trying to impress someone else.

Moxie’s face turned redder than usual at the thought of Millie being fucked by another man… let’s just say something rose, and it wasn’t the shield hero.

(Peak reference if you know)

Moxie: “Coughing.” Please don’t say that, Millie, it might give me the wrong idea.

Millie: Oh yeah, huh, what kind of thoughts...? Just kidding, haha, I got you, honey. You're so cute when you get all flustered.

Moxie: Ah, stop planting ideas in my head, hun.

Millie: Sorry, I couldn't help but think you might like to see me with something different than usual.

Moxie: Oh, thanks, Mill.

Back with Y/n

Y/n: Blitzo.

Blitzo: Yo.

Y/N: You're a really terrible friend.

Blitzo: Yeah, well, what can I say, huh? Your wife’s getting fucked by a sinner because your little cucky ass can’t give her the dicking she actually wants.

Y/n: Uh…No… very not that.

Blitzo: Plus, I don’t give two shits about what’s going on in their sex life. If Mox really can’t please Millie because he’s got a tiny dick, then so what? I’ve got more important shit to focus on, like getting this fat ass bird to leave me alone for one goddamn minute!

???: Agh, what the hell are you two idiots yelling about?

A voice called out from behind the pair, prompting Y/n to turn slightly and look back, noticing a very familiar hellhound approaching them.

Blitzo: "gasp” My sweet baby Loona!

Blitzo's eyes gleamed with awe as he saw his adopted daughter approaching. He rushed forward with open arms, excited to embrace her. However, as he got closer to her, Loona's eyes flickered subtly, as if annoyed by Blitzo's attempt to hug her.

Loona: EW! Quite it, Blitzo!

Loona clenched her fist when she realized Blitzo wasn’t going to give up. She lifted her right leg and waited until he got closer before kicking him in the stomach, causing him to roll back toward y/n. Y/n simply sidestepped as Blitzo passed by and finally stopped with half of his upper body in the sand.

Loona: Try that again and see what happens!

Blitzø placed his hands on the ground, struggling to pull himself out. After a few minutes, he finally managed to pop out and landed on his ass. He stared in a daze as his hand slowly lifted, forming a pointing finger.

Blitzø: That’s..m-my loony f-for you…

Y/n: You alright there?

His head slowly turned to face him as his hand moved from pointing to giving a thumbs up, accompanied by a slight smile. Everything seemed fine until suddenly it wasn’t, as his teeth fell out and a lot of sand shot out from his mouth.

Loona moved closer to him, giving a better view of her bikini. She kept her usual choker around her neck. Her red bikini top was secured with strings attached at the top of the piece, which resembled a pentagram.

Her bottom piece was slightly more erotic with a sexy black color, featuring a slight gap at her waistline where her fur would gently push out through the opening.

She finally stopped right beside him, glaring down at her father with her arms crossed under her breasts.

Y/n: Geez, Loona, I know you told me before that you would kick a child to the moon once, but I didn’t believe you had that kind of strength because, fuck me, you knocked Blitzo the fuck out.

Y/n glances back, noticing a referee checking on Blitzø before whistling to indicate he was completely out of it.

Loona: Ugh, I really hate when he does that... UGH! Fine... I may have gone too far.

Y/n:…

The two of them stood there silently, staring at the passed-out imp on the floor, until y/n smirked, an idea suddenly crossing his mind.

Y/n: By the way, you look beautiful.

Loona:...

Loona turned her head away from him, trying to hide the blush spreading underneath her white fur coat.

Loona: S-Shut up, you can’t just say stuff like that.

While the words coming from her mouth may be saying one thing, her body was telling another as it betrayed her by revealing how she genuinely feels, as her tail wagged happily from side to side at his comment.

Y/n chuckled softly before moving closer to her and brushing his shoulder against hers. Her body jolted slightly, caught off guard, as she couldn’t see him well because a strand of hair was blocking her view.

Y/n: Love you loona

Her tail swished faster as she heard the words. Unsure, she slowly tilted her head and rested it on his shoulder. Her tail attempted to lock with his but couldn’t find it because some gremlin had stolen it earlier.

They remained in that position for a few minutes before Loona lifted her head and brushed her hair aside, moving the strand away to look directly at Y/n.

Loona: Do you really think I look beautiful in this?

Y/n: Loona, you look beautiful regardless of what you're wearing.

She smiled softly, her eyes avoiding his as she looked down for a moment. She took a deep breath to steady herself before her gaze slowly returned to him. Their faces are just inches apart, both fixated on each other's lips as they slowly move closer.

Blitzø: “garbled speech”

The two stopped, their lips mere inches apart when Blitzø started coughing up sand.

Loona: Fucking Satan! Ugh, why do you always have to ruin the mood!... I better take care of him since… You know.

Y/n was quietly laughing to himself.

Y/n: “coughing” Yeah, uh, I’ll see you later then?

Loona: Heh, of course, after all, who else is going to drown you then?

Y/n: Uh.

Loona: Ugh, don’t worry, it was just a stupid joke. But yeah, I’ll see you later.

She crouched to pick up Blitzø and swung him over her shoulder. Glancing one last time over her free shoulder, she winked before walking away, leaving y/n alone with his thoughts.

Y/n placed his hand on his waist and looked around, trying to figure out what to do now that he had basically spoken to everyone around.

That was when his eyes landed on a building and remembered what Angel Dust said earlier. He shrugged his shoulders, thinking the girls probably wouldn’t mind if he checked on them.

As he approached, he took a closer look at the place. It wasn’t anything fancy, just a simple wooden structure with a roof made of hanging dry leaves, the build fit the usual beach theme… He wasn't sure what else he was expecting.

???: “whistling”

Y/n: Hm? Hello?

Y/n suddenly perked up when he heard a whistling sound. He looked around the place quickly, his eyes scanning the area, but found no one nearby, which only added to his confusion.

He was walking past a changing room when someone suddenly grabbed his Hawaiian shirt and pulled him inside, then closed the door to avoid any outside interruption.

He was violently yanked, causing him to stumble back a few feet before he fell on his backside. He rubbed his but as his eyes searched for the perpetrator or, instead, perpetrators.

In front of him stood a pair that are almost always seen together.

Y/n: I would have expected something like this from you, Charlie, but Vaggie? Really? This isn’t your style; you're usually the one who’s reasonable.

Vaggie: Yeah, well, you know how I am with her, I can’t bring myself to say no.

Charlie brushed her shoulder against Vaggies and leaned in with a smile on her face, arms behind her back.

Charlie: That's because you love me, and I love you, Vaggie.

Charlie moved a step closer after snuggling against Vaggie. She leans slightly forward, hands behind her, trying to tease him by showing off her body. But then Y/n noticed something it was her eyes... he knows those eyes of hers.