#Sinsmas In July

[top-shelf-tender]

Alastor absolutely waits until Husk is in the process of cleaning the bar before manifesting himself in a surprise attack.

"HUSKER THINK QUICK-"

And absolutely clocks that feline right in the head with a large snowball.

Not only was Husk bludgeoned with a projectile, but it was cold. An involuntary yowl preceded the cat’s fur puffing, eyes wild as he swiped any lingering snow from the back of his head. While Alastor was falling about the place in a raucous fit of laughter, the bartender grabbed the nearest towel, wet it, came out from behind the bar, and snapped it on Alastor’s ass.

[alteregozowie]

PLEASE play The Twelve Pains of Christmas by Bob Rivers and imagine the Hazbin Cast lol

He's too busy laughing to think of something.

[keenie-bopper]

*Keenie's phone starts ringing. When she picks up, Striker's on the other side.*

"Keenie, what in Adam's ass-crack do y'all think you're doin'? Haven't you thought that most demons are cold-blooded and ain't exactly happy 'bout riskin' to catch pneumonia just for a little festive spirit?"

( @helluvaoutlaw )

"Oh come on Striker. If your so mad about it, you can go and ba-humbug in the Wrath Ring!"

"Maybe a little snow is a good thing! It keeps the sour pusses, like you out of my toasty warm wool!"

[hazbinned]

"It doesn't mean anything if I buy them for myself. Good to know the spirit of giving is dead, though."

{ Continued from x. }

@keenie-bopper

[hellsdisneyprincess]

"Okay, sooooo with the sudden cold snap and ice and snow, and at least more than one version of my dad being incapacitated in some way because of it, I think I'm going to have to shift my priorities during the festivities."

First order of business, blankets. Second, hot tea and some soup.

Alright, dads! Charlie to the rescue!

@hells-greatestdad

@themosthatedbeingg

[blitzbuckz]

Guess who is way too into this new Sinsmas season? This jester right here. He just set his foot on Pride because he so wanted to see snow! And what you know, he also managed to spot his target for his very first snowball of the season! "Hey Blitzø! Think fast!"

( I am so sorry but-.. he had to ;; )

【𐂃】 who doesn't relish this sinful season ? snow fights, sledding, && mistletoes ! It's like it was made for their sinning deeds. Anyone would be crazy not to indulge into any of these festive opportunities. Speaking of, the diabolical imp was already in the act.

Sliding open his mini van's door he started hanging an evergreen plant. Embellishing the back seats by hanging it on the ceiling of his car. He was going to pick up M&M soon-- it would of been the perfect, ideal, scheme into finally getting them to kiss him back ! A flawless plan, which quickly got interrupted when a speeding snowball knocked his ass out of the car.

❝ Son of a -- alright ! Who's the motherfucker that's gonna get castrate-- ❞ he winced, stunned, almost embarrassed after realizing who the culprit was. With a quick motion picking up the plant that fell out of his hands before Fizz had a chance to see it. Arms crossed behind his back he concealed it from their view. Smiling sheepishly as a couple of snow residue remained on his personal: mostly his horns && suit.

❝ S-shit, Fizz. Don't sneak up on me like that. I could of killed ya', y'know. ❞

[blitzbuckz]

【𐂃】 He had more admiration for homeless people than he had with his elders. Fortunately, the hag had already moved on && didn't make it a bigger deal than it had to be --- because if she did, his passenger would have more episodes to rise his anxiety other than his reckless driving skills.

❝ What's with the attitude -- aren't y' a famous performer ? I say the whole diva thing suits ya. I mean.. y'certainly dress as one, could fool me. ❞ he gives a half-suppressed chuckle, waiting for his buddy to disguise himself && leap out of his van before sliding the door shut. With his horse keychain in hand -- he clicked the alarm button on his key fob to assure his car was secured && locked, promptly after trailing behind Fizz. ( before the ecstatic frenzy buffoon gets himself into trouble )

Scarlet eyes dart at every passerby, as if he was ready to bite someone's head off if they came within tail's reach of his friend's personal bubble. Nevertheless, the assassin did his diligent best not to bring out his firearms in plain sight. It's Sinsmas after all, plus, Fizz wasn't so keen when it came to 'danger'. Bloodshed. So, like a good mutt, he remained glued by their side. Keeping a cautious eye -- but also listening to their shopping game plan. Above all, the 'treat' portion.

❝ Whatever I want ? ❞ it broke his vigilant stance, widened hues almost glistening by the profound generosity. Genuine. Almost too sincere in that -- he couldn't of think of anything in the spot. Spending time with Fizz is already more than, someone like himself, could have ever asked for. His overprotective actions alone were already a dead giveaway of that. He couldn't think of anything... better ? But for the sake of wanting to sound "cool", less cheesy, he shoved aside his innermost feelings for now. A smile plastered his maw as he scratched his own nape, turning to avert an awkward gaze between the two.

❝ It's no big deal. Y'have done favors for me before, I already owed ya. ❞ turning back to Fizz he then gestured towards a nearby hat booth. ❝ So let's get that hat before yer' head starts reekin' of piss stains. ❞

Well lucky for Blitzø, Fizz wasn't that nosy of a person even if he had seen the mistletoe the jester wouldn't have asked any questions. It was Sinsmas in July anyways. Even if Fizz ever found out what his friend was planning he would have just cheered him on with this perverted quest of his. Fizz never gave a thought about catching a cold. Sure that was a possibility but the guy was barely ever sick so why would he become sick now, right? What are the chances? Besides if Fizz hadn't ran into Blitzø he would have just visit in stores and warm himself up before continuing his own quest which was to have some snowy fun and then bring some in Lust for Ozzie to see snow. Easy and fun!

The car ride to the HellMall went fast and Fizz was actually scared for his life for a moment. Sure this wasn't his first time being in a car with Blitzø but still he held onto his seat belt like his whole life depended on it.

"You know you should respect the elder-.. oh never mind. I'll take that back what a spiteful expired raisin" Fizz looked out the window as the elderly kept showing back some rude hand gestures and swearing like a pirate. Fizz himself would have flipped her off as well but what if they were a fan? What if someone see Fizzarolli disrespecting elders? That would have not made him look good. Anyways! Time to do some shopping!

Fizz just took off his seat belt and placed his hand on the door handle but was soon interrupted by Blitzø and the dirty rag that he now had on his lap. "Excuse the hell out of me" Fizz lift the rag up, inspecting it with rather disgusted expression on his face. "I do get where you come with this Blitzø, I really do but-.." he paused for a second, flailing the rag in a little. Fighting against paparazzis or horny fans wasn't the most pleasant thing to do and it would all be evaded by using some sort of disguise-... "I have standards, not to the point it makes me seem like a diva, but I much rather have a paper bag on my head than a used filthy rag" knowing his friend these stains may literally be anything. But the looks of Blitzø's face he wasn't gonna back off and bet he'd lock Fizz in this van unless he wore it.

With a deep defeated sigh Fizz took of his jester hat, quickly wrapping the rag around his head. He felt ridiculous! And his facial expression told it all. "And we take this to our graves" pointing at his head before sliding the door open, hopping out without kicking any of the trash with him, minus the rag. Now it was time for shopping! A wide smile found it's way on the jesters face as he turned to look at the mall, it's been a long time since he last visited this place!

"First things first, I want a new hat, maybe a scarf to keep me warm" Fizz said as he started to make his way to the mall's main entrance. The hat was an essential now! "And since you tagged along in this funny journey of mine, I will treat you. You can get anything you want. For all the troubles" he gave a pat on Blitzø's shoulder. It would only be fair since Fizz went and interrupted his friends original plans.

[top-shelf-tender]

Husk was oblivious to the mistletoe that Lucifer had hung over the bar, now a prime victim for unexpected smooches.

[alteregozowie]

"Here I got a request for our greatest showman! Or should I SNOWMAN! This one is for you Alastor, our Master of Ceremonies!"

"I would like to request, I'm Mr. White Christmas (Snow Miser Song)"

"Oh this is perfect!"

[keenie-bopper]

Sinsmas in July:

I still want to be a mischievous gremlin and wreak winter havoc, but some of my friends aren't really enjoying the cold weather.

To fix this I will be using #the true meaning of sinsmas tag for the threads where Keenie will learn a lesson.

For more playful and mischievous threads I will continue to use the #sinsmas in july tag.

[keenie-bopper]

"OHHHHH NO YOU DON'T!"

Keenie leaps onto the Sin's bed and hops around him in hopes of waking Ozzie up. "I have worked waaaaaaay too hard for you to just sleep through this!"

"Celebrating sinsmas this early? Maybe I should sleep more today."

[top-shelf-tender]

Mistletoe? Over the bar? Oh, Angel was not about to miss out on this.

While Husk's back was turned, he approached the bar, choosing to perch on the countertop rather than a stool, legs crossed and chest puffed out in a seductive manner. When he was certain he looked suitably enticing, he cleared his throat to grab his lover's attention. "Hey, bartender," he drawled. "I got a complaint ta make. Here I am, unda' the mistletoe, lookin' like a million bucks, and ain't nobody kissed me yet..."

He was playing up his theatrical streak, lamenting his supposed woes, although unable to completely supress his mischievous grin. He swung his legs over to Husk's side of the bar, cocking his head to the side. "What're ya gonna do about it?"

Husk’s ears perked immediately at the sound of his partner’s voice, already smirking as he registered the pure drama behind Angel’s entrance. Never a dull moment with Hell’s most beloved porn star. Knowing it was only a matter of time before his beloved joined him for the festivities, Husk was already in the process of mixing a fitting drink for the spider.

As he wheeled around with a Fireside cocktail, the feline puzzled over the mention of mistletoe, until his gaze inevitably traveled up. When the hell did that get there? No matter. Sauntering over, Husk settled between Angel’s legs and handed over his drink.

“You’d better be careful,” he warned playfully, “there’s all sorts of cads down here who’d take advantage of you in such a vulnerable position…” Pushing up on his toes, Husk hooked a single claw under Angel’s bow tie and tugged him gently into a kiss.

[alteregozowie]

"..........Fuck."

[keenie-bopper]

"You know... you really shouldn't have mentioned the RADIO Demon, Susan."

"Hey Alastor... How do you feel about a little Sinsmas in July?" - @alteregozowie

"Keenie I swear on every religious creation if you lead a group of Carolers onto my property or within earshot of me, there will be a blood bath that will make even make Alastor go "oooh!" "

[keenie-bopper]

CHUCKS A MASSIVE SNOWBALL AT KEENIE'S HEAD

"Hey wAIT WAIT WAIT!" Keenie squeals before getting buried in massive snowball that Susan somehow managed throw.

After dusting herself off the lamb cheers with a battle cry, "OH NOW YOU DONE IT! You're nephew can't save you now!" before chasing after her cannibal friend.

[maykrisms]

Oh, boy! Time to check in on the significantly friendlier Hell.

....

❮ Why is it snowing? ❯