Hell is Better Loud!(The Loud House X Helluva Boss X Hazbin Hotel)

"Husk! Hurry up! Let's go!" Lincoln was feeling more energetic now. "I can't wait to get a better view of the city."

It was true, although he hadn't been in Hell long, Lincoln was curious on what kind of place Pentagram City was. Alastor got back to the hotel early, but needed to leave for other business so Husk was left in charge of showing Lincoln some of the Pride Ring. Waiting outside the hotel, Lincoln's tail was moving lively in anticipation. A second later, the winged-cat demon, Husk, walked out drinking from a bottle of "cheap booze" when he gave the book an annoyed glance.

"Trust me, Kid. One trip to the city, you'll never wanna be their again." Husk didn't get the boys hopes up. "You're new here, so we'll get to Uptown. It's nearest and relatively safer than other areas."

"Okay, Uptown, I'm so pumped to go." He jump punched the air as they began their walk.

"Heh, to be young and foolish." The older man spoke with mixed annoyance and nostalgia.

Elsewhere, under V-Tower, the Overlord trio called the Vees, were gathered for a private meeting. Seated at the head of the table, Vox began with the topic of discussion.

"It appears we have a problem, now two actually." Vox held up two fingers. "One, it would seem Alastor has got himself a new lackey; and if what the brat said is true, he's the Radio Demon'snephew."

"Kinda surprised to hear that Alastor has family." Valentino said while decorating his gun. "A small part of me believed he popped out of an old, what are those things called again? Phonographs!"

"Quiet!" Vox was in no mood. "The kid's power is raw and undeveloped, that could lead to trouble for us later on."

"Don't you think you're a little paranoid, Vox?" Velvette added her opinion. "Power or not, he's a kid! He'll probably be killed by some Exorcist, or Sinner, before he can become a problem."

"One can only hope." The TV demon wasn't fully convinced. "Which brings us to our next problem. Alastor is getting close, too close, to little princess Morningstar, so our main concern now is ensuring that no deal is ever struck between Lucifer's BRAT and that smiling freak!" Vox punched to table to punctuate.

"Well, pray tell, how are we supposed to stop it?" The sole woman asked.

"Put something inside them." Val suggested. "That's how I get the bitches to behave."

"Perhaps, maybe someone on the inside isn't such a bad idea." Vox considered the idea. "Do you thing Angel would do it?"

"Hmph, that lanky prick won't even return my calls." The moth demon responded, furious.

"We need someone who Little Miss Bleeding Heart would take in." Vox got to his feet and walked over to his aquarium.

"Someone pathetic, desperate, and with no direct ties to us?" Velvette was in support of the plan.

"I employ every done on their luck loser on this side of Hell." Valentino spoke. "Who the fuck is left?"

Realizing the perfect candidate, Vox scuffs. "I think, I have... JUST the one."

On the outside, Husk and Lincoln have made it to the Uptown district of Pentagram City. Despite what the older demon said, the devil-tailed boy was in awe at Pentagram City. Husk said it wasn't as chaotic as the other districts and so far it lived up to expectations. The demons around didn't blatantly antagonize anyone, and the atmosphere was reminiscent of Great Lakes City when he visited Ronnie Anne after she moved. His mind now on his memories of his close friend, Lincoln felt a few tears slip down his face but quickly wiped them away.

"Is everything alright, Kid?" Husk noticed the boy's change in expression.

"It's nothing, really." Lincoln faced his reflection in the window of a nearby store. It was the first time he saw himself as he now was, and it reminded him of what he lost. "Just... thoughts of the past."

Husk wasn't a fool, he could tell from when the boy's eyes saw his reflection it was the first time he saw himself as a demon. Then Husk looked at his own reflection in the window, and recalled the first time he did after dying. Gruff as he is, the wing-cat wasn't heartless but he didn't know how to handle this situation without hurting the boy more.

"Interesting store." Husk turn attention to the building. "Princess Morningstar gave me a little money earlier in case you saw something interesting." He then pulled out a wad of bills. "I was planning to take it to the track, but I suppose I could spare a little."

Lincoln laughed a little. "Thanks, Husk."

To be honest, the store wasn't very interesting, but Husk thought a trinket for the kid would keep his mind off what was ailing. It looked like a pawn shop; an old, rarely visited store that only had two people working. One seated behind the counter reading a magazine, he looked like a skinny rat Sinner; and the other one was a chihuahua hellhound in tattered jeans, busy stocking shelves.

"Take a look around, I doubt you'll find anything of much interest." Husk took another swig from his bottle.

"Some of this stuff doesn't look like it's from Hell." Despite his short time here, Lincoln saw that certain characteristics of Earth stood out in Hell.

"No. It isn't." Confirming the boy's suspicions. "Hellborns that have special access to Earth often bring back certain goods or items. It's also how we get news from up top."

Taking a look around, Lincoln didn't find anything that stuck out him until he saw something buried behind a box on the shelf. He pulled it out and found a chess set; it was able to be folded in half for travel and storage, and came with both a set of chess pieces and a set of checkers.

"Look, a chess set!" Excited, Lincoln wasted no time to show Husk.

"Not a lot of kids these days have the patience for the game." Husk remarked while poking though a box of old junk. "Why the interest?"

"My Pop-pop taught me to play." The white-haired by explained.

"Pop... pop?" The hotel bartender raised an eye brow.

"That's what my family calls our Mom's dad, my grandfather." Linc explained. "Whenever he'd come to visit when I was small, we'd go to the park and he'd play a game with me. Do you think...?"

Husk scuffed. "Alright, let's get it to go." Done poking through the box, Husk pulls out something and hands it to the boy. "Here, you might like this."

Seeing it in his hand, Lincoln found it to be an old, wooden yoyo. "A yoyo, I used to have one of these."

"Figured a kid would need something to play with." The two walked up to the counter. "Hey, we'd like to pay."

The rat Sinner looked up. "Oh, nice choices. Now as items gain value with time, and those are imported straight from Earth, I'll have to set the price higher than standard."

"Don't play that shit with me." Husk refused. "Their old and barely above garbage."

"Well, it would take garbage to understand garbage." The rat talked down to Husk.

"Why you little-" Before his chaperone could start something, Lincoln stepped up.

"Please, we don't have a lot." The boy knew about the cash Charlie gave, but the salesman didn't need to. "Isn't the price on the tags enough."

"Hmm... don't I know you from somewhere?" The rat observed something familiar in the boy, then he caught a glance of his stock boy holding a snapshot of Lincoln and Vox's spat from earlier on his phone. Turning back to the boy, the Sinner knew this kid was no one to cheat. "Actually, it isn't enough. But it will be once I take an additional 40- no, 50 percent off."

Outside the store, Lincoln cradled his souvenirs of today in his arms. "Thanks, Husk! Do you think you'd be up for a game when we get back to the hotel?"

"Honestly, I'm more of a game of chance man, but I could use a little refresher." They began the walk back to the Hazbin Hotel.

While they walked, the two talked more about Lincoln's life on Earth, and the boy regaled him with the time he convinced his sister Lynn he was bad luck.

"Let me get this straight, you convinced your own family you were jinxed and they kicked you out." Husk summarized the first part. "Then, you convinced them you weren't but had to spend sometime in a squirrel suit."

"Yeah, but before that I overheard my parents talking about getting rid of my dad's ties and misunderstood. I thought they were talking about getting rid of their kids." Lincoln began. "So, I kind of conspired to get my sisters kicked out and become an only child. So, I say it evens out." He then looks to the audience for a moment, brows furrowed. "I've grown and moved on."

No sooner, they ran into Charlie and Vaggie as they made it back to the hotel. When the boy ran up to greet them, Husk stood back and absorbed. "I am so gland I never had kids."

Inside the hotel, the demons Alastor summoned are still fixing the hole in the wall when both parties returned. Exhausted, Charlie throws herself on the nearest couch.

Sitting in the chair close to her, Angel asks, "Soooo? How did it go?".

Vaggie sighed. "Not a single new recruit."

"Yeah well, who wouldn't wanna use their last days of death not fucking and fighting?" Angel Dust sarcastically asks as a knock comes from the door.

"People who believe they have something to live for." Lincoln answered, setting the chessboard up on the bar table. "Up for chess?"

Angel slyly talked with his hand, gesturing the boy's talking as nonsense.

Answering the door, Vaggie finds the same Sinner who attacked the hotel this morning, hat in hand.

"Why, hello my dear-" Before Sir Pentious could finish his sentence, Vaggie punches him in the face, then points her angelic spear towards his neck. "Wait Wait! I come in peace." The serpent demon fearfully gives the peace sign.

"Why are you here?" She demands.

Appearing behind Vaggie, Charlie checks what's going on. "Is something the matter?" She gasps when she sees Sir Pentious. "Oh, hello again."

Once the spear wielding woman moved aside, Sir Pentious stood up. "I didn't come for a fight. I, uh, I heard that you're helping people. That you're helping people who want to be better?" The man gave a nervous explanation.

Thrilled to have another guest, Charlie grabs the Sinners hand and leads him through the door. "You heard right! Welcome to our home of healing, our resort of restoration-"

Angel blocks their path. "Don't tell me you believe this slimly bastard. This chump was trying to kill us literally six hours ago! And now you want him to live with us?"

"He makes a good point." Lincoln supported Angel Dust's argument.

"Absolutely!" Charlie defends. "This is a place about second chances, and who deserves that more than this slightery… slippery... special little man!" She nudged Pentious as the snake agreed.

"She also makes a good point." Lincoln also support Charlie's argument. "This is a tough call."

The spider demon addressed Vaggie. "Aren't you supposed to protect this place?"

As much as she wanted to kick the serpent out, the look of Charlie's puppy-dog eyes was too much for Vaggie to resist. "I guess he's not much of a threat without the war machine." Her statement delighted the cobra demon. "Or even with the war machine." Now she had crushed his spirit.

Charlie ran up and hugged her girlfriend off the ground, thanking her before going back to Sir Pentious. "Sir Pentious! Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel!" She leads him in.

"Oh no, Madam! Thank you!" He gives a big smile. "You won't regret this."

"Eh, I give you a week, tops." Angel voiced his doubts as Lincoln walked over.

"First time you'd ever betop." The boy raised for a fist bump after his joke.

Laughing a little, the tall spider returned it. "Okay, that was funny. You're learning fast."

Vaggie sighed. "Don't encourage it." She scolded Angel before looking at Lincoln. "And you, don't follow his example, he'sno role model."

Following the others inside, Lincoln went back to his seat at the bar as Charlie began the tour.

"So, this is the bar and the bartender." She introduced a disinterested Husk. "This is Lincoln Loud, our lovable resident stray." She tussles his hair affectionately.

"I also help around." The boy tosses the black king piece in his hand before offering it to Pentious. "Care for a game?"

Charlie moved on with the tour. "This is the curtain, and the is the new wall after you broke the last one. Oh, and this-"

Calming her girlfriend down, Vaggie grabs Charlie's hand. "Babe, you don't have to show him every detail."

"Sorry, I'm just so excited to have our first real guest!"

"Uh, what the hell am I then?" Feeling insulted, Angel turned attention towards him.

Lincoln was the first to respond. "I would say a cross between the cousin who moves in after getting evicted, and a cat that wandered in because we keep leaving milk out." He turned to Husk. "No offense."

"How am I offended?" He points his bottle to Angel. "That's spot on."

"What they mean is, you're an important part of our family here Angel, but you..." Charlie tried to find the right words without being offensive.

"You constantly make us look bad, sexually harass the staff, act as a bad influence on children, and have literally neveronce tried to improve?" Vaggie did not mince words.

"What she means is, it's just nice to have a guest whose interested for once." She gestured to Sir Pentious as he observed his surroundings.

As she walks back to the new guest, Angel Dusk loves down, downtrodden. Catching his sadness at their comments and dismissal, Lincoln walked up and stood on his tail, patting Angel's arm. "I'd pat your shoulder, but I can't reach that high."

Amused, Angel Dust pinches the boy's cheek. "Thanks, Linky."

Meanwhile, Niffty is playing with Keekee with a bit of string when Charlie introduces Sir Pentious to her. Keekee hisses and scatters away.

"Over here is Niffty, our maid." She introduces him to the short cyclops.

Happy, Niffty welcomes him. "The bad boy is back!" She then jumps on to Sir Pentious and holds his collar, creeping him out with her eye changing to insanity and her twisted smile. "Never leave me again." She whispers.

"We're about 80% sure she's harmless." She tries to ease his nerves. "And over here is the-" Before she could finish, Alastor appears. "Oh! Uh, Alastor! Our gracious facility manager! You've, um, meet our newest guest, Sir Pentious."

"Ah, yes! The one who ruined my coat!" He gleefully responded before taking on a sinister demeanor. " Idefinitelyremember you now."

After Pentious gulped, Charlie used this a opportunity. "Well, I guess this a great time for our new guest's first lesson!" She clears her throat. " 'How to apologize', first step to becoming a better person is to admit when you are wrong, why don't you give it a try?" She encouraged the snake demon.

"Yes, um, Mr. A... Radio Demon, Sir, please for give me for attacking you and ruining your very lovely coat." He awkwardly offers the piece he tore off. "Here."

Alastor takes the fabric and inspects the damage. "Ah-Ho! Not many people have been able to take eventhis much of me." He accepts the apology. "It must have meant quite a lot to you." He gleefully then combusts the piece, leaving the two stunned.

"Uncle Alastor." Lincoln walked up. "I see you've met Sir Pentious, this time as a guest."

"Indeed, and he has made quite thememorable impression." Alastor turned and left.

To break the ice and get to know everyone a little better, Charlie gathered the two guests, Vaggie, and Lincoln into a circle on the floor.

"Now, with a new resident, I think it's important we all get to know each other! So we are going to play a little game. Everyone, follow me." She began a cheerful tune. " ~My name is Charlie *clap twice* I like to sing! *again* And when we get to know each other it's the greatest thing! *again*~Okay, now you."

Sir Pentious thinks of something. "My name's Sir Pentious *claps twice* I like to built *again* and despite my Egg Boiz, I think I'm very skilled! *again*"

It moves to Lincoln in the circle. "~Call me Lincoln *claps twice* I'm new in Hell *again* Yet I think my time will be very swell! *again*"

When it gets to Angel, he looks up from his phone, disinterested. "This is stupid."

Charlie was a little frustrated. "This- is not- stupid!*claps twice*It's just a game!*claps twice*Sir Pentious did it well so now please try to do the same!*claps twice*"

"I am too sober for this." He gripes.

Lincoln raises his pointer finger. "One moment." He then grabs his dial and voices a needle scratching a record before returning to normal. "You know what word means."

"Yeah, well, get used to it and learn to play." Vaggie suggested. "This is gonna be yourwhole day! *claps twice*"

For their next exercise, Charlie thought a good way to teach her two guests to become better people by doing a small play for the rest of the hotel. Angel Dust is wearing a hat and trench coat while he reads the script, meant to be a criminal. While Sir Pentious is also acting, this time the role of an innocent child wearing a sailor suit, licking a n oversized lollipop. To enhanced his part, Lincoln was playing a dalmatian with a costume and fake muzzle; he even changed his voice.

"Oh, I'm a bad man on the streets who never got enough hugs. Now, where's an innocent kid I can sell crack to?" Angel read before breaking character. "Wow, who wrote this?"

Charlie answered. "It's great, right? Keep going!"

Exasperated, Angel continued. "Hey you."

"Who, me?" Sir Pentious milked his part.

"Yeah, you like a kid who could use some...devil's dandruff?" He questioned. "For fuck's sake, really?"

"Not me! I have to go home and study!" Pentious smiled. "Isn't that right, Poochie?"

"Right, Rentrous." Lincoln, sitting like a dog before running in a circle, answered. "Rou have a rig rest tomorrow."

Charlie cooed at how adorable the boy acted.

"Come on kid, it'll make you cool like me..." Angel felt something inside him break. "The crackhead."

"Rack-read!" Pretending to be scared, Lincoln jumped into Sir Pentious' arms and shivered.

"Fear not, Poochie. The only cool thing here is to say no to drugs!" He patted his 'dog's' back before declaring. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm off tonot have sexual intercourse before marriage!"

While Charlie stands to applauded, Lincoln altered his voice to mimic trumpet sounds. "Bravo, Bravo!" She walks up to congratulate the snake demon while the boy is released. "At this rate, you'll be redeemed in no time."

Feeling discarded, Angel tries to leave. "I'm... I'm going to bed."

The spider demon walked back up to his room. As he does, he overheard Charlie congratulate Sir Pentious, then takes a quick, sad look back before continuing up. Catching the look back, Lincoln took off his dog costume and slowly went after him.

In Angel's room, the Sinner's pet hell-pig, Fat Nuggets, is asleep on his bed until Angel accidentally throws his crackhead's coat on top of the little guy. Fat Nuggets grunts and crawls out of the coat, looking at his owner as Angel goes down on his own bed. Angel glumly looks at his phone and sees all his voice mails from Valentino. Already feeling down, he begins to play them. Valentino's voice mails switch back and forth between a friendly, apologetic tone and am assault of screams, insults, and threats.

As his spirit crushes, Angel Dust hears the voice of Valentino in his head speak, "Do you actually think you can change?" During this episode, red smoke seemingly appears and clings around Angel's neck like a chain. "Addict trash like you doesn't change.I'll see you soon, baby."

Lincoln knocks on the door. "Angel Dust? Is everything alright?"

This snaps the man out of it as Fat Nuggets gets on the bed next to him "I'm fine." He gently rubs his pet's back.

"Okay... is it fine if I come inside?"

"First time I heard that." Angel weakly jested. "Sure, why not?"

Opening the door, Lincoln walks into the pink neon lit room, finding Angel playing with Fat Nuggets. "I didn't know you have a pet pig." He reached the bed. "My friend Liam, he's a farm boy, his family keeps pigs. What's this little guys name?"

Angel lightly spoke. "Fat Nuggets."

"Cute, Liam has this one pig named 'Virginia'." Lincoln pet the pig's head. "You know, if you want to talk about what happen, it's okay to tell me."

Angel sighs and leaves. "Sorry, Lincoln, not now."

Understanding that he wanted to be alone, Lincoln gave Fat Nuggets one last pet before leaving the room as well. Angel goes to Husk's bar and picks up a bottle, Lincoln returns to his chess set and gets an idea of how to lighten the mood. He picks up the white king piece while Angel Dust drinks.

"Watch this." He spoke quietly. Next, Lincoln takes a bite out of the pad of his thumb, causing Angel to couch out this booze. Then, spreads his blood on the king; in a short time, the king piece glows and looks brand new, now with orange accents. "I found out I could do this after I got a papercut on Charlie's book. It's in her office if you want to see it."

Angel chuckled and they headed that way.

On their way to Charlie's office, the two caught sight of something slithering that directions. They find the office door slightly open. Angel peeks inside and discovers Sir Pentious setting up a small camera on a bookshelf. Lincoln takes a look and notices the same thing, and the camera is right next to his own book. Angel Dust realizs what's happening and slams the door open.

"You slippery son of a bitch!" He causes Sir Pentious to yelp in surprise.

"What are you doing, Sir Pentious?" Lincoln was confused.

"This asshole is working for the Vees?" Angel accursed, pointing a finger to Pentious' chest. "I fucking knew there was something shitty about you."

The snake Sinner disregards the accusation. "I don't know what you're talking about!" He turns to insult Angel. "Whore bug."

Now blinded by rage, Angel attacks. Tackling Sir Pentious to the ground, he punches the serpent in the face before wrestling with him.

"Angel, calm down." Lincoln tried to defuse. "We don't know the whole story."

"Listen to the boy, and get your aggressively average body-" Sir Pentious' eyes spiraled like Vox. "OFF OF ME!" As a result, Angel becomes momentarily hypnotized and backs away.

"FUCK!" Coming to, he now has the spy cornered right as Charlie and Vaggie walk in after being woke up by the scuffle.

Yawning, Charlie asks. "What's going on?"

"This little bitch is a traitor!" Angel has Pentious by the arm.

He breaks free. "Preposterous! I would never betray you. You all... are my best friends." He hugs the trio of Charlie, Vaggie, and a suspicious Lincoln.

"Uh huh, then explain this!" Angel lifts up Lincoln's book to reveal the camera, to Charlie's shock.

Seeing the girls' reactions to the camera, the white-haired boy now understood it was serious. "I really am sorry, Sir Pentious." Lincoln calmly spoke, then got into a punching position. "I really believed you wanted to be better." Then, he threw a dynamite straight punch that sent the Sinner flying to the other side of the room.

His cover blown, Sir Pentious tries to escape out the window but it's locked. During his panic, Pentious reveals his VoxTech watch and tries to call for help. "Abort! Abort! S.O.S! Agent Pentious in need of immediate evacuation!"

Vox is the one to answer. "Pentious? Wait, were you caught!?" He laughed a little. "It hasn't even been, a day!"

"Please! You've got to get me out of here!" He begged the Overlord.

"I can't believe we thought you could handle even somethingthis simple!" Vox belittled his spy. "Do us a favor, if they don't kill you, do ahead and do it yourself! You MISERABLE FALIURE!" The call ends.

Hurt that he was abandoned and ridiculed, Sir Pentious gives up. "I... I... just make it quick I guess..." He cries while curing into a ball on the ground. "Not that I deserve it."

"Gladly." Vaggie approached, but was stopped by Charlie.

"Wait!" She turns to offer a hand. "Pentious?" Then she starts singing.

What he saw amazed Lincoln. Most people, especially in Hell, would have just put an end to Sir Pentious, but not Charlie Morningstar. She sang to him about how forgiveness is possible, and it starts with a simple 'sorry'. As the song unfolded, he watched as the room became a spectacle. By the time the song ended, Charlie had forgiven Sir Pentious; and he had taken his first move towards redeeming himself.

"I hated that song!" Niffty appeared in the doorway, now in her sleepwear and disappointed Sir Pentious isn't a 'bad boy' anymore. "Why are you so lame!?" She then kicked him in one of the eyes of his tail. "Not a bad boy."

"Good first day!" Charlie congratulates Pentious. "Let's get some rest!"

"Sir Pentious." Lincoln walked over to the taller demon. "Sorry, for sending you flying. But I am happy your here to stay for real."

The serpent demon smiled. "Thankssss, Young Lincoln."

"I still say you won't last the week." Angel walks over and hands Lincoln his book. "I think this is yours."

"Thank you, Angel." Lincoln wrapped the book with his tail. "NOW THAT SIR PENTIOUS IS HERE FOR GOOD, WHO WANTS CELEBRATORY SUNDAES?!" Lincoln called out.

"Did someone say sundaes!?" Charlie called back, not excited. "I think I can wait a while before bed."

"Eh, I could go for a treat." Angel Dust agreed.

"Can I have banana with mine?" Sir Pentious added.

"SUNDAE! BRING IT OUT!" Niffty was now in brighter spirits.

While the others walked away, Alastor appears from the shadow of the dark hallway, then picks up the communicator watch with a malevolent smile. He then contacts Vox for a short chat.

"WHAT!?" The angered V demanded, but paused in fear when he realized it was Alastor calling.

"You'll have to try harder than that next time,Ol'pal!" Alastor laughs. "And the next time you do something drags my little nephew into our spat,I'll happily remind you just how FORGIVING I can be." He crushes the watch in his hand as Vox rages incoherently.

Back with the others, Lincoln was heading to the kitchen when he spotted Husk at the bar yawning. "Sorry if we woke you."

"Don't bother." Husk began to pour himself a drink. "I needed a nightcap anyway."

"How about one of my dad's famous sundaes to go with it!?" Lincoln offered.

"Nah, I don't-" Before the winged-cat demon could finish talking, he felt the glass slip from his hand.

Watching as it was about to shatter on the floor, Lincoln instinctively reached for it but was too far away. Then, as if on command, the cup and its contents freezed meere inches off the ground, glowing in a faint reddish-orange light. To everyone's surprise, Lincoln moved his hand up and the glass followed.

"I can use magic." Lincoln realized what he'd done. "I CAN USE MAGIC!"

As a result of his celebration, he lost control of the cup and it fell on the floor. The glass was okay but the alcohol was spilt. Nervous by everyone's eyes on him, Lincoln put his hands behind his back and smiled awkwardly.

"Sorry."

"Great." Husk dryly replied. "Now I gotta make another drink."