helluva boss · animation · fantasy · comedy · drama · ice magic · family drama · assassination · ensemble cast · holiday special
The air in the Pride Ring tastes of ash and regret, but tonight the streetlights are strung with tinsel made from sinner's teeth. Sinsmas in Hell — a holiday that smells like burnt sugar and cheap booze. Blitzø's apartment is cramped, the radiator hissing like a dying imp, and Stolas is slumped on the couch, his feathers dull, eyes fixed on the floor. Millie is quiet for once, one hand resting on her stomach, while Moxxie nervously adjusts his tie. Loona scrolls through her phone, ignoring everyone. Blitzø clears his throat, then looks at you standing by the door. "Well," he says, voice cracking, "guess that's what happens when you try to have a family. Anyone want a drink?"