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Casino Cups/Lil Lucifer HTTYD Au (Fallen Mike Scenario)

Casino Cups/Lil Lucifer belongs to @camodiel (can also be found on @camodielsart)

Ch. 5

The bars were forced apart by a pair of clawed scaly hands before the cell door was even completely open.

A horned creature with a long serpents tail and fire in its eyes slithered out, hissing and sputtering and rattling it’s tail. It was like a centaur but the bottom half was a huge snake tail instead of a horse body. It’s entire body was covered in woody brown scales, and it’s horns, claws, and belly were the color of slate.

It’s unimaginably long tail began to cover most of the ground around them, threatening to entangle all therein

Some darted off in a random direction, as long as that direction was getting the hell out of dodge, some’s legs failed them and they stumbled to the ground. Before Cuphead could formulate his own reaction he was met with the force of his brother crashing into him and knocking him to the ground.

He opened his eyes, his head resting against the cold stone floor, to find his brother knelt over him, shaking him by the shoulders, and yelling hysterically. Cuphead however, could barely make out what he was saying as he felt a ringing in his ears. That ringing quickly faded out with the sound of the screeches of the serpentine demon.

He jolted to sitting upright, nearly head-butting his brother in the process, and they both glanced to Cuphead’s right. At the monster weaving around the arena and whipping it’s tail around with wild abandon, at their coworkers scurrying around with their new weapons seemingly trying to regain their wits and come up with a plan, and then to their left, at their horned boss standing on the sidelines.

He only stared back with a stern expression. When his eyes met Cuphead’s, he just looked away, refusing to even acknowledge him.

The brothers looked back at each other in disbelief, but we’re quickly interrupted.

‘I- I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to knock you ove- NO!!!’ Mugman cried as he grabbed onto Cuphead, pulled him close to his chest and did a sort of backwards lunge to avoid the end of a scaly tail crashing down on them both. It wasn’t done with them yet though…

Mugman grabbed Cuphead by the arm and practically dragged him across the arena sprinting full speed ahead as the tail swung back in their direction. Cuphead was still trying to come to his senses, his head must have hit the ground a bit harder than he thought.

As he looked around he could see Wheezy out to the left putting his own flaming head on the creature’s tail, but only getting it wrapped around his neck. To the right he saw Mangosteen managing to avoid being constricted due to his slipperiness and round shape, but not doing much in terms of fighting back. In the center he saw Pirouletta who was skillfully dodging the whip-like tail with ballerina-like grace, but clearly not great with a knife. How to put this gently?

It was a shitstorm

‘Welp, not a great start.’ He thought to himself, still half delirious. He’d always thought of his coworkers as capable fighters, he had seen and felt what they could do first hand, but maybe even they had not seen what Hell was really all about. Cuphead’s attention was then grabbed by the sound of the previously silent duke’s voice ranging out

‘UM- I- OK LETS ASSESS THE SITUATION! OUR OBJECTIVE HERE WOULD BE TO DOWN IT BY AIMING FOR ITS WEAKEST POINT! NOW HOW WOULD WE GO ABOUT ACHIEVING THAT?!’ Before she had exuded all the poise and authority of a general commanding her soldiers, now her tone had shifted to more resemble a kindergarten teacher desperately trying to mitigate a chaotic classroom. This really wasn’t a good start. And he had never even went to kindergarten.

Everyone seemed too preoccupied with not getting crushed or strangled or both to care for what the Duke had to say, but then, to his surprise, Cuphead heard a response to her question, from very close by.

‘Um- uh- AIM FOR THE VITAL ORGANS?!’

It was Mugman who had spoken up. The others had even stopped what they were doing to do a double take of what they’d just heard come out of the mouth of the sweet bashful mug who could scarcely be found speaking up in groups at all, let alone saying something so gruesome.

They didn’t have to time to address it however, as the Duke did not know better than to question his behavior and carried on with the ‘lesson’

‘Yes! That’s an actual answer! Now what you’ll need is to find or create an opening to strike! What obstacles are in the way?’ She asked

The responses were mixed

‘HRK- THE TAIL?!’ Wheezy replied, still being strangled

‘The hard scales?’ Phear responded

‘Hic- thAt fUcKiNG thiiiiiNG???’ Ethan gurgled pointing at the rattle at the end of the snake’s tail

Rumulus retorted him ‘Ethan, it hasn’t done anything but make noise…’

‘It fUCKing freEEAAaks mE oUt MAn hic-’ Ethan attempted to convey through his slurring tongue

The Duke paused for a moment as if to be attempting to process this, and then spoke again

‘Ok! Ignoring whatever that last one was, yes! Very good! The long constricting tail and the scaly armor are both strengths it possesses!’ She was somewhat rushing through her sentences given the circumstances, but seemed to be attempting to regain her composure.

‘You will need to find a way to weave past the it’s tail and strike the head and torso in the middle. Those sabers you’ve been given, they have a dual use against this creature.’

As the Duke paused, Cuphead’s attention briefly turned back to the frantic shouts of the others. In the direction he happened to be looking in, he could see Chips holding Mangs under his arm as he desperately tried to fight back with the copper knife he had recieved. Chips had a look that Cuphead had never seen on his face before, one that encompassed true fear for his life and doubt in his abilities. He felt a pang of concern for his favorite coworkers pierce his gut. But he was promptly called back into the moment as his brother’s voice and gained his focus once again

‘W-where’d mine go…’

‘Wh-what?!’ Cuphead just realized he hadn’t said a word since they got there, unusual for him

‘MY KNIFE! I THINK I DROPPED IT!’ Mugs exclaimed, panicked

Upon processing that sentence, Cuphead’s eyes began darting all over the floor for some sign of a silver glint. He need not search for long however, he caught sight of it in the very spot where they’d both originally hit the ground. The end of the demon’s tail was still roughly in that same spot, pounding itself against the ground, right where the silver-blue blade lay.

‘THERE’ he shouted pointing

‘IM GONNA- I…’ Mugman hesitated as he too caught a glimpse of the hazard that waited for him if he was to attempt to retrieve his weapon.

He hesitated. Frozen in place.

But then… it was replaced by something else… some kind of spark in his eyes…

Mugman inhaled sharply and shut his eyes tight

‘Mugman…?’ Cupehad peeped

‘AAAAAAAAAAAA’

Mugman left Cuphead’s side and took off towards his knife, eyes shut, arms flailing, yelling at the top of his lungs.

Just narrowly dodging the massive snake’s tail his legs fell under him and he dove for it, and by some miracle it found its way into the grip of his hand. He seemed to breathe a small sigh of relief upon seeing this, but was promptly made aware of the sound of a nearby rattle, and a long shadow growing over him. As he turned around, eyes widening, it seemed to be already too late.

Cuphead felt a second pang of worry for another’s safety

This time it clenched his gut like an iron grip crushing a paper cup

‘LOOK OUT- MUGMAAAN!!!’ He desperately cried, he could feel a small fleck of moisture forming in the corner of his eye

Others caught sight of this too, as similar shouts for Mugman came from other voices. One of them… he could’ve sworn was the voice of the devil…

Cuphead could feel not just him, but the entire arena floor collectively brace themselves for the sound of ceramic being crunched

But that is not what they heard

They instead heard the sound of metal striking, something hard cracking, and a pained scream not from Mugman, but from the reptilian beast. Mugman was now firmly fixing his blade into the tail that had been set on course to crush him. Where his blow had landed, a handful of scales crumbled off the snake’s tail.

They all went silent, but the Duke spoke, with unexpected levity in her voice

‘Well… someone’s ahead of me already!’

Mugman’s expression went from fearful to awed ‘You… you can’t stab or slash it… you- YOU HAVE TO HIT IT DIAGONALLY! TO GET UNDER THE SCALES!’

The dukes expression shifted to something never before seen until now, pride.

A second metallic clang followed by a shriek from the demonic adversary came, followed by the voice of Chips, who Cuphead could now see was proudly wedging his copper into its skin

‘Well! You heard him! GO TO TOWN!’.

‘Horray!!!’ yelled Mangs still under Chips’s arm

A frenzy broke out, the reptilian demon found itself being relentlessly stripped of its scales by the staff of Inkwell Hell Casino. Cuphead had since fallen back on the ground from the terror that had taken hold of him just moments prior. He looked up to see Chips approaching him, with his signature confident grin back on his face, bent down and extended his hand to him ‘Cmon partner! Don’t tell me you’re gonna just stay parked there?!’

Cuphead felt his previous fear wash away as he felt the kind gazes of both Chips and Mangs, and was quickly overtaken by adrenaline as he joined them in charging at the beast knives out. They climbed over the entanglement of a scaly tail which had now gone considerably more still, and as a group they were inching closer to their target

This high however, would be short lived.

The others, including Mugman, we’re making quick work of loosing if the demons scales, but Cuphead was struggling with it a bit. Precision was never his forte and he was beginning to become frustrated with himself. And not just that. While weakened, the demon still possessed an immense amount of strength. Pain seemed to only enrage it

It writhed in some sort of outburst and pushed most of them off of itself like insects. Most of them landed on their feet just fine and continued fighting, but wouldn’t you know it, Cuphead was the only one that lost his balance, landing on his side. The serpent took notice, and it lunged forward head first.

Right towards Cupehead

In a short moment he found himself back on the floor being held down by his shoulders

‘Haha… I gotta stop getting myself in this situation…’ he thought to himself, attempting to provide himself a little comic relief.

The snake’s jaws opened wide over Cuphead’s awaiting face, but all the noise was cut through by a familiar voice

‘ALRIGHT’

It was their boss’s voice…

‘I THINK…

I think that’s enough for today…’

Link to Ch 4

Note: this is probably the longest chapter I’ve ever done I’ve never written a battle scene before. But HERE IT IS. AT LAST.

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Casino Cups/Lil Lucifer HTTYD Au (Fallen Mike Scenario)

Casino Cups/Lil Lucifer belongs to @camodiel (can also be found on @camodielsart)

Ch. 3

The next morning had arrived, and everyone had showed up about an hour earlier than usual per the devil’s request. So they could start whatever he had planned for them before the casino opened. Cuphead arrived at the casino with his brother, feeling pretty ready despite the early start (and getting attacked by a monster less than 24 hours ago), with Mugman being slightly worse for wear.

They looked around the casino to find no one else there at first, until they found everyone crowded tightly in the Devil’s office. The room was abuzz with whisperes. Everyone just looked around confused… until the devil appeared in front of them… next to the lift into hell.

Leaning against it, he flipped the lever to hoist it up and simply said

‘After you guys’ with a toothy grin

He seemed to be back to his old menacing self again

After managing to pile everyone into the lift in the space of three trips (as well as helping some of the workers get over their hesitation about stepping into hell) they had all been lifted down

Lifted down into… what appeared to be an arena of some sort.

It was pretty dark, seemed almost abandoned. Cuphead looked out one of the few windows and saw a very bleak landscape outside, fairly devoid of anything living. They were all lead to a larger and much more lighted area in the center, surrounded by high and vacant bleachers.

Almost immediately after they entered, a figure emerged from the dark in front of them and commanded their attention.

Tall but significantly shorter than the devil, sporting leather from head to toe and a mauve complexion. They had a pointy beak-like face with a set of large horns coming from the top of their head, and a confident expression.

The devil spoke

‘Alright… Everyone! Meet Duke Abigor!’

The ‘duke’ responded indignantly to his introduction

‘Ahem, Great Duke Abigor of Jinnestan…’

They quickly regained composure however

The devil gave a nervous cough and continued

‘S-she’s going to be teaching you some of the-‘

She interrupted him

‘I’ll take it from here my lord’

‘basics…’ he weakly finished his sentence

‘I’m going to go… stand over there now’ the devil said and quickly shuffled off to the doorway where Dice was standing

‘Greetings mortals. You already know my name, his highness has asked me to give you a rudimentary instructional course on how to fight agianst fallen ang-‘

The devil angrily butted in. Grabbing her arm and pulling her off to the side.

She resisted saying ‘HEY WHAT ARE YOU- JUST BECAUSE YOU’RE THE KING DOESN’T MEAN I’M JUST GOING TO LET YOU MANHANDLE-‘

He whispered something to her in a harsh tone

She responded in a more audible voice ‘You never said I couldn’t tell them that!-‘

He hushed her again, but she resisted once more

Once again speaking perfectly loud she said ‘Well how am I supposed to?!-‘

The devil only gave her a stern glare, this time she seemed to cave in

‘Fine… I’ll just- ugh…’ she said and turned back towards the crowd

Attempting to perk back up into a more enthusiastic demeanor, she stood up tall and exclaimed

‘Well! Welcome to monster training!’

For those of you who don’t know who Abigor is

Ch 1, Ch 2

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Casino Cups/ Lil Lucifer HTTYD Au (fallen Mike)

Casino Cups/Lil Lucifer belongs to @camodiel (can also be found on @camodielsart)

Ch. 4

The duke’s beady eyes glanced around the crowd, but began to look confused and disoriented.

‘Um- ok this is too many at once. Mind forming a line?’ She commanded in the form of a request

Everyone shuffled around into a single file line, confused as to where she was going with this.

One by one she examined each of them closely.

Pacing up and down the line they’d formed, getting up in their faces a little bit which Cuphead wasn’t liking. Once she had finished she returned to the case and began passing out the blades.

As she did so

Cuphead began to sense a pattern.

He couldn’t really explain it but, the size, length, and colors of each dagger seemed to correlate with their size, strength, and demeanor. Wheezy got the widest one with a rough stone hilt, while Pachinko got the small slim one that he had had his eyes on yesterday (though Cuphead hadn’t noticed that he was with them until now)

and Cuphead’s blade…

It had a hilt appearing to be made of bronze, with a reddish pink gem at the bottom. The blade was easily twice the size of his own hand, and curved into a sort of C shape.

He glanced over at Mugman next to him, who’s face was lighting up upon seeing his. It was long, straight, sword-like, and of course; silver and blue.

Everyone seemed fascinated with their new weapons. Chips was expertly twirling his between his fingers with a smirk on his face, the Tipsy Troop were hapily comparing theirs with one another, and Hokus Pokus seemed… ‘happy’ to have a brand new knife… Cuphead liked his too

The tone of this field trip was starting feel… more friendly… in a way that felt special… for a moment…

But… Cuphead looked up at the Duke standing in front of them, and the expression on her face, it did not match that friendly tone. She looked out at them, and then at the ground, clearly in some sort of deep contemplation.

She looked back up at them, seeming to steal her resolve… but from what?

The Duke commanded their attention once again

‘Now, we’ll take this day by day but, there are about… four… main adversaries you’ll be at risk of facing. We can’t bring in the real thing but we have gathered some demons with very similar forms and abilities’

She was walking towards four large barred gates on the other side of the arena. Which Cuphead hadn’t really noticed up until this point, appearing to be just as grey and abandoned as the rest of the arena.

She knocked on one of the bars of the left most gate

A low growl erupted from its dark interior.

A spark of terror shot up Cuphead’s spine.

She strolled over to the next cage, performing the same knock followed by another roar

Cuphead frantically glanced around at the others, their line formation was breaking apart as most of them were beginning to back away as their limbs seemed to turn to jelly.

The Duke continued down the cages arousing a new agitated noise with each knock, until they layered on top of each other like a chorus of snarls

Cuphead knew the shit most of his coworkers had seen, and now even Phear and Hokus were beginning to look skittish.

She stopped and stood still on the right side of the cages,

paused for a moment,

and placed her hand on a nearby lever.

She spoke

‘Alright! For this first one; just stay on your feet, don’t let the tail manage to wrap itself around you, and watch out for the fangs. On three!

One…’

‘WAIT- WHAT?!?!’ Mugman cried

‘Two…’ the Duke continued despite the outbreak of protest

‘WHA- THATS IT?!?’ Chips exclaimed

Cuphead could feel his gut drop like a stone

‘THREE!!!’

She threw the lever

Here��s a little art I made of Cuphead’s knife

Ch 1, Ch 2, Ch 3