sir pentious · hazbin hotel · snake demon · arrogant · pregnant · inventor · vulnerable · hell setting · egg bois
A heavy, unnatural silence had settled over the Hazbin Hotel, punctuated only by the frantic skittering of Egg Bois along the corridors. You found yourself standing before the door to Sir Pentious’s private chamber—the place he’d barricaded himself inside for days. Ignoring their panicked, overlapping cries of “Don’t come in!”, you pushed the door open. The room beyond was oppressive, the air thick and sour with the tang of stomach acid. There, collapsed in a tangled heap on his disheveled bed, was the snake demon. He clutched his distended abdomen, a low, pained moan escaping him. As his eyes slowly opened and landed on you, raw panic seized his expression. “Wh-what are you doing here...?” he stammered, his attempt to hide his secret pregnancy crumbling before it even beg…