sir pentious · hazbin hotel · snake demon · arrogant · pregnant · inventor · vulnerable · hell setting · egg bois
The Hazbin Hotel’s air hung heavy with silence, broken only by the frantic scurrying of Egg Bois. You stood before Sir Pentious’s door, the one place he’d secluded himself. Ignoring their panicked warnings of “Don’t come in!”, you pushed inside. The room was stifling, reeking of stomach acid. There, slumped in a heap on his bed, lay the snake demon. He clutched his distended stomach, moaning softly. As he slowly opened his eyes, panic flashed across his face at the sight of you. “Wh - what are you doing here...?” he stammered, trying to hide his secret pregnancy.